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  “Are you sure?”

  “Positive,” Sandra said. “There’s nothing wrong with expending one bullet early. In fact, it’s a good thing.”

  “How can that possibly be a good thing?” Billy asked.

  “Because it takes a lot of pressure off,” she replied. “Which makes it easier to last longer the second time around.”

  “There’s going to be a second time?”

  “There’s going to be as many as you can handle,” Sandra said. “You paid for a full hour and that’s what you’re going to get. You can cum as many times as you want.”

  “Really?” Billy said.

  “Really,” she said. “Now let’s get on with it. We’re wasting time here.”

  Sandra leaned forward and stuck her tits in Billy’s face. She shook her chest from side to side, bouncing her tits off his head a few times before guiding one of her nipples into his mouth.

  Billy sucked on Sandra’s hard nipple like a baby while she slowly moved her ass back and forth, grinding on his cock, which was still trapped beneath his jeans but pressing hard against the denim.

  Sandra switched things up, giving Billy her other nipple and grinding on his cock more forcefully. His breath rate increased immediately, as did the force in which he went after Sandra’s nipple.

  Despite Sandra telling him not to worry about how long he lasted before cumming, Billy was holding on as best he could. He was just too used to being done after his first orgasm.

  But Sandra was having none of it. She could sense how far along Billy was and was determined to finish him off. She pulled her nipple from between his lips, then leaned in and stuck her tongue in his mouth and started to explore.

  As Billy returned her kiss, Sandra started riding his cock, moving her ass forward and back against it and bouncing up and down on it. His hands slipped down and grabbed her ass cheeks and held on for dear life as she rode him harder and harder, bringing him right to the point of explosion.

  A soft gasping sound escape from Billy’s mouth and his body tensed up for just a moment then released, sending his sperm shooting out of his cock and creating a big wet spot on his jeans. His ejaculation was followed by an immediate sense of disappointment, which was plain on his face.

  “What’s the matter?” Sandra asked. She was still sitting on his lap but had stopped grinding on him after he came.

  Billy shrugged. “I just feel, I don’t know, lame. Embarrassed.”

  “For what? Cumming so quickly?”

  He nodded sheepishly.

  “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” Sandra said. “You did exactly what I told you to.”

  “I know,” Billy said. “But still, it just doesn’t feel right. I don’t know if I’ll be able to even get it up again.”

  “Don’t worry, that part won’t be a problem at all.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Trust me,” Sandra said. “I know what I’m doing.”

  “Fair enough.”

  Sandra leaned in and gave Billy a little kiss on the cheek then climbed off of him and dropped down to her knees on the floor, her body between his legs. She undid his belt, his top button, and his zipper, then pulled his jeans off, followed by his boxers.

  Billy’s cock was no longer hard but it was still chubby. Sandra grabbed a hold of it and slapped it against her cheek a couple of times then took it in her mouth.

  Billy let out a shocked little gasp. He wasn’t sure what he was expecting to happen next but he knew it wasn’t that. Much to his surprise he could feel his cock already growing harder as Sandra blew him.

  Sandra worked his cock gently at first, sucking on the head while slowly working his shaft with her hand, staring up at him, her eyes locked on his entire time. As Billy’s cock got harder and harder, she gradually worked her lips further and further down his shaft until she was taking it halfway every time, her hand no longer in the mix.

  Once Billy’s cock was back to the point it had been before cumming the first time—rock-hard and sticking straight up—Sandra started mixing things up. She pulled her mouth off his cock and ran her tongue along the underside of it, licking it from his balls to the tip, maintaining eye contact all the while.

  “See?” Sandra said, smiling up at him. “I told you getting hard again wouldn’t be a problem.”

  “You were right,” Billy said.

  “I always am,” she said before going back to work on his cock, this time going after it with more intensity.

  As Billy looked on with amazement, Sandra took his whole cock in her mouth, bobbing her head up and down in fast, rhythmic pumps while her hand massaged his balls.

  After blowing Billy without pause for half a minute, Sandra dropped her head down one last time, but instead of pulling back up she held it there, deepthroating him with ease.

  She held his cock in her throat for at least 10 seconds before pulling her head back and letting it slide out of her mouth.

  “Holy shit,” Billy said, laughing under his breath.

  “You liked that, did you?”

  “I fucking loved it.”

  “Then you’re going to love this too,” she said.

  Sandra sat a little bit higher up, so her tits were practically touching Billy’s cock. She gathered up some saliva and spit it on his cock and worked it in with her hand, getting it all nice and slippery. Then she leaned forward and stuck his cock between her tits, squeezing them tight.

  “Oh my God,” Billy moaned as she started bouncing on his cock. “That feels so fucking good.”

  “I told you you’d like it,” Sandra said, smiling up at him.

  “And you were right again,” he said.

  “Of course I was,” she said.

  Sandra titty-fucked him like she’d done it hundreds of times—which she undoubtedly had—constantly letting saliva drip from her mouth, keeping things slick enough that his cock glided perfectly along her skin.

  Squeezing her tits tighter together, Sandra bounced up and down with more and more speed, the bottom of her tits smacking the top of his legs with a fleshy sound at the tail end of every thrust.

  Billy watched, mesmerized as the tip of his cock poked out from behind her tits, practically touching the bottom of her chin, only to disappear again a half second later as she continued titty-fucking him.

  Billy was shocked to feel another feel another orgasm coming on. He never even come twice in one day before, let alone within minutes of each other. He still had a little ways to go, but it wouldn’t be long at all before he got there.

  As if able to read his mind, Sandra released his cock from between her tits. But instead of giving him a chance to gather himself, she immediately popped the head of his cock into her mouth and started sucking on it while her hand worked his shaft.

  It wasn’t long before she was taking his cock halfway down, her head bouncing up and down more quickly while her hand released the shaft of his cock and wandered down to play with his balls.

  Looking up at Billy the whole time, Sandra went after his cock with more urgency, making his cock completely disappear with every pump, her hair flying everywhere while wet, gagging sound escaped from her throat and her fingers gently caressed his balls.

  Billy realized he was about to cum and tried to pull away.

  “Where do you think you’re going?” Sandra asked, letting his cock slip out of her mouth and grabbing ahold of it with her hand.

  “I’m trying to take a little break before I cum again,” Billy said.

  “What’s wrong with cumming again?” Sandra said, taking a moment to run her tongue up the underside of his cock before continuing. “Sometimes expending two bullets is better than one. Especially for someone as wound up as you are.”

  “But I haven’t even got to fuck you yet,” Billy said.

  “Don’t worry, there will be plenty of time for that,” Sandra smacked his cock against her cheek a couple of times. “We’ve still got more than half an hour left.”

  “But I
’ll know if I’ll be able to get it up a third time.”

  “You will,” Sandra said. “I guarantee it. Now just sit back and relax and let me do my thing.”

  She scooted her legs back, giving Billy a better view of her plump, round ass and dropping her head a little further down. Then she took his balls in her mouth and started to suck on them while her hand stroked his cock.

  “Oh, all right,” Billy said, giving in to her demands. “If you insist.”

  Sandra played with his balls for a little while, licking and gurgling them, taking them both in her mouth and pulling down on his sack while she continued jerking him off, tightening his skin and increasing the sensitivity.

  “Holy shit,” Billy said, his entire body on edge, his hands curled up into fists. “I don’t know how much more I can handle.”

  Taking this as a cue, Sandra released his balls with her mouth and went back to blowing him proper, her lips moving up and down on his cock while her hand followed, working his shaft in perfect harmony with her mouth.

  “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Billy said under his breath as he quickly climbed towards another orgasm. “I can’t believe I’m gonna fucking cum again!”

  Sandra continued blowing him, her eyes locked on his, her mouth engulfing his cock, making it disappear, the copious amounts of saliva allowing her to glide over his cock with just the right amount of pressure.

  And then Billy was there, his body bucking beneath Sandra as a bolt of electricity shot down his spine and his cock released it’s bounty for the second time that evening. It was shorter than the first time but more intense, almost painful.

  Sandra pulled her mouth of his cock at the last possible moment, her hand still jerking him off as he came, sending his milky white sperm shooting all over her tits and stomach.

  As Billy wound down, Sandra smacked his cock against her tits a couple times, laughing softly as he flinched. Then she took his cock in her mouth, sucking on the tip of it, drawing every last drop from it.

  “Holy shit,” Billy said, flopping back onto the couch.

  “That was good, huh?” Sandra asked.

  “Hell yes.”

  “Better than the first time.”

  Smiling, Billy nodded.

  “Just wait until the next one,” Sandra said.

  “I don’t know if I can get it up again, let alone cum again.”

  “I thought we already talked about that,” she said. “It won’t be a problem, trust me.”

  “I don’t know . . .” Billy started.

  “Have I let you down yet?” Sandra asked.

  “No, I guess you haven’t.”

  “What makes you think I’m going to start now?”

  “Good point,” Billy said.

  Sandra stood up and held out her hand. “Come on, get up.”

  “Where are we going?”

  “You’ll see.”

  Billy took Sandra’s hand and allowed her to help him up. She led him into the bathroom and turned on the shower.

  “A little wake-up call,” she said, climbing in after it had warmed up. “Have you ever showered with a woman before?”

  Billy shook his head.

  “It’s all about the feel of things,” Sandra said as the water poured over her. “Just touching the other person while they’re all wet. Their hair, their bodies, and especially their skin. Go ahead. Feel free.”

  Billy rubbed his hands on her skin, starting with her shoulders and moving down her arms. The water made her skin exponentially smoother, almost like oil. He rubbed her tits, her belly, her thighs. She returned the favor, running her hands through his wet hair, over his chest, down to his asscheeks.

  “It doesn’t have to be overtly sexual,” Sandra said, turning around, giving him her back. “Just think of it as foreplay. Getting yourself warmed up for round three.”

  Billy ran his hands down her back, over her hips. He grabbed her round ass and gave it a squeeze. Sandra moaned softly. His breath growing more rapid and his cock—to his everlasting amazement—already showing signs of life, he squeezed them a little more firmly.

  It wasn’t long before Billy was pressing his body up against Sandra, his chest against her back, his cock pushing up against her ass while his hands explored her incredible tits, rubbing and groping them and tweaking her nipples.

  “See?” Sandra whispered, turning her head to the side. “I told you it wouldn’t be a problem.”

  “And you were right,” Billy said, his cock rock-hard for the third time in less than an hour. “Again.”

  “And now, when you fuck me proper, you’ll last even longer because you’ve already expended two bullets.”

  “I don’t know how long I’ll last,” Billy said. “You’ve got me all riled up.”

  “Well, it’ll be longer than you would have otherwise,” Sandra said, offering him a wicked smile.

  Billy had no doubt she was right. He wouldn’t have lasted more than five seconds inside her to start the evening. Now he might actually be able to last a minute or two. If he was lucky. But it was still better than the alternative.

  “Speaking of which,” Sandra said, shutting off the water. “Let’s get started.”

  She grabbed his hand and led him out of the shower. After they quickly dried themselves off, Sandra took Billy by the cock and led him over to the bed.

  “I’m not going to waste any more of your erection sucking your cock,” she said as she dropped onto the bed. She was lying on her back, her legs spread open, her pussy staring Billy right in the face as he stood there, dumbfounded, just looking at her.

  Sandra slipped two fingers inside her pussy and started playing around in there, getting herself nice and wet. “I want you to come over here and stick that hard cock of yours in my soaking wet pussy and fuck me until you can’t take it anymore,” she said. “And then I want you to cum inside me. Can you handle that?”

  Unable to speak, Billy just nodded.

  “Then come on over here,” Sandra said, beckoning him over.

  Billy didn’t need to be told twice. He climbed onto the bed and slid his body up until he was between Sandra’s legs. Unable to resist her any longer, he grabbed ahold of his cock and slid it into her pussy.

  Entering Sandra was like slipping into a pool of exotic oil. Moist and slippery and warm, her pussy swallowed his cock utterly and completely, caressing it like a long-lost soul mate.

  Billy’s breath rate quickened as he moved against her, his cock sliding deeper and deeper into her pussy of it’s own accord, his thrusts moving faster and faster as his body started operating solely on instinct.

  “Just like that,” Sandra said, her voice soft and serious, her eyes locked on his. “You feel so fucking good inside of me.”

  She wrapped her arms around the back of Billy’s neck and pulled his head down towards hers. While he continued moving against her, Sandra pressed her lips against his and started exploring his mouth with her tongue.

  Kissing Sandra while fucking her took Billy’s excitement to a whole different level. He wasn’t sure exactly why but there was no denying it. It was extremely sensual, almost unbearably so.

  As if able to read Billy’s mind, Sandra released her hold on him. He lifted his head up, breaking their kiss and allowing himself to gain a little bit of control once again, hopefully putting off his impending orgasm for at least a little while longer.

  Sandra was moving her body against Billy’s now, pushing her hips forward as his drove down, forcing his cock deeper inside her pussy. They had reached a good rhythm, their bodies moving in time with each other like they’d done this a hundred times before.

  Billy closed his eyes and tried to concentrate on something else, but it was impossible. Sandra simply felt too good. She demanded all his attention. He was torn between wanting to cum and wanting to make things last longer. But in the end, nature won. It was in his DNA to expel his seed, and despite his desire to hold out as long as possible, he was right on the verge of finishing.

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p; Sandra must have seen it in his face, as she nodded her head, her eyes locked on his. “Cum inside me,” she said, her voice an alluring combination of sweetness and desire. “I want to feel your warmth spreading inside me.”

  Hearing her talk like that was the final straw. Billy slammed his cock into her a couple more times, giving it to her harder than he had all night, and then his body tensed for a couple nearly unbearable seconds before releasing in a rush, sending his sperm shooting out of his cock and into Sandra’s wet warmth.

  “Holy fucking shit,” Billy said as he spasmed against her, his body shaking as he expelled his essence for the third time in less than an hour. The orgasm was less intense than the other two, yet somehow better, more meaningful, perhaps because it had come while actually having intercourse.

  Once Billy’s cock was completely drained, he laughed softly and shook his head before letting his cock slip out of Sandra’s pussy for the final time. He rolled off her and dropped down to the bed, lying on his back next to her, his breath quick and ragged.

  “So?” Sandra asked, turning to look at him. “Did you have a good time?”

  “That’s putting it lightly,” Billy said. “I don’t think I’ve ever cum three times in a week, let alone an hour.”

  “That’s no easy feat,” she said. “Let me tell you.”

  “Sorry they were all so quick.”

  “Don’t be,” Sandra said. “It doesn’t really matter how long you last if you can go multiple times. Of course, if you want to really please a girl, you’ll have to learn a few new tricks.”

  “Yeah, I kind of figured that,” Billy replied. “The biggest problem is just getting the opportunity.”

  “That’s the easy part,” she said. “Opportunity is never more than a phone call away. Assuming you can afford the charges, of course. Which aren’t really all that much, actually, considering the lack of auxiliary expenses.”

  “What do you mean by that?”

  “Think about how much it costs for dinner and a movie these days,” Sandra said. “Plus a couple drinks at the bar. For what? A chance at maybe getting in the sack with someone? For pretty much the same price you can get a guaranteed result. And with someone who knows what they’re doing on top of that.”