It was supposed to be a quick fix, just hard fucking; his penis sure was rearing to go. I spread my legs open, heels pointing in the air - I wanted him to drive in hard and deep. He didn't disappoint. With unerring aim he penetrated me, stirring a ghost of an orgasm - I drew in a sharp breath and my eyes rolled back. When I recovered, I saw his face, an inch above mine, his eyes had lost the mad hunger for satiety. Instead there was something else... Something more.
He leaned into kiss me; his pubes caressed my clit while his penis throbbed deep inside me. The kiss burned me, making me even hotter. His rock hard chest crushed my tits, and his back curved to fit his midsection with my abdomen. The kiss was intoxicating like no other that it nearly managed to distract me from what I was after - a release.
I clawed his back to remind him of his duty but it did nothing to deter him. He brought his hands up and ran his fingers through my hair holding my head by my temples. He drew out my tongue and sucked on it; an echo of what my vagina was doing to his penis. He pulsed against my walls even as I tried to crush him, draw him in.
At long last he broke the kiss and withdrew so that he was just inside me. It was a slow and slick; his thick head bumped along all my ridges before resting at my entrance, stretching it a little wider than his shaft did. Finally, I thought, for some real fucking.
I was surprised when he sank into me with the same, slow tortuous motion. This time though his pubes brushed against my clit as he went in, setting ripples racing through my abdomen. I turned my head to my right, dazed from the heat and pleasure. He inhaled deep along the length of my neck, his hot breath washing over me before his mouth clamped down on my neck, sucking and licking the tender flesh there. His right hand let go of my hair and reached down in between us and made a small swipe where we were fused together and he pulled his fingers away. I watched the glistening fingers as he breathed in the tangy scent. he locked gaze with me and sucked the love potion soaked fingers. He moaned.
"What are you doing to me?"
That was my line, but I didn't begrudge him that. And then it began, the steady pumping of his penis into my sopping sex. I wrapped my legs around his back and held on hard as he worked at burying us both into the mattress.
The heat of friction was scorching, especially at my clit. I was nearly there but without any warning he rose up on his knees, lifting me along with him. I yelped.
"I won't let go," he said.
I wasn't going to let go either. Somehow he found enough room to pump into me in that position. His arms moved down to cup my bottom and he squeezed my cheeks in his hands. I clenched my PCs hard and returned the favour. He used the support beneath my bottom to bounce me a few times before he sank on to his heels.
He was breathing hard. I took over and went jack-hammer on him. I had to lean back to give me the right angle. It allowed him to take my nipple into his hot mouth. It sent me over and I clamped down on him, squeezing him, drenching him. My muscles convulsed from the assault of pleasure firing from the ends of my nerves. Within moments I was reduced to a slack, semi-conscious sack of flesh. I leaned back into the bed to rest my tired body and ride the dampening wave of orgasm.
He wasn't finished yet. He lowered himself on to me once again and started to pump - it was a sedate fuck. His penis moved in time with the weakening pulse of my climax, prolonging the bliss longer. His mouth found my neck and he licked the mild sweat that coated my skin. He licked all the way up to my earlobe which he nibbled. It tickled and I squirmed around a bit. Somehow that triggered his own climax. I felt him shoot hot sperm into the bulb of the condom, his penis pulsed with each spurt.
He continued his languid motions till he began to shrink at which point he promptly withdrew out of me to avoid spilling his sperm inside me. I felt his absence, it was a cold longing, every inch of my skin demanded the heat that we created together. I watched him dump the knotted condom into the bin. I didn't realise how lithe he was until then.
We just fucked once and it seemed like it had lasted forever. I turned to lie on my side when he joined me back in the bed again and spooned me. His freshly dried and shrivelled up penis rested just below my tail bone, and in between the cheeks of my bottom. His sweat slick chest plastered to by back. I wanted another go.
Maybe he read my thoughts for his penis started to harden and probe me. I smiled before I reached out to grab another condom from the bedside table. Maybe something more wasn't bad after all.
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