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Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Carmen's Patriot Act - An Erotic Tale...

Carmen's Patriot Act - An Erotic Tale...

This had been a long time coming. My son was finally back in the states and was arriving home for a much welcomed visit. I hadn't seen him in 10 months and missed him. You see, he's a Marine and was in Iraq. His plane should be landing anytime and he should be here in about an hour. I'm trying to get the house straightened up ahead of time but I am interrupted by the phone. It's my son, he's at the airport, and wants to ask a favor. A Marine buddy flew in with him and was supposed to catch a connecting flight but it's been delayed until tomorrow. He wants to know if his buddy could spend the night here instead of sitting in the airport all night. Now I had a houseful of people but told him if his buddy didn't mind the couch, it would be fine with me. He said they'd grab a cab and be here soon.

When the doorbell rang forty-five minutes later I opened the door to see my son standing there and gave him a big hug. He stepped in and introduced me to his friend. Now this guy was the same age as my son, twenty-one, a little taller, very well built and so handsome it took my damn breath away. He smiled at me and thanked me for allowing him to stay. The rest of the evening was spent talking about Iraq and laughing about some of the things that went on here while he was gone. The whole time I found my gaze focusing on his friend and occasionally I thought I saw him looking back. I shook my head...it was happening again.

By midnight I decided to say my good nights and headed to bed. I fell asleep thinking about my son's friend. About two hours later I was awakened by a hand on my hip. It was my son's friend, I asked if there was a problem, did he need something. He leaned down to whisper in my ear and said, "Right now...I need you." I turned my head to look at him and he kissed me. Well, it was like my entire body short circuited and I started responding to the kiss. Our tongues danced together in each others mouths. My arms went around his shoulders and he laid down on the bed next to me. He started running his hand over my breasts, lightly squeezing each one. He didn't have a shirt on and I could feel his well defined muscles while I caressed his back. I couldn't believe I was doing this to my son's friend but I wasn't about to stop.

I let him take my shirt off and he began kissing and sucking my breasts. I slid my hand into the back of his shorts and grabbed his firm ass. His hand slid into my shorts and his fingers found my extremely wet pussy. I arched my back as he finger fucked me so he could put them in as far as possible. My hand was now in the front of his shorts stroking his long, hard dick . I couldn't wait any longer and started removing his shorts so I could see that huge piece of meat. I removed his hand from my pants so I could focus all my attention on what turn out to be the most incredible ten inches of dick I ever done seen.

I lowered my head down to take as much of him in my mouth as I could, I must have licked and sucked on him for ten minutes, totally enjoying every inch of him. The soft sounds he was making turned me on even more. I finally stopped and told him to eat my pussy. He positioned his face between my legs and slowly started teasing me with his tongue. Running it over my clit, back to my ass, sticking it deeply into my hole and back to my clit. Moans escaping from my mouth. He covered my entire area with his mouth as I came hard. He licked up every bit of my juices, savoring the taste.

He licked his way back up my body. I could feel the head of his dick touching my hole and my pussy began twitching. "Pound this pussy as fast and hard as you can," I tell him. He gladly obliged by thrusting himself deep inside me till I felt his balls hit my ass. He just kept whispering my name as he fucked me senseless. "Carmen...Carmen...damn you feel so good."

After five minutes of hard pounding he exploded all his hot juices deep inside me. He let loose one hell of a load because it immediately oozed out of me and down over my ass. I didn't think it would ever stop. He lay on top of me and I put my one foot on the bed next to his hip and pushed. We rolled over and now I was on top of him. His dick was still hard as hell so I started riding like there was no tomorrow. I reached back, grabbed his balls and rubbed them against my ass as I grinded my pussy on him. I orgasmed once again and he exploded inside me for the second time. I lay my sweaty body down on his and we kissed deeply.

A couple of hours later we awoke and he went back downstairs before my son woke up. In the morning, his cab arrived and we said good-bye. He thanked me again for letting him stay and hugged me. I never did tell him I wasn't on birth control and frankly if I got pregnant, it was worth it.

After I closed the door, my son looked at me, smiled and said, "Damn mom, you sure do know how to do your part for our troops!" "Your bed was ROCKIN' last night," he added. I could feel the heat rise to my face and I know I must have turned red as I shrugged, turned and walked away with a big smile on my face.

Carmen Dearest - An Erotic Tale...

Carmen Dearest - An Erotic Tale...

My oldest daughter who's twenty-one moved back into my home temporarily six months ago. During this time she started dating a guy who's now nineteen and going to college. He lives on campus all week but is close enough to spend the weekends here with her. Since she is sharing a bedroom with her toddler sister I don't allow her boyfriend to sleep upstairs with her, not that I'm worried about them having sex because my daughter wants to wait until she's married, but because I don't want them bothering her sister while she's sleeping.

During the warmer weather I insisted he sleep on our back porch on one of the two benches out there since I didn't trust him to stay downstairs. My daughter slept out there with him most of the time. Now that the weather is colder and I've gotten to know him better, plus the fact they recently became engaged, I started letting him sleep in the living room. I've gotten comfortable enough with him to joke around with him, sometimes the teasing turns sexual, but always with a limit. I just make sure that he never knows if I might be serious or not, Just to keep him guessing.

I deliver a daily newspaper and get up at four in the morning to get them done on time. With turning on the light and the noise of getting the papers ready, I don't understand how he can get any quality sleep. Some mornings my papers are dropped off late and I'm stuck sitting down there waiting for them. It's a bit uncomfortable sitting there with her fiance sleeping on the chair.

Where are my manners? My name is Carmen. I'm in my forties and I don't have a steady man in my life right now. So naturally, loneliness hits me quite often. Sex is only occasional and not with anyone more than once.  I'm what you might call a "cougar." I don't date or fuck men my age, they do nothing for me. I exercise regularly, keeping my body up to par with girls in their 20s. I relish the stares I receive from young men. They all secretly have fantasies of being pleasured by an older woman...I simply make them come true...and get good, young dick in the process. Young men have stamina, they have no need for Viagra and they can keep up with me physically.

Recently I noticed during the time I'm sitting, waiting for my papers, I glance at my daughter's fiance and fantasize about being with him. The fantasies really get to me sometimes. I know I wouldn't do anything in real life with him, at least I didn't think I would.

This morning I awoke from a very sensual dream and was extremely horny. I got stuck waiting for my papers and to pass the time I reran the dream over in my head. My daughter's fiance was sound asleep as I got my papers ready to deliver. I couldn't help glancing at him occasionally wondering how good he would be in bed. After I left I tried to clear that thought out of my mind as I did the papers. It didn't work.

When I got home, after putting the paper supplies away, I went to go back upstairs to bed. I glanced over at my daughter's fiance and the temptation started getting to me. I walked over to the chair he was sleeping in. He was in a regular sitting position and I stood in front of him. I tried to tell myself this was wrong and I should just go to bed, but I couldn't get myself to move away, my hormones were on overdrive and MY PUSSY WAS ON FIRE!

I opened my jeans and started fingering myself. When I was wet enough I opened his pants very carefully as not to wake him yet. I pushed my jeans down to my ankles and pulled my shirt up. I figured I was actually helping my daughter! If her husband-to-be had a small dick or couldn't fuck, I could look out for her and tell her he simply wasn't the man for her. I couldn't have my baby marrying a man who couldn't fulfill her needs sexually, right? EXACTLY! I'm simply doing my duty as a mother...

I slowly removed his dick from his pants and took it in my mouth. I sucked on him till he was as hard as a rock. At this time he woke up, so I placed my one finger in front of my lips to indicate that he should be quiet. "You can't have my daughter...if you can't make me feel good. Can you make me feel good? Make Carmen feel good baby..." I straddled his lap and kissed him full on the lips as deeply as I could, thrusting my tongue deep into his mouth. I didn't want to give him a chance to push me away. He didn't look like he was going to anyway.

As I kissed him, our tongues dancing together, I ran my one hand down his chest to his throbbing dick and grabbed the base of it. I rubbed it against my slit and placed it between my very wet pussy lips. I lowered myself onto him and started grinding away. I pulled his face to my titties so he could suck them. He looked at me first, wondering if he should let this continue, then took one of my nipples into his mouth. He sucked them hungrily as moans and grunts escaped our lips. Losing control, I rode him fast and hard until we both exploded with intense orgasms. I collapsed against him, our sweaty bodies heaving as we try to regain our normal breathing.

I remained sitting on him with him inside me, feeling his hot juices run out of me and puddling between us. I leaned down and kissed him one last time, smiled, and got up. I pulled down my shirt and closed my pants. I gave him some Kleenex to clean himself with, then I told him, "I'm ready, willing and able anytime you want the pussy my daughter isn't willing to provide...just let me know." I turned and went up to bed. As I laid there, I thought about what had just happened. I knew this was going to make things awkward between us, but now he knew that if he needed the relief my daughter wasn't giving him, he could turn to me.

I will make sure it never happens again once I become his mother-in-law, but until then, I'm going to enjoy having young dick on the regular.

Friday, April 16, 2010

Turn Me On...Then Turn Me Out! - An Erotic Tale...

Turn Me On...Then Turn Me Out! - An Erotic Tale...

This one is for Jasmine...and all my "Coochi Snorchers" (Vagina Monologues fans get it!!! LOL!) out there! It wasn't easy (Cause I don't know a damn thang about lesbian erotica!!! Penis is definitely MY GLORY! LOL!) but I did it and I hope you approve!!! I LOVE YOU GUYS SO LEMME KNOW WHATCHA THINK!!! Here goes...Enjoy!

I guess for awhile I was one of those "make-out" girls. You know, the ones that get a little tipsy and make out with a girlfriend at a club or something. Of course I'd given some thought to doing more, but I never made any moves to do so. Thank god Sasha came along!

I met Sasha through a friend and immediately thought she was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen. She had flawlessly tanned skin, sexy brown eyes, and long brown hair down to her perfect, deliciously phat ass. There's something more to her than just beauty. Her eyes seem to look straight through you.

We had started hanging out a bit, going shopping where I'd have her try on things that I'd never be brave enough to wear. "God, she looked hot in that vinyl corset!," I thought. It surprised me, but when I watched her try it on, I felt my pussy getting moist. And it secretly drove me crazy when she playfully bended over and shook her ass in that miniskirt like the bitches in the videos! That's when it hit me; I wanted to fuck this girl, to feel her hands all over my body, to suck on her beautiful breasts and lay naked together on her bed. I didn't tell her because I was too nervous. Kissing a girl and sleeping with one are two very different things.

Sasha invited me over to watch movies one evening. It was the first evening we were spending in together, and I swear, my panties were damp before I even made it through her front door. She greeted me with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. The hug was different than her usual greeting. She pulled me close, pressed her tits on mine, and held me for a bit longer than normal. My knees weakened as I returned her embrace. "What the fuck is going on?," I wondered.

We sat silently watching some comedy on TV. I don't even remember what it was because I was so turned on by Sasha sitting next to me. She was wearing a low cut camisole which showed off her perky, round breasts. They were almost hypnotic as they rose and fell with her breathing. About halfway through the movie, she snapped off the TV. I blinked, snapped out of my daydreaming and looked at her. She fixed me with one of her direct stares.

"Are we going to cut the bullshit, Danielle?" My pulse quickened as I asked what she meant. "You know exactly what I mean. Don't think I don't notice how you look at me." And with that (very accurate) accusation, Sasha leaned forward and pressed her lips on mine. I stiffened in surprise at first, then melted into the kiss. It grew deeper and we swirled our tongues together.

"Wow!," I murmured softly. She smiled at me and kissed me again, then trailed her lips down to my neck. "Mmmm....you found my hot spot..." I said, and she licked and kissed all over my neck and shoulders. I responded with a moan and she straddled my lap.

"Go ahead...touch me anywhere," she encouraged. She took my hands in hers and guided them up her waist and onto her tits. They felt full and soft in my hands as I gently massaged them. I was growing more comfortable with the situation and pulled her camisole off over her head. I was left with the sexy sight of her titties staring me right in the face.

"Can I kiss them?" She leaned forward bringing those beautiful nipples closer. I licked the right one, then the left. I felt her hands unbuttoning my shirt and start to play with my nipples. I moaned again, my mouth full of her. I loved the way she felt and sucked harder. My clit was throbbing as she nibbled on my ear while rubbing my breasts.

"Come on!," she commanded. She slid off my lap, grabbed my hand, and pulled me into her bedroom. We stood there for a bit, making out and groping each other like crazy. "Take your fucking clothes off...get totally naked for me!," she whispered seductively. I obliged, stepping out of my jeans and panties while she shed her pajama bottoms, no panties there to worry about.

All She Needed Was The Right Girl To Turn Her On...Then Turn Her Out!

"Wait, I've never actually had sex with a girl before!" I confessed. She laughed softly and licked my neck again.

"Does it look like I care?," she responded and pushed me gently onto the back. She mounted me and plunged her tongue back into my mouth, our breasts rubbing together. I was so hot at this point I thought I was going to explode. Sasha kissed her way down my body and started nibbling my inner thighs. I closed my eyes in anticipation as I felt her tiny, delicate fingers part my pussy lips.

"OH!," I gasped as she started licking my juicy clit. She circled it with her tongue, teasing it until I was obviously in an intense state of excitement. Then the naughty bitch raised her head and mockingly asked if I wanted more. "OH GOD...don't stop! Don't you fuckin' dare stop!" My hips were moving up and down trying to reach her tongue.

"You want me to lick your fuckin' pussy? You want me to push my fingers in and out of that wetness?" She taunted me in a low voice until I was about to physically cram her face back into my pussy. She bent her head again and resumed licking my slit up and down and slipped two fingers inside me.

"Oh yesss....just like that! Don't stop! Suck my pussy!" I yelled, writhing furiously. She continued licking and fingering me until I felt myself about to come. "OH yes, oh YES, I'm CUMMING, I'm CUMMING!" I screamed as I felt my orgasm rip through my body. As I grew calmer, she moved up my body and french kissed me so I could taste my juices in her mouth. "Sit on my face...I wanna taste you..." I whispered. I had lost all nervousness even though I was about to eat my first pussy. There's no way I could let her give me an orgasm like that without repaying her generosity!

Sasha slid her hips up until her glistening pussy was poised right above my face. I took a second to admire her slick, pink petals. Holding her slender thighs, I took my first taste of her. I liked it! As a matter of fact, I LOVED it! I started slowly at first, teasing her, not quite touching her clit. I felt her legs start to tremble and heard her moan with pleasure. I darted my tongue in and out of her hole for a minute, her wetness spreading to my face.

"Oh harder!," she whimpered as I finally moved my tongue up and firmly pressed it against her clit. I licked faster at her pink bud, enjoying listening to her moans of pleasure. I liked watching her titties heaving from my angle as she gasped for more. I slid my fingers up her pussy and pumped them in and out while I worked her clit. Her hips were moving back and forth, almost ramming her sweet pussy into my face. Her breath was quickening now and I knew she was close to orgasm. I pressed my fingers into her G-spot while I licked and felt her spasm.

"OH fuck, oh FUCK, lick ME, lick ME, lick ME!!!" She was going crazy while I lapped up all her cream. "Don't stop, I'm CUMMING!" She came hard, cussing like a sailor, which just turned me on even more. I slowed my tongue as her orgasm subsided and she slid off my face and lay down next to me. We smiled at each other and kissed, enjoying the flavor of our combined pussy juices.

"That shit was bananas! I loved it..." I told her honestly. She grinned at me mischievously and I knew she had been planning it for some time now.

"Me too, girl," she replied as she playfully slapped my ass.

We drifted off to sleep, nestled naked together in her bed. I don't think we slept for more than a few hours when I woke up to feel Sasha sliding her hand up and down the entire length of my body. I felt myself getting hot all over again! She was spooning me and reached over my side to cup my breast in her hand. I felt a small bite on the neck along with her warm breath. Fully awake now, I rolled over and started kissing her.

Our making out session quickly heated up as we ran our hands all over each other. She started rubbing my pussy with the palm of her hand, which got pretty lubricated from my wet juices.

"I want to fuck you," she said, looking me in the eyes. I nodded eagerly, not quite understanding what she meant, but trusting her completely. She straddled my hips and lowered hers until our pussies were on top of each other. Peeling open both our pussy lips, she moved around until our clits were touching. She started rubbing her pussy on mine and it felt so fucking good! I had never even thought to try this, but I loved the way our slippery clits collided as we bucked our hips. Our breathing grew heavier and our titties bounced like crazy as we fucked each other like wild animals. It certainly didn't take long for us to cum together, gasping and moaning all the while.

We fell asleep with our legs and arms intertwined and enjoyed a steamy, hot shower the next morning. But that's a whole other story...DEFINITELY a whole other story! Until next time...

Thursday, April 15, 2010

The Pumper - An Erotic Tale...

The Pumper - An Erotic Tale...

I pulled my truck into the gas station. It was one of those that stood on the brink of disrepair. It was closing down as I stopped the truck next to the pumps and jumped out. The pump attendant came out of the garage, wiping his hands on a greasy red rag. He eyed my truck with appreciation, then turned the same gaze onto me. I narrowed my eyes, pumpers are a dime a dozen.

"Just about to close for the night ma'am, but I can go ahead and fill her up for you." He had the sexiest voice, deep, but not too deep, a little bit husky and with a nice slow drawl.

"Him," I stated flatly.

"What?"

"My truck is not a her, it's a him."

"Oh." He smiled and drew closer. I wondered if he ever did anything in a hurry. "Nice truck."

"Thank you. Premium please."

The pumper pushed his hat a little bit farther up on his head and started pumping the gas. I popped the hood of the truck, then walked slowly around it, lightly tracing my fingers through the light film of dirt on the surface, checking the tires. I almost ran into him at the front of the truck. He reached out and put his hands on my arms to keep me from stumbling. "Sorry ma'am."

"It's okay." I looked up into his face for the first time, then climbed onto the pipes of the bumper and stood in the winch well. I leaned into the engine well and checked the fluids with practiced ease. When I looked behind me I noticed the pumper was staring at my ass. I added half a quart of the oil I'd been reaching for and stood up. After a visual inspection of the engine for anything out of the ordinary, I slammed the hood and climbed down.

"See you're from out of state, what brings you through here?"

"The highway." I said flatly as I pointed at the road on the other side of my truck.

"Oh," He said, then lowered the brim of his fitted  and returned to the pump. I laughed at myself, realizing how incredibly rude I was being.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to be snappish. Its been a long day and an even longer drive. I'm hot and dirty and my truck is hot and dirty too." I smiled at him as I apologized. He smiled back and pushed his cap back up. Looking at him again, I thought he was a bit more than the average pumper. I'd seen guys that looked like he did in male underwear catalogs. "'S'okay ma'am. We don't get many travelers down this way. Most people stay on the interstate and go to those fancy truckstops. They got those big cafes, modern pumps, showers and stuff."

"I like to travel off the beaten path. There is more to this world than the interstate."

He laughed. "You can't get any more off the beaten path than here."

The nozzle of the pump clicked. He spent the next few minutes finishing business and accepting payment for the gas. He handed me my change and receipt with a half smile. "If you aren't in much of a hurry, I was just headin' down to the cafe for dinner. I'd really like it if you'd join me."

Calling myself all kinds of stupid, I accepted his invitation. Instead of regretting it like I knew I would, I spent the next two hours sitting in a booth across from him actually thoroughly enjoying his company. We finally left when they kicked us out to close. I climbed into my truck, but felt oddly reluctant to close the door and leave.

He touched my hand as it hung on the opened window. "It's late to be out driving. We don't have a hotel here. There's one up the road a little, but if you like, I have a spare couch you could use. I'd hate to see a lady like you out on the road at night. I promise I'm not crazy or nothin'."

I discovered I could breach even higher levels of sheer idiocy. I found myself smiling and accepting his invitation after a mini-protest that it would cause him to too much trouble. He informed me that he lived alone in a small house off by itself, he claimed that it would be no trouble at all.

He lived in a small clapboard house with a single bedroom and a large front porch with a swing on it. Unlike his greasy coveralls, his house was impeccably clean. I pulled my truck in behind his car and hopped out with my bag. I looked around at the lawn as he led the way inside, apologizing for the mess. There were a few dirty dishes and he stuffed clothes in all manner of hiding places as we went inside. I wasn't paying much attention to his home, I was more interested in trying to see the shape of his ass in the shapeless coveralls. Something gave me the distinct impression that he had a body I'd appreciate. Down girl, I sternly ordered myself and tried to suppress the sudden sexual heat.

He let me have the shower first. Having some consideration, not to mention a fresh case of the hornies that needed to be dealt with, I took a relatively cold shower. It felt so good to be clean and in fresh clothes. I sat on the couch and combed my fingers through my hair while he took over the bathroom. I folded my dirty clothes and stuffed them into the bag, then froze. Jeans, shirt, bra, socks, shoes......no panties. I tore through my clothes and realized I'd left them hanging from the door knob after I'd rinsed them out. Oh no! I snuck back to the bathroom and listened at the door for a few minutes. Dead silence.

I assumed that he wasn't in there and went in. I was wrong. He was standing in the bathtub, completely naked, staring at my undies in al of his chocolated splendor. He didn't notice me right off, his attention riveted on the small scrap of silk and lace in his hands. I froze and my jaw dropped in shocked. He had an erection. My nipples hardened as sudden arousal gripped me. It was incredibly exciting to know that my underwear was turning him on. I must have gasped or made some noise because he turned abruptly and caught me staring at his dick. We stared at each other for what seemed like forever before he broke the spell and held my underwear out to me.

I wrenched my eyes from his midsection and met his stare. His expression was intense, hot, and heavy. Our eyes locked and I knew that if anything was going to happen I would have to make the first move. I continued to stare at him while I made up my mind. Who the hell was I kidding? There was nothing to be made up, I already knew what I wanted.

I took the few steps to him very slowly, not breaking eye contact. I lifted my hand just as deliberately and took my underwear from him. I dropped it on the floor beside me, then splayed my fingers on his stomach, feeling his muscles jerk under my fingers.

"Thank God," he said in a heartfelt murmur, then sunk his fingers into my hair and pulled me against him. Seconds later his mouth was on mine and I was tasting his tongue. I groaned and leaned into him. "You sure?"

"Positive." And just so there would be no question, "I want you now."

"Thank God," he groaned again, then helped me remove the t-shirt and sweats I'd pulled on. He backed into the shower and pulled me with him.

This shower was hot, hotter than any shower I could ever remember taking. He was as slow at showering as he was at walking and talking. He covered his fingers in soap and slowly rubbed it over every inch of skin, probing every crack and crevice. The rough pads of his calloused fingers made goosebumps rise in his wake. Taking the soap, I returned the favor. I didn't have any callouses, so I used my fingernails instead. He must have liked the feeling of my nails running lightly over his skin because he started groaning.

I couldn't resist it anymore, I stuck my tongue out and licked the water off of his chest.

"Oh fuck!" He started scrubbing the soap off of himself as fast as he could. I ran my fingers down his ribcage and delicately nibbled on his nipple. Mmm. I reached around behind him and grabbed his ass with both hands. I slowly slid to my knees, licking down his chest and stomach, brushing the front of my body against his legs.

His erection brushed against my cheek. I turned my head and opened my mouth. Above me, he said something unintelligible and slid his fingers into my hair. I slipped my tongue underneath the shaft and tested the weight of it. Running my tongue along the length from base to tip, I opened my mouth wider and took the head into my mouth. I licked away the drops of precum that greeted me before slowly sliding half of the shaft into my mouth, until it rubbed the back of my throat. I pulled my head backwards, sucking on his thick dick, until just the tip remained inside of my mouth. He pulled me off of his dick. "Wait. I wanna taste you too."

He took me by the hand and led me to his bedroom dripping wet. He threw the covers off of his bed and settled in the middle of it on his back. He smiled at me then. "On my face, sit that pretty pussy on my face!"

Straddling his head, I got onto my hands and knees. I slowly lowered my body to his, rubbing my breasts on his stomach, then sucked his dick into my mouth once again. He put his hands on my ass and pulled my pussy down to his mouth. I let go of his dick and pressed my cheek into his thigh, groaning. His slippery tongue eased inside me and licked all around. Then he pulled it to the top of my pussy, separating my lips, until he teased my clit with the tip. Seconds later, he stabbed his tongue deep inside of me again.

I swallowed his dick again, taking it deep down my throat until my nose pressed against his balls. He moaned into my pussy and started licking harder. I attacked his pole with just as much vigor, with only one goal in mind, to make him cum in my mouth. I wanted to taste every drop he had to give and then suck him back to reality.

His hands roamed along my back, his rough fingers making me squirm on top of him. I moved my head up and down, fucking him with my mouth. His hips rolled and bucked, matching my rhythm. My hips moved, rubbing my pussy against his mouth, his maddening tongue driving me faster and faster towards an orgasm that had just become inexorable.

I came first, hard and fast, drenching his face as I did. After a few moments (or was it a few hours?) of rest I renewed my attack on his dick. I wanted more. He started thrashing under me, moaning, and rubbing his face in my pussy. Seconds later, I was rewarded with a long, hot, continuous stream of cum. I managed to swallow most of it. The rest of it I licked from my lips and his dick. Under my tongue he started to harden again, I licked and sucked him until he was fully erect again.

He slid out from under me and I rolled onto my back. Grabbing my ankles, he lifted and spread my legs. Kissing the instep of a foot, he licked a long slow trail down my ankle, past my calf, across the inside of my knee, over the inside of my thigh, and ending with long, slow sucking on my pussy. Spreading my legs again, he slid in between them. I reached down, grabbed his dick and rubbed the head through the lips of my pussy until I found the opening. He flexed the muscles in his ass and slowly sank himself inside, inch by satisfying inch.

Eventually he buried himself inside me completely. He leaned over me and licked at my lips. I slid my fingers into his hair and held his head still while I licked my juices off of his face. Slowly, with sinuous movements, he began rocking in and out of me. A short movement out and an equal one in. I wrapped my legs around his waist and started rocking back and forth, harder and faster. He pulled out and stood up. I sat up, shocked at his sudden absence.

He pushed me back down onto the bed, then picked my legs up. He slid back inside with a single quick thrust. Crossing my legs at the ankles, he placed them on one shoulder, then braced himself over me with hands on the bed. He started stroking in and out of me with a speed that amazed me. Faster and faster, harder and deeper. My crossed legs twisted my inner muscles just enough to make me tighter and grip his moving dick harder. The position of my ass made him rub me deep inside in a place that made me want to scream, cry, and shout all at the same time.

I wiggled on him as best I could, which wasn't much. He nipped and licked at my legs, fucking me with a rhythm that took me to orgasm but didn't let me go. My dripping wet pussy licked and sucked at his dick, trying to get that extra bit of sensation that would make me cum, I clawed at his arms and thrashed underneath him. He adjusted his motion, adding to his hips a circular motion. That was all it took! I screamed as I came. I didn't stop either. He continued stroking in and out with a maddening pace. His face contorted with the effort of holding himself back.

Orgasm came again, rippling from the center of my pussy to the rest of my body in waves. I felt like my brain short circuited. I lost myself completely in it, unaware of anything but the ecstasy and the hard dick suddenly sawing in and out of my throbbing pussy as fast as he could move it. Above me, he was breathing like a horse at the end of a race and he was getting bigger and hotter inside me. With a long sexy groan he came, shooting hot sperm inside me with reflexive jerks of his pelvis accompanied by grunts, groans, and "aww fucks" in rhythm with his slowed pumping. Collapsing beside me on the bed, his dick slipped out and he let go of my legs.

Seconds (or was it hours? LOL!) later he opened his eyes and smiled at me. "Hi," he said.

"Hello."

"My name is..."

I just laughed and kissed him. I was happy he pumped more than my gas that night...