The credits rolled and the screen went black. I hit pause on the remote, the room suddenly quiet except for the low hum of the TV. My girlfriend Lena stretched on the couch beside me, her tank top riding up to show the soft curve of her stomach. We had just finished watching the end of Toy Story 2, the part where the toys make it home safe, and something about the relief in that ending had us both restless.
She turned to me with that look, the one that said she was already wet. "That movie always gets me going," she said, voice low. "All that tension and then the happy ending. Makes me want to fuck."
I didn't need more invitation. I pulled her onto my lap, hands sliding under her shirt to grab her tits. She moaned as I pinched her nipples, rolling them between my fingers until they were hard peaks. Lena ground down against my cock through my jeans, feeling how hard I already was.
"Take it out," she whispered. I unzipped and freed my dick, thick and throbbing. She wrapped her hand around it, stroking slow and firm, thumb smearing the precum over the head. "Fuck, you're leaking already."
She stood just long enough to shove her shorts and panties down, then climbed back on. Her pussy was slick and hot as she sank down onto me, taking every inch in one slow push. We both groaned at the stretch. She started riding, hips rolling in tight circles, her clit rubbing against me with every drop.
I grabbed her ass, spreading her cheeks so I could watch my cock disappear into her cunt. She was dripping down my balls, the wet sounds filling the room louder than the movie had been. Lena leaned forward, tits in my face, and I sucked one nipple hard while she bounced faster.
"Harder," she demanded. I thrust up to meet her, pounding into that tight heat. Her walls clenched around me, milking every stroke. She reached down to rub her clit, fingers working fast circles as she chased it.
We fucked like that for long minutes, the couch creaking under us. When she came, she bit my shoulder and shook, pussy pulsing and gushing around my dick. I flipped her onto her back on the cushions, hooked her legs over my shoulders, and drove in deep. The new angle made her scream. I hammered her until my own orgasm hit, shooting thick ropes inside her, filling her up until it leaked out around my cock.
We stayed locked together, breathing hard, the end of Toy Story 2 still frozen on the screen behind us. Lena smiled lazily, running her fingers through the mess between her legs. "Round two after the credits?" she asked.
I was already getting hard again inside her.
