Smut Extract

>Carefully, you aim yourself at your target before easing forward, inch by inch
>Eventually, you make contact, your tip becoming engulfed by your friend's moist folds
>Still wet and ready from your earlier feat of cunning linguistics, her entryway accommodates you easily
>You slip in slowly, making sure not to let Vinyl's passage peel your foreskin back too quickly
>Before too long, you work yourself in to the halfway point
>You rock your hips gently to start with, delivering a series of short, shallow strokes
>The goofy, distracting smirk she was giving you earlier has now all but faded
>Her expression is now a lot like yours, eyes half lidded, mouth barely open, her lips letting slip barely-audible murmurs of pleasure
>After a bit of work in Vinyl's shallows, you decide to surprise her
>Grabbing her shoulders, you suddenly ram yourself deep inside, burying yourself to the hilt
>"Oooohhh...!"
>Vinyl moans loudly as you go in hard
>"Do... more of that," she adds, mumbling
"O...okay..."
>You oblige, drawing out most of your length before re-burying it
>Repeating the process, you deliver a series of slow, deep, full-length thrusts
>You pound her slowly, feeling her delicate folds ensconce your length and caress your tip
>Then, you pick up the pace again, switching to shorter strokes at full depth
>You let yourself lose control for a bit, allowing your entire body to move as you approach your maximum speed
>Vinyl's nails begin to claw into your back as you move faster and faster
>Before you have a chance to climax, though, you find yourself running out of puff
>You decide to return to slower motions to regain your energy
>In response, Vinyl's arms switch from clawing to giving you a squeezing hug
"Am I... doing good so far?"
>Vinyl kisses you in response, arresting your motion for a bit. "Yeah," she answers, "keep going..."
"Okay."
>You start moving again, settling on a mid-speed, mid-length pace this time
>"Ahhh...!" Your friend lets another moan escape as her legs spread out further. "Like that... Just like that!"
>You nod, keeping it up
>Quickly, however, you realise this pace and approach isn't just hitting all of Vinyl's sweet spots
>It's also hitting yours