[MF] the morning after the night before with the red head…

ORIGINALLY POSTED IN SLUTTYCONFESSIONS

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This is a short addendum to the post ‘Turned out she liked being shown off’, describing what happened the next morning, a mdre four or five hours since we’d been shagging like bunnies.

Having fucked each others brains out all over the bed and againt the window the night before our first date, we’d passed out naked from exhaustion, bliss and alcohol. The weather was hot, and we’d not needed sheets as we slumbered, so when the hot summer sun’s early morning rays slanted into the bedroom windows through my thin blinds, it picked out her gorgeous naked form in sharp relief. A hell of a view to wake up to – she lay on her side facing me, one arm under her head, the other under her breasts. She looked beautiful and sexy as hell.

I ran my hands up her hips to her neck, cupped the weight of her tits in my hands, then traced my fingers up and down her body, to her slender waist and back out to her wide hips which I had been gripping hard the night before – there were faint bruises developing from where my fingers dug in. I got hard quickly, and stroked her body more rapidly from tip to toe – she moaned gently in her sleep as she swam back to consciousness, and I ran a finger over her mouth – her eyes opened, as did her lips, and she sucked my finger in, swirling her tongue around it provocatively. That wicked smile as withdrew it was back, and she bit her lower lip – I needed no further invitation, and kissed her mouth hungrily, rolling her onto her back as I did so and getting between her now spread legs, bent at the knees. A finger dipped to her pussy showed how wet she was, and garnered a gasp of delight and a now much sought after “Oh gosh!”; a quick pause to lick her juices, then for a condom, and I positioned my cock at the entrance, sliding it up and down on her pussy lips, teasing her hard before pushing into her.

It was as good as the previous night, that feeling of my cock sinking into her tight snatch, her face showing that wonderful combination of a pleasured-frown, her eyes half closed, mouth open gasping for air, and her luscious red hair all mussed up around her pale face; I am not the biggest guy in the world, but she made me so hard, and her pussy was so tight…

Knowing we had to be quick for us both to get to work, and also noting my incipient hangover, I pinned her arms above her head, kissed and sucked on her amazing tits, and fucked her for all I was worth. I heard that awesome wet sound of a hard cock impaling a horny girl as she got wetter and wetter, mirrored by the sound of flesh against flesh.

“Fuck yes, oh gosh, fuck me!” she whispered in various combinations, the only discernible words in her otherwise gasping and moaning as I fucked her fast and deep – this was raw sex, her legs had snaked up around my waist to get me deeper and at a different angle inside her. She arched her back even further than me pining her arms was already doing, pushing her magnificent breasts out at me as the sweat glistened on her skin. She was soon reduced to just moaning and gasping as I increased pace. I started to feel that familiar burning pleasure in my balls and somehow managed to fuck her even faster, and then came hard, holding her as tight as I could as the pleasure washed over me.

Her eyes flew open at the last few strokes into and she gasped long and loud – even if the neighbours were trying to pretend that the rhythmic banging of the bed against the wall was not a continuation of our fuck session from the night before, there was no disguising the sounds she made as she came.

“Coffee, as well as sex?” I asked while we got our breathe back, stealing kisses from each other.

“Shower!” she responded firmly, but slightly spent… I pulled out of her, and led her to the shower where we washed each other under the hot water. Her back towards me, her body soaked, I tooker breasts in my hands and fondled them hard; that always made her stop moving, gasp, and cock her head to one side exposing her neck to be kissed. “Work time,” she warned/gasped, her hand shuttling on hard-again cock behind her back, rapidly hardening to the crazy stimulus of this girl.

Somehow we pull away from each other, get some clothes on and head out into the summer air – it’s warm already (damned heatwave), she smokes on the way and we grab a coffee from the shop as we get to the station. We kiss hard on the platform, our bodies almost indecently close, oblivious to the stares around us at the clear age difference, and the very-un-London-esque show of affection at seven in the morning.

More to follow…

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