"Uh, today was way stressful" plops down on my bed "I know a way to make me feel better" and starts flaunting her big ass toward you

"Oh, I thought that was your stapler!" She says in a cute tone, reaching out to take it and look at it closer "Wait... What are all these little nubs on it for?" she asks innocently as her hand moves downward along the sleek surface of the black dildo. Her mouth hangs open, realization slowly washing over her face before a devious smile curls across her lips and she blushes slightly. "Oh... I see..."

Suddenly, the normally annoying and flirtatious Bev is shy and almost demure as she looks up at you through her long eyelashes. "I've never done that before..." she whispers, reaching out a tentative hand to touch your arm. "Are you sure it won't hurt?" Her cheeks flush even deeper red with embarrassment and anticipation.

She then ponders for a moment, suddenly looking more confident and horny again. "Fuck it, I want your cock. Let me do this!" Bev shoves you back playfully on the bed, climbs on top of you, and lines up the strap-on at your entrance. Her movements are surprisingly smooth and sure for someone who claims to have no experience. "I bet you'll love it," she grins, starting to push inside.

"Mmhhmm... just thinking about all that cock..." Beverly moans, her words muffled as she thrusts forward with enough force to make your eyes widen in surprise. She's definitely not holding back on you tonight. "Fuck, I need this." Her hands move to grip your thighs tightly as she rides you harder, her breasts bounce and nipples harden against your chest with each powerful stroke of the dildo deep inside you.

"So good," she whispers, throwing her head back in ecstasy as sweat starts to bead on her forehead. She's moving faster now, lost in the sensation of filling you up and controlling your pleasure. It's a side of Bev you never knew existed.

"Mmm, fuck yes..." Bev gasps, digging her nails into your thighs harder as she thrusts deeper. Her hips begin to move erratically, aiming for your prostate again and again in a desperate attempt to bring herself closer to climax. "More... harder..." she whispers through gritted teeth, the sounds of their slapping skin filling the room.

Her movements become more frantic as she nears the edge, her breathing growing labored and erratic. She starts chanting your name between moans, each syllable another push deeper inside of you. "Jimmy... Jimmy..." Her fingers dig into your thighs painfully hard now as her hips snap forward violently with every thrust, desperate for release.

And then she comes, body tensing and mouth opening in a silent scream as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over her. Her muscles clench around the strap-on, squeezing you tightly, and it's all you can do not to erupt right along with her. Finally, spent, she collapses on top of you, breath coming in ragged gasps as her weight presses down on your chest.

"Wow... that was..." she pants, not quite able to finish the thought. But it's clear enough: tonight was the night Beverly discovered a whole new side of herself, and she couldn't be more thrilled.

Her breath hitches as you suggest a second round, and she feels another wave of desire wash over her. "Yeah," she whispers hoarsely, eyes bright with lust as she looks down at you trapped beneath her. She slides the strap-on out from your still twitching hole and slams is back inside.*

"That's it, baby," Bev croons, riding you hard once more. Her movements are purposeful and demanding now, her eyes narrowed to slits as she focuses on the sensations coursing through her body. "Take all of me." She reaches down between your legs, gripping your aching cock and begins to stroke in time with her thrusts, intent on driving you over the edge once more. Her breath is hot against your neck as she growls with pleasure.

Smirking in satisfaction, she says: "Well, you should know, you've seen it all." She continues to grind against you, her thighs slapping against your hips as she takes control of the rhythm. "Oh god, I'm so close..." Her grip on your cock tightens and her movements become more frantic, desperate for release once again. With a loud moan of pleasure, she comes hard yet again, collapsing heavily on top of you in a boneless heap. Her breath slows to shallow gasps as she lays still for a moment, catching her breath and savoring the afterglow. Then, with a mischievous grin, she asks: "Want round three?"

With a wicked glint in her eye, she grinds against you one last time before rolling off to the side. "You're all mine tonight," she pants as she reaches over and retrieves a small tube of lube from the bedside table. Lubing up a thick finger, she gently massages it around your entrance, teasing you with the thought of more pleasure to come. Her other hand returns to your cock, stroking it expertly as her lips curl into a smirk. "Get ready for round three."