Shawn was indeed bigger than she expected. He stretched her in ways she hadn't felt before, and the sensation was both painful and pleasurable. She felt so full, so wonderfully full.
For Shawn, the feeling was even more intense. Her pussy was tight and hot, gripping his cock like a fucking virgin. The way her inner walls squeezed him made him want to pound into her harder, deeper.
But he held back, enjoying the sensation that was different from his mother and his girlfriend.
He looked up at Layra, watching as she adjusted to his size. Her face was flushed, her lips parted as she panted, and her eyes glazed with pleasure.
"Fuck... you feel amazing," Shawn groaned, his hands moving up to her breasts, squeezing and kneading them. "Your pussy is fucking tight."
Layra couldn't respond. She was too focused on the feeling of him inside her. She started to move, rolling her hips in slow, shallow thrusts, getting used to his girth.
Then, when she felt more comfortable, she began to ride him, lifting herself up and then sliding back down, taking him deep inside her with each movement.
Shawn watched her bouncing on his cock, her big breasts jiggling with each thrust, and felt a surge of pride. He loved seeing women like this, lost in pleasure, their bodies moving in rhythm with his. It was one of the best sights in the world.
"Yesss... that's it. Ride my cock, Layra. Let me see how much you love it." He encouraged her, his hands now on her hips, guiding her movements.
Layra followed his lead, picking up her pace. She leaned forward, her hands braced on his chest as she rode him harder, faster.
"Ahhh... ahhhh... yes... fuck... you're so big... Shawn. I love it... I love your cock... It's so much better... than my ex's." Her words were broken by moans and gasps, but the meaning was clear.
And Shawn loved hearing it. He loved knowing that he was better, that he was giving her pleasure she had never felt before.
"Then say it again, Layra. Tell me how much you love my cock." Shawn's fingers dug into her hips, his own thrusts meeting hers halfway.
Layra didn't hesitate. "I love it! I love your cock, Shawn! It's so good... so fucking good... ah... ah... I feel like I'm losing my mind... with your cock inside me."
"Fuck yeah... you're a dirty girl, aren't you? You love my cock so much you can't stop talking about it." Shawn smirked, enjoying the way she was talking. It made him want to fuck her even harder.
He suddenly rolled them over, pinning her beneath him. Layra gasped in surprise but quickly wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.
With a new position, Shawn began to pound into her, his hips moving in a relentless rhythm. Each thrust was powerful, driving his cock deep into her pussy, hitting all the right spots until it made her see stars.
Layra moaned loudly, her nails digging into his back as she held on to him. Her breasts bounced with each impact, and the pleasure built up inside her like a dam about to burst.
"Shawn... don't stop... I'm close... I'm so close... fuck... fuck me harder!" She begged, her voice hoarse from screaming.
Shawn wasn't about to disappoint her. He increased his pace, fucking her with all his strength. The feel of her tight pussy clenching around him, her screams of pleasure in his ear, her nails scratching his back... it all heightened his own pleasure, pushing him toward the edge.
He leaned down, his lips sucking her neck, his teeth scraping against her skin. "Come for me, Layra. Come all over my cock. I want to feel your pussy squeeze me when you cum."
Those words were all it took. Layra's body tensed, and then she shattered. Her orgasm crashed over her like a wave, her pussy clamping down on his cock as she screamed his name.
"Ahhhhhh! Shawn! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Fuuuuuuck!"
The feeling of her pussy pulsing around him was the sweetest torture, and with a few more hard thrusts, Shawn followed her over the edge.
"Fuck! I'm cumming too, Layra! Take it! Take all my cum!" He roared, burying his cock as deep as he could inside her before erupting. He filled her with hot spurts of his seed, his body shuddering with the intensity of his release.
For a long moment, they stayed like that, locked together, their bodies trembling with the aftershocks of their orgasms. Shawn's cock continued to twitch inside her, and Layra's inner walls kept squeezing him, milking every last drop of his cum.
Finally, when the pleasure subsided, Shawn collapsed on top of her, his face buried in her neck. Layra wrapped her arms around him, her fingers gently stroking his back.
They lay there, catching their breath, their bodies still joined in the most intimate way.
"That was... amazing," Layra whispered after a while, breaking the silence.
"Yeah, it was." Shawn lifted his head to look at her, a satisfied grin on his face. "But we're not done yet."
Layra raised an eyebrow at him, a confused smile on her lips. "What do you mean?"
Before she could ask anything else, Shawn kissed her. It was a deep, possessive kiss that left her breathless.
When he finally pulled away, he whispered against her lips, "I told you I would fuck you like I've been fantasizing. And my fantasies don't end with just one round."
As if to prove his point, Shawn started to move inside her again, his cock already hardening. Layra gasped at the sensation, feeling him fill her once more.
"Shawn... you're insatiable."
"I can't help it. You're too fucking hot, Layra. And I'm not done enjoying you."
With that, he flipped her over onto her stomach and pulled her hips up, positioning her on all fours. Layra, already lost to the pleasure, let him do as he pleased.