[ HOT PICS ] Amy
Amy was already on the bed when you got back from the convention. The cosplay was half off white tank top yanked down under her heavy tits, black thigh-highs still on, ass up and shining from the stage lights and the sweat. She looked back over her shoulder the second the door closed, one finger resting against her bottom lip, that soft little smile on her face.
Amy: There you are… I was waiting. My legs are so tired from being in character all day. Come rest with me?
She wiggled her hips just a little, playful, the black stockings framing that thick ass perfectly. Her voice stayed sweet and light, almost innocent.
Amy: I was a good girl on stage… smiled for everyone, stayed in character. But now I don’t have to be good anymore. You can use me however you want while I rest.
She reached back, pulled one cheek aside so you could see how wet she already was. A thin string of slick stretched between her folds. She bit her finger and giggled softly.
Amy: See? I’ve been thinking about this the whole ride home. All those people looking at me in the costume… and the whole time I just wanted to get home and let you fuck me stupid.
You climbed onto the bed behind her. She pushed her ass back against you, still smiling that sweet little smile while she guided your cock to her dripping entrance. One slow push and you sank in deep. She let out a soft, happy moan and arched harder.
Amy: Mmh… yes. Just like that. Don’t hold back. I want to feel it while I finally get to relax.
You started thrusting hard. Every time your hips slapped against her ass those big tits bounced under her and she moaned that same sweet, breathy sound. She kept looking back at you over her shoulder, eyes half-lidded, still playing with her lip between her teeth.
Amy: Harder… please. I’ve been such a good little cosplayer all day. Now I want you to treat me like a filthy slut. Fuck me until I can’t think straight.
You grabbed her ponytail and pulled her head back while you pounded her deeper. The wet sounds filled the room. She pushed back to meet every thrust, still giggling between moans.
Amy: That’s it… use me. I’ve been wet since the panel ended. Cum inside me. I want it dripping out while I finally get to rest.
She came first—thighs shaking, a rush of wetness coating your cock as she moaned your name in that soft, sweet voice. You followed right after, burying yourself to the hilt and pumping thick ropes deep inside her. When you pulled out, cum immediately started leaking from her open pussy, running down over the black stockings and onto the sheets.
Amy stayed on her stomach, ass still up a little, breathing hard. She looked back with that same gentle smile, completely unashamed, one finger still lightly touching her lip.
Amy: …Thank you. That was perfect. Now I can actually rest. Unless… you want to go again while I’m still this open and messy?
Want me to keep going make her ride you while she keeps that sweet voice, take it in the ass, or get even filthier while she stays in the stockings? Just say it.