Pleasure Cruise, part 2 [MF] [Multiple Orgasms]

Here’s part 2, I hope you enjoy! If you’re just finding this, be sure to hit up my profile to find part 1!

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Sorry about the cliffhanger before, everybody… I figured that post was long enough as it was, and I wanted to be able to *really* take my time with the next part. 😘 

So anyway, where was I?

Oh, right. I had just sucked Mateo off and he had returned the favor and given me one hell of an orgasm in the process. I believe I left off right about…

“Wanna make me squirt again?” I propped myself up on one elbow and reached the other hand out to Mateo, beckoning. I was trying to look seductive but honestly I don’t think I had the presence of mind to be consciously sexy in that moment. Cumming that hard really does a number on a girl’s processor, you know?

Mateo’s grin widened even further and he began to crawl up onto the bed. A quick glance downward proved that he had had more than enough time to recuperate, and his cock was standing at full attention. I shivered a little in anticipation and shifted a bit so we would fit better on the narrow bed.

When he was within reach, I pulled him down to me for another kiss. I could taste myself all over him. Hot damn, he really had opened the floodgates. He wasn’t content to just lie on top of me, though; he worked one powerful arm under and around my shoulders and hauled us both up so that he was kneeling and I was straddling his lap. I hooked my arms around his neck. We kept kissing the entire way up.

Finally I broke away, looking down so I could properly position myself over him. I reached down with one hand and took hold of his cock, giving it a gentle squeeze as I guided him to my entrance. I lowered myself onto him, twining my fingers in his short hair and burying my face against his neck as he slipped easily inside me.

We both moaned a little at how good it felt. It had been quite some time since I had had a cock, and being filled by him felt like coming home. We sat still for a moment, just savoring the feeling, and then I began to rock my hips. Back and forth, back and forth, slowly and gently at first. I used the arm I still had wrapped around his neck to anchor myself, and I leaned back a little so I could have more room to work his cock. He braced himself on the mattress with one hand, his other arm still supporting my back, and began to thrust gently as he tried to match my rhythm.

My movements gradually became faster, more frantic, as his cock brushed against my g-spot again and again. I could feel my next orgasm building, and I kept up my momentum. My soft moans were turning into high-pitched, nasal noises, getting louder as I approached my climax. It didn’t take long before it hit, and I drove our hips together, pulling him as deep into me as he could go, grinding against him as I came.

Mateo shifted his grip, moving his hands to my hips, and took over. I simply held on as he thrust into me, relentlessly hitting that same spot again and again and again. It was only a few short moments before I was cumming again, harder than before, ny entire body clamping down around him. I actually stopped breathing for a few seconds.

This time, he waited for me to catch my breath, then he gave me that smile again. “I hope you’re not done,” he said, a light mocking tone to his voice as he tossed my earlier words back at me.
I shook my head firmly. “Hell no. I want more of that.”  
His smile widened, and his tone changed, grew softer. “Oh, you do?” His voice dropped to a whisper as he spoke. “Well, why don’t you ask nicely?”
I bit my lip and tried to just start moving again, but his hands on my hips held me still.  “Ah ah ah,” he said, chuckling. “Naughty girl. Now I’m gonna make you beg.”
Ah, fuck it, I thought. Being submissive can be hot. I cast my gaze downward and looked up at him through my lashes. I bit my lip again and pushed halfheartedly against his restraining hands as I whispered, “Please, Mateo… please, I need you. Please fuck me. Please make me cum, I need your cock.”

His eyes shut and he shuddered, his head rolling back a bit as I continued. “Please fuck me, Mateo. Please?” As I spoke, his hands holding my hips in place relented, allowing me some freedom of motion. I used it to my advantage, rolling my hips back and forth on him as I begged. I could tell he was super into this; his cock was as hard as steel inside me and his breathing had gone ragged. 

I stopped moving and waited for him to look at me, a sly smile on my face. “Did I ask nicely enough?” I asked. 
“Oooh yes,” he said. “I think you deserve something extra special for that.” 
I was caught off guard as he wrapped me tightly in his arms and stood, completely supporting my weight, then moved so that I was pinned against the wardrobe. He began fucking me in earnest now, his face buried against my neck.

“Oh my God oh *fuck*,” was all I managed to get out before I came again, the pleasure making my mind go blank. He didn’t stop, he just kept driving into me as I seized up, then on through the other side, into another orgasm, and another. They began to blur into one long endless tidal wave of pleasure, crashing onto me and then receding, only to return with renewed intensity.

Finally, he pulled both of us away from the wardrobe, back to the bed, and he nearly threw me onto my back before climbing on top of me. I wrapped my legs around his hips, pulling him deeper, and my arms around his shoulders, clutching onto him as though I was drowning and he was my only hope of survival.

I’m pretty sure I was actually screaming at this point, my moans becoming louder and more frantic as I lost all semblance of control over my own body. My entire reality had tunneled down to the pleasure radiating from my core. I cried out with every thrust, and I couldn’t even tell if I was cumming anymore. Mateo’s voice matched mine, his strokes getting faster and harder until he was essentially slamming his entire length straight into my sopping wet cunt.

Finally I could sense he was reaching his climax, and I tightened down on him, trying to squeeze out one more orgasm for myself before he came. It worked; my mind went white, my eyes rolled back in my head, and my entire body locked up as I came so hard I thought I might turn inside out. I was dimly aware that Mateo was making a loud, sustained groan of his own, and after a few more thrusts he pulled out and emptied his load onto me. I felt his searing hot cum as it landed on my belly, my breasts, some even hit my neck. Then he collapsed next to me on the bed, and we stayed that way for a minute, trying to collect ourselves.

“Holy shit,” I gasped after a few very long moments. My body was still trembling as I felt little aftershocks of my orgasms running through me. Mateo just laughed a little, put his arm over my chest, and pulled me closer. We were both covered in sweat, and I could feel that basically his entire mattress was soaked in both our fluids. Mostly mine, probably. I knew I was utterly soaked from the waist down and honestly, I couldn’t tell you what I was soaked with.

I turned and looked at him. “It seems unfair to make you sleep in this mess… wanna catch a quick rinse and then come back to my cabin for the night? At least my bed is dry.” 
I felt him nod against my shoulder. Our breathing was starting to even out. He lifted his head and looked me in the eyes.  “Does that mean that you might want to do this again?” he asked, sounding a little hopeful. 
I scoffed. “Uh, no,” I said, trying to keep a straight face and failing. “I do not *want* to do this again. I fucking *need* to do this again. Preferably repeatedly.”
He just laughed that sexy laugh, and I found myself laughing along.

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I hope you enjoyed the short tale of Sarah and Mateo, Naughty Readers! Hopefully I’ll be back soon with another story for you all!

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