I wanted him inside me now… and he knew it, putting his hands either side of me as I lay back, resting them on the back of the sofa and putting his cunt scented lips to mine, smeared with his cum. Mutually tasting each others fluids, they mingled as we passionately snogged, lips rotating and opening, closing, each trying to gain advantage and take possession of the others mouth with our tongues. God it was turning me on, the sweaty salty taste of our genitals mixing with the saliva in our mouths and the faint residue of red wine we had each savoured.
His arms supported his whole weight so he couldn’t touch me; I popped the final button and the dress parted at the front, exposing my tits, bra and body down to my stocking clad legs for him to drink in when we parted our passion for a moment.
The erection had barely subsided after his spraying his seed in my mouth and now it was rampant once more, proud and jutting forward with a weight that made it undulate like a spear held at one end, the mass of blood swelling the vessels within and the tumescence of the bulb seeking my feminine counterpart to enter, be gripped, thrust and become one.
The flood of my cunt had been unstoppable since his cunnilingual delight, and the sensation of his cock in my mouth had merely teased me more, the automatic response to sexual stimulation being production of vaginal mucus to accommodate his penis. I reached down one hand to feel the wetness and the sensation of the moisture coating my thighs and leaking down between my legs just made me even more desperate to fuck. Scooping some of the copious cum, I offered the fingers to my boyfriend who eagerly sucked them into his mouth and moaned hard with pleasure. Then I extracted my fingers and reached down for the pole, my pussy slimy, already having climaxed once, loosened slightly from it’s ordinary state and throbbing with desire.
I guided him into me gently, his arms flexing to bring his hips closer to mine and felt him locate my quim and we rested in the ecstatic state of pulsing organs touching each other. His large glans had parted my outer lips and was pushing insistently against my upper pussy; it wasn’t going anywhere until I allowed it to enter me by guiding it down with my hand and into my pink wet love tunnel.
It felt amazing, pushing, pulsing, pointing upwards with its erection and pressing against my exposed, protuberance of clitoris and her surrounds. Penetration was not necessary; not yet; we had each orgasmed mightily not many minutes since, and this titillation, the coming together of our sexes, was so intimate and sensuous that I was drifting into a post-climax haze of an endorphin-induced high.
Sadly his arms would not allow us to remain in this blissful pose for long and I helped him as his arms began to quiver, succumbing to the weight he was supporting, holding him close to me, feeling his mouth on my neck and nuzzling into my flesh, biting and sucking like a teenager. This sharpness, in contrast to the abstracted ecstasy around my pelvis, brought me around from my laziness and I pushed at him, indicating with a couples intimacy and understanding for him to swap places with me and sit back.
His dark red, engorged member stood proud and vertical between his firm thighs as I straddled him, feet either side of his hips and pressed into the back of the sofa, holding the back with one hand whilst reaching down to his cock and easing it back into my pussy lips as I slowly settled down onto him, my ass heading for his thighs.
We held this delicious equilibrium as we had previously in our reversed roles, the cock seeking to pierce into the hole of my pussy and all my desire silently screaming for it to push upwards onto my clit. We moved slowly, softly against each other. Now I lifted myself very slightly and pulled towards his chest, feeling the prick find the uppermost wall of my hole. Now I dropped myself a little towards his thighs and enjoyed that cock rubbing against the stretched upper lips and the bud within.
All the time my puss was leaking steadily, liberally, congealing as it coalesced under its own mass and the strings of love juice ran down onto the meat between the lips.
I leant foward and planted my mouth on his, greedily locking lips and running my tongue along his teeth, tempting him into exposing his mouth to me and taking advantage by nipping his lower lip delicately with my canines, making him yelp with the pricking of my teeth into his soft lip.
I dropped in one motion, holding that lip with my teeth, and he entered me with the ease of a completely erect cock and a well lubricated vagina to welcome it home. I let it impale me, savouring the pleasure of the fleshy cylinder stretching my insides and going deeper, deeper into me. It came to rest jerkily as my ass cheeks settled on his legs, deeply but comfortably inside me and we continued our filthy kiss, his lips bleeding very slightly from the tiny punctures I had given him as I bit into him harder – and harder – proportionally to his penetration.
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