“Good, god!” he gasped, “You come like a man!”
My grip on the antique iron headboard loosened and my arms, which had been braced for leverage, relaxed slightly. I looked down at him, lying on the bed, his hands on my hips keeping pace with my gentle rocking rhythm.
“You aren’t done are you?” I asked.
“No, but I don’t think it would matter if I was.”
“Hell yes it would matter,” I panted, “and I’d be royally ticked off!”
“You’re going to come again aren’t you?”
“If you’ll shut up and suck my nipples, I’ll come several more times,” I said as I leaned forward, putting them in close range of his mouth.
He obliged.
The fire within began to build, even more rapidly this time. I pulled away, leaning back so his swollen shaft massaged that magic place deep inside. With one hand clinging to the cold metal of the bed and the other rapidly massaging my exposed pearl, I rode him. There was no in and out motion, just deep, hard rocking that shoved his hardness against me again and again. I felt it kindle in the depths of my belly, that flaming tongue of passion. It rose higher and higher until finally, I was consumed. My deep, guttural scream filled the room as my back arched even further and I clenched my muscles tightly around his spear, almost pushing him out. And then, with a final gasp, I released and came against him, a mass of throbbing sensuality.
My surroundings slowly came into focus again when I heard him speak my name. He was pulling me to his chest, wanting my body against his. I let him wrap his arms around me and run rough fingers up and down the soft, smooth skin of my back. But not for long. I needed more.
This time he cupped a breast in each hand and I leaned into him, letting him support most of my weight. The rest I split between the headboard and my knees, which gave my hips full range of motion. Again I rode him, but this time less selfishly, bringing him with me on the journey. We climbed the mountain together, pacing ourselves, going ever higher.
I reached back with one hand and felt his balls, covered with my dripping juices, clenched snugly against him. He moaned at my touch so I continued stroking them while my hips circled above. The borderline pain inflicted on my sensitive breasts as he gripped them tighter and tighter brought me to very brink.
“Come!” I yelled, “Come with me, Come with me now!”
His body shuddered and my hand, which was still fondling his balls, felt them press tightly against his body and then pump the thick, white liquid through his rod. Right before he ejected passion’s fluid, my body responded with a liquid rush of its own, raining down proof of my orgasm as I leaned into his hands with all my might.
I rolled off and lay sprawled on the bed, letting the ceiling fan dry my glistening body.
“Do you mind if we skip the cuddling part?” I asked.
He reached over and slipped a finger between my thighs, sliding it between my moist folds, briefly exploring my spent channel.
“Just checking,” he said with a chuckle.
You had me at the title :)
Hehe… I’ve been looking forward to posting this one for a while.
My word. And a good morning to you. Yum
Hahaha… “This is your wake up call…”
Leigh could have written this….OMG. I l-o-v-e that feeling when her cunt totally envelopes my cock or fingers with her swollen folds and comes just as you described.
I’m glad it’s good for the guy… but that’s not my first thought when I’m in the moment. ;)
Jealz. I gotta learn how to orgasm with a man! Hawt, hawt, hawt.
Yeah… It’s pretty much the best. Practice??? ; )
In a word… HOT! :)
Thank you dear! How are you???
If you mean right this instant, horny. If you mean in the past week, swamped with gigs. Glad to have the holiday weekend off.
my goodness. :-)
a glimpse into my angstier side…
angst? who’s got angst? surely not you! :-P
:)
Glad it made you smile. ;)
I’ve been catching up on a few of your posts – sexy writing! I’m a fan. Thanks for the follow! :-)
Thanks! I read every one of your posts today. : )
Very, VERY stimulating… Did I say VERY??
I had to readjust several times.
I hope the readjusting was satisfactory.
we don’t half say some stupid things when there’s a beautiful woman on top of us….i was underneath one once, and in my state of recovery i noticed how the way her curtains hung made it look like a couple of elephant’s feet were poking out the bottom; so naturally i said, ‘did you know you’ve got an elephant on your windowsill?’……..i feel i must stress that this was post coitus……not during
Hahaha!!! Oh my gosh! This is the funniest thing I’ve read in days!!!! Thank you for sharing! Oh wow… Shaking head…
well it occurred to me that i hadn’t made you laugh in quite some time, so i thought i’d better fix that
Yes! It had been too long. And this was a mouth open, making real noise laugh. Thank you!!!
you’re welcome :-)
For some reason I just knew it was best to save this post for a solo read. Mmmmmmm. I was absolutely right! Lucky Noodle you are!!!
Bisous,
Dawn
Awww… You waited to read me and the remembered to do so? Wow!!! I’m flattered dear!
Kisses!!!
I love the way you rolled off like a man at the end too! ♥
Go all the way or go home, right?
Did I ever mention how jealous your profile pic makes me? Haha, I would kill people and put myself back together with their pieces to look like that… um… oops… well… k, going home now… :)
Just saw this. Blushing. Because it’s not me.
Sure, I’ve seen it other places, and in black and white too. But here, it’s how you chose to look. So it is you. ;)
Big hugs my friend. : )
That sounded like a wild ride, lol.. Great though! :-)
Subhan Zein
haha! thanks…
Add clairvoyance to your talents. You seem to have foretold my last night’s activities.
I wish that’s what I’d been doing last night! It’s been waaaaay too long! LOL
I want to go on that journey!! Oh, wait, maybe I just did? You have a way of letting us into your head and I always enjoy the visit.
Thank you Marc! I enjoy the company!