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The Good Stuff
Making out quickly turns to feeling each other. I cup her breasts with my hands and feel my stiffness return. She’s got an incredible natural set on her. Her hands wander down my chest and begin to rub me over the top of my pants. I mimic her movement and let my hand rest at the top of her inner thigh, before extending my fingers to brush against the fabric that’s just barely covering her sex.
The intensity rises with this move. She grabs my hand and slides it under her waistband, encouraging me to get a more direct touch. She’s warm, and I can feel her labia already moistened with anticipation. She starts to unbutton my pants, and I assist her by lifting my hips so she can slide them down from my waist. She pushes my boxers down and grabs my now fully erect penis in her hand. My exploration between her legs leads to my middle finger finding the wonderfully wet entrance to her vagina, and I slip it inside slowly.
For a few minutes, we sit there in silence while touching each other; my finger in her pussy, and her hand stroking my cock. We take in all the sensations and try our best to focus on each other as well as ourselves.
“I forgot to bring a condom.” I admit, realizing my mistake while drooling about the idea of this warm wet pussy wrapped around my member.
“This seems to be a recurring theme…” she says, calling back to the time I forgot one on prom as well. “Lucky for you.”
She stands up and walks to the TV stand, where she removes a condom that she must’ve hidden while waiting for me to come over. She comes back to me and gets down on her knees. Taking the condom out of the package, she slowly rolls it down the length of my member while kissing my thighs. It’s a feeling I’ll never forget.
Now properly wrapped, she turns around and faces her butt toward me. In one slow methodical motion, she peels her pajama pants down to reveal her bare, toned ass. Keeping her pants around her ankles, she sits back and lets her pussy take me inside. I watch as my cock slips in and disappears into her, and she sits on my lap with all of me inside of her. Placing her hands on my knees, she begins to lift her ass up and down. Morgan has more pronounced labia than some of the other girls I’ve been with, and it’s always been a huge turn on for me. Watching my cock be gripped by her labia as she moved upward combined with the sensation of her vagina squeezing me inside of her is just…insane.
We stay in this position a while until her legs start to grow tired.
“Fuck me from behind.” She says, and gets into a doggy position beside me on the couch. I love how direct she is.
I position myself behind her and slip myself inside with ease. She moves her hips back against me, and our colliding pelvic movements create a wonderful little clapping sound.
“Pull my hair.” She tells me; no, demands.
I gather her red hair into my hands and pull it back toward me. I start to thrust harder, and can see by the look from the side of her face that she’s getting close.
“Touch yourself.” I say, trying to reciprocate some of the demanding that I suspect she gets off on.
Reaching her hand between her legs, I feel her vagina tighten as she begins to rub her clit. Her other arm gives out, and she relaxes into a “face down-ass up” position for the remainder. All of her focus goes into getting herself over the edge, and I’m determined to help get her there. Using my free hand not entangled in her hair, I grab her hips and begin pulling her into me, thrusting with force each time. (She’s made comments in the past that she desires me to “fuck the shit out of her”, so this is a learned behavior with this girl.) Her pussy grips me more and more until finally it loosens it’s hold on me a bit.
“Oh fuck…I’m coming…I’m coming…” she moans lightly, still touching herself.
I ease up a bit, letting her hair fall back into place and slowing my pace down. I was so focused on what I was trying to achieve that I barely noticed how close I was myself.
“I’m going to, too.” I say.
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah…” I say, and I feel my cock start to throb harder. Unexpectedly, Morgan flips around, pulling me out of her. She grips me in her hand and pulls the condom off, throws it to the side, and finishes me by stroking me tightly. I don’t last too long, as I feel my penis swell with anticipation before ejaculating onto her. She uses her other hand to quickly lift her shirt and let the cum fall onto her tits, a sight that encourages my orgasm even more. I feel my legs tremble a bit as I empty myself onto the beautiful girl below me, her hand still gripping and stroking. I have to grab her hand and ask her to stop when the sensation becomes too much.
I fall backwards onto the couch, our heads on opposite sides but our legs intertwined still. She giggles a bit, and reaches for a tissue to wipe my mess from her breasts.
“So when do you come home again?” She asks me.
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