[M]y work Wi[F]e – Good Friday

It has been awhile since my first post. I just haven’t found the time. What happened last Easter weekend though was some of the hottest sex I’ve ever had and writing about it is the closest I can get to reliving it.

Lauren and I had not seen each other intimately for over two months, but not because we didn’t want to, it was just busy schedules and life in general. We don’t really have a sexting type relationship either. Neither one of us really want to take that chance, so most of our flirting and interaction happens in person. We are on separate projects now as well, so we really only see each other around the office in passing or meetings.

 

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The week of Easter, Lauren was going to her sister-in-law’s for the weekend. There was a full weekend of festivities on Saturday and Sunday, so she was hoping to leave on Friday. Fortunately for me, Lauren had a meeting Friday afternoon that she could not miss. So instead, she booked the first flight out early Saturday morning. That Monday, Lauren pokes her head into my cube and cheerily asks if I wanted to take a walk and stretch my legs. We head out towards the back of our building where there is a series of ponds and sidewalks between buildings where people general have lunch or go on afternoon strolls.

 
Lauren is acting strangely bubbly (or bubblier that usual) and I ask her whats up with her today. “Oh nothing” she says with a giant grin on her face. “L, you are literally skipping!” I say back. She was excitedly pointing down to her painted toe nails, “Look! I can wear opened toe heels again!” It hadn’t snowed in a few weeks and the sun was out in full force. It made me warm inside knowing that something so simple brought her so much happiness. Thankfully for this story, that wasn’t the only thing she was excited about. Now I have to tell you about the the dress she was wearing that day. It was green with floral accents around the edges. Honestly, I couldn’t stop staring at the way the fabric curved around her bottom. It was definitely her best asset (pun intended). That dress highlighted the amazing curves between her chest, stomach, and absolutely petite butt. It was driving me crazy…and she knew it.

 
“Big plans for the weekend?” she asked me as we continued our walk. All of my family is in another state, so Easter weekend, was really just another weekend for me. “Not really, gunna fire up the grill and have some people over for lunch,” I told her. Then she dropped the bomb. Sadly, I don’t really remember the specifics. As soon as she said she was going to be free Friday night, my entire body lit up like a Christmas tree and my mind was racing at the thoughts of every dirty and despicable thing I was going to do to this blonde goddess. “Anybody home?” Lauren asks while poking my side. I hadn’t even answered her, she had reduced me to a bumbling idiot. “Yea, I think I can make that work,” I try to say in the most nonchalant way possible. I told her I’d book a room at the Hyatt right next to the airport that way it would be easy for her to catch her flight. I explained to her it was simple logistics and it would be way more convenient. “Uh huh, logistics…” she joked. What she said next, would haunt me for the rest of the week. We get back to our building and I open the door for her. As she’s walking past me, she turns around and says “And by the way, until then,” barely audible, just above a whisper, she mouths the words “No cumming.”

 
It was only five days days until the big night, right? How hard could not cumming possibly be? Well I don’t about women, but for guys, after only a couple days, the penis has a mind of its own. If you don’t give your self a release, your body will happily remind you in not so subtle ways. Lauren was going to make it even harder (pun!). She was a sexual tactical (sextical?) genius. She made the rest of the week an absolute torture to get through. She brought out the big guns and made sure to wear her sexiest (as can be for work attire) outfits. She made sure to touch me whenever we were around each other. Nothing overtly sexual, tap on the arm, brushing lint off my shoulder, pat on the back, that sort of thing. But none of that compared to the oral assualt she proceeded to unleash. Keep in mind, Lauren said all these things AT THE OFFICE either to me or loudly when she knew I could hear her. And she always did so with little to no outward sexual connotation. She said played it completely innocently, which made it so much hotter as a game only she and I where playing.

 

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“Can I have some of your cream?”

“Where would you like to put it?” … “You can put it anywhere”

“**I feel like I have something stuck in my throat, I need to swallow**”

“Hey, want some of this?” … “Do you want to split me?”

“It’s on the tip of my tongue, but it just won’t cum.”

“It feels really full.” … “Should I squeeze some out?”

“Aww, It’s so wet” … “It’s dripping all over.”

“Im cumming! Im cumming!”

“I’m so excited, I’ve got a big package waiting for me.”

“How hard is it?” … “Do you think I can handle it?”

“**Do you want to cum with me now?**” … “I’m gunna grab a salad.”

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I’ll leave it up to you to decipher in what context these things were said. Needless to say, Friday night could not come soon enough … and neither could I (last pun I promise). There were probably others I’m forgetting or didn’t even catch. I don’t think blue balls properly conveys the state of emergency happening between my legs. My pipes were filled to the brim and any commotion would set it off. The day of, I found myself doing breathing exercises just to stay focused. I’ve never felt the work day last so long before, but finally it ended and I made my way to the hotel. Laruen would meet me there around 7:00 pm. I hopped in the shower and prepared myself for the night to come. I wanted lauren to see what she’d done to me this week and went completely clean shaven. I wanted her to feel the weight of what those two simple words can do to a man. I put on some jeans and a button up, rolled tight so she could see my forearms. She wasn’t the only one who could tease. I told myself I wouldn’t give in right away, and would give her a taste of her own medicine first. She texted me that she had arrived and I gave her the room number. I unlocked the door and left it ajar, then went back into the bedroom.

 
The room was a suite with the bedroom behind double doors. There was a small sitting area with a TV and desk before the bedroom. I heard the room door open and before she could speak I immediately told her: “Shut the door. Put your bags down. Then stand before the bedroom.” She put her bags down walked into my line of sight. A smile forming on her face, “Hey you…” I immediately raised my hand. “Stop. Don’t talk. Just stand.” She looked a bit confused, but did as she was told. We have never done any sort of Dom/Sub
type roleplay, and this was defintely new ground for me. All I knew is I wanted to make her beg for release, to show her the painful pleasure she had been giving me all week. I sat on the bed quietly, just soaking in her presence. As much as I needed to cum, I knew I wasn’t the only one, and I would exploit that to its fullest extent. Her body language betrayed the facade she had put up during the week. She could barely stand still. She stood with her thighs rubbing, her hips gyrating ever so slightly. Her hands were at her sides resting on her legs, but she couldn’t help but rub her bare exposed skin. She was wide eyed, and her chest rose and fell along with her heavy breathing.

 
The sexual tension in that room was something I’d never felt before. It was building into something explosive. I imagined what surprises she had for me under her coat. She wore her medium length wavy blonde hair down in a simple manner. She had on a tan overcoat that went to about the top of her knees and some black heels. I couldn’t see what she was wearing underneath and it was that mystery that forced me to break my silence. I got up from the bed and walked towards her. She began to speak but I put my finger to her mouth, the universal sign for silence. I walked around her, taking her sweet scent in and gazed at her like a lion eyeing its prey. “You think you are so slick, don’t you?” I said as I leaned my face in close with hers; I could feel hear breath on my lips and just lingered…I moved close to her ear and whispered “Do you want to come with me now?” echoing her own sentiments from earlier in the day.

 
I could sense her smiling without having to look at her. I stood back in front of her and she quickly dropped her smile, she knew the game now and was playing along. With as much of a serious face as she could muster, she nodded her head up and down. “That’s a good girl,” I started, “I am going to use you for my own pleasure. You must ask for my persmission if you wish to cum, and you may only cum If I allow you to. Lauren started to nod then out came “Yes…master…?” We couldn’t help but break out in laughter. It was equal parts a question and a statement. “This isn’t Star Wars!” I laughed. “I don’t know, haha, what am I supposed to say?” she answered. I shrugged. “Although, it was pretty hot when you called me a good girl” she said kind of shyly. I moved my hands up and down in front of my face, (that thing actor’s do when they are getting back into character) and got serious again. Lauren got the hint and did the same. “Take off that coat, L. What have you brought for me tonight?”

 
Lauren undid the belt of her coat and slowly unbuttoned it from top to bottom, not once breaking eye contact. After the last button she removed her arms one by one without letting the coat fall off her body. She was wearing it like a cape now. “Would you like to unwrap me, or shall I?” I was weak and broke eye contact. I could see that she was not nude underneath. She had some sort of black lingerie on and I was dying to see the rest. I put on one hand on each collar of the coat and took a breath. I moved the coat from her shoulders and let it fall to the ground. She was wearing black lingerie with pink accents. The black panties had a pink bow on the top, another layer I looked forward to unwrapping later. In addition to her bra, she had on a sheer seethrough lace top. Honestly, I am describing any of her clothes in any way that does it justice. She looked absolutely amazing. I could see the light pink of her nippes through her bra. Her chest was justting out as was her butt. I could tell she was posing for me. She was trimmed more than usual down below from what I could tell, I couldn’t wait to find out. Lauren did a little spin, pausing for me to admire her backside (she knows I love her butt). I putt the palm of my hand on her butt, no squeeze, I just had to touch her finally. She gave me her best puppy dog eyes, knelt on the floor with her hands on her lap, and sat on her heels.

 
“Take me out” I commanded looking at my pants. Lauren undid my belt, zipped me down and began taking my pants off. I stepped out of them, and Lauren gripped the top of my boxer briefs, without pulling them down. She moved her face towards my steadily growing bulge and nuzzled her face against it. Even though I was playing the dominant one, Lauren still found a way to tease me. She moved her lips and placed gentle kisses through the fabric on my balls and shaft. She looked up at me and I nodded. Without breaking eye contact, she pulled my boxers down. My manhood sat on her lips and face as she continued to undress me. She gave it another kiss before helping me step out of them, then went back to sitting on her heels and awaited instruction. I unbuttoned my shirt and threw it on the floor. I was standing completely naked in front her now, clean shaven for her for the first time. Honestly, after the week of abstinence and the sexual tension happening at the moment, I felt bigger than I ever had before. I was only at about half mast, but by the way she was looking at me, I must have looked pretty tasty. “I want you to cup me with your left hand. And feel what you did to me this week.” The corner of Lauren’s mouth started to curve into a smile, I saw it, even though she quickly regained her composure. I was dying to touch her, and in that moment, I knew she felt the same.

 
She lifted her hand up to me and caressed me, using the palm of her hand to support the weight while her fingers made gentle rolling motions. She moved her arm slightly upwards then downwards feeling the heft stored up from a week’s worth of testing. I looked down on her as she sat transfixed, her eyes watching me grow in front of her. “Use your other hand and get me ready” I commanded. This time, without looking at me, her right hand rose and stroked me with the softest grip imaginable. I immediately responded to her touch, and it didn’t take much contact for me to spring to full attention. At this point, I was so turned on that all it took was a simple squeeze and twist of her hand for a large drop of precum to leak out of me. “Use your mouth and clean me up,” was my next command. Without taking her hands off me, she got up on her knees and placed her mouth over the tip of my cock. She gave my balls a squeeze and tightened her grip with her other hand. I spasmed twice as she lay me on her tongue and gave a gentle suck. Lauren was rewarded with a drizzle of precum for her efforts. It was more that I could handle at this point, the sensations were too intense. She moved her right hand to my butt, I knew all to well what that meant. She opened wide and started to slide me down her throat, squeezing my butt for leverage. “Ok, stop” I squeeled like a 13 year old boy. I needed a quick breather. She sat back on her heels and I had the amazing view of some cum dribbling down her mouth as she swallowed the excess saliva she was using to lubricate me.

 
I grabbed a pillow and placed it at the foot of the bed and told her to kneel there and put her hands behind her back. I took off the sheer top and unhooked her bra, letting her breasts free in the warm air. I grabbed the cloth belt from her coat on the floor and tied her hands behind her. I’m no sailor, so the knot wasn’t all that tight and she could wriggle them off if she moved enough, but it did the job. I sat on the bed in front of her, “I’ll help you with that throat problem you were having.” Lauren leaned forward and brushed her tongue on the underside of my scrotum. She placed me gently in her mouth and swirled her tongue around, playing with each ball. She gave a few kisses to my licking the entirety of my length and then resting the tip on her tongue. She sucked softly while running her tongue back and forth in circular motions. The head of my cock was swelling bigger with every pass of her tongue. I spasmed and she moved her head forward, taking me into her mouth. I gathered up her hair with my hands, bunched it up then held it behind her with my right hand. Lauren continued to take me deeper into her mouth with every forward motion. On every up stroke, she would swirl her tongue on the tip of my head and give a few sucks before going down again. She moved forward and I could feel the back of her throat, instead of moving up, she moved up her head around trying to force me deeper. She continued forward until I was completely enveloped by her mouth. She made small back and forth motions, only an inch, so that I could feel the tightness of her throat as she gagged slightly. The contractions of her throat squeezing and massaging my cock. As amazing as it was, I was uncomfortable with being so deep in Lauren, this was the deepest I had ever been in her, and didn’t want her to be uncomfortable. As much as I wanted to cum in her throat right there, it was time to reciprocate.

 
I untied her bonds, and lay down on the bed. “Take those off and straddle me.” Lauren wiped her mouth as she stood up. She turned around so I could see her ass while she took her heels and panties off. I sat on my elbows to better enjoy the view, and it was the a great decision. Lauren stepped out of her heels and used one hand to cover her breasts and the other was up in the air. She looked back at me and started to move her hips and gave me a sexy little dance. She bent over forward and gave me an amazing view of her butt. She put her hands on her hips and rolled her panties down to her ankles. As she did so, her wetness clung to the fabric and stretched from her glistening flower. She seemed to be a bit embarassed as it began to drip down her leg, but it was absolutely adorable to me. She tried her best to fling the soaking lingerie at me, but missed the bed completely. Completely endearing. She crawled onto the bed planting kisses on my body as she made her way up to me. First my legs, then a few playful licks on my cock, a kiss on the belly, tongue swirls on my chest and nipples, kisses on my neck. She was on all fours over me now, just hovering over me. I caressed her legs and made my way up to her butt. I gave both cheeks a squeeze as I explored further down. I didn’t have to move far to feel her wetness. Her entire groin area seemed to be soaked. I brushed my fingers along her labia, and made a gentle cirle around her clit with my fingers. I moved up her body and attended to her breasts. Her pink nipples were screaming for attention as my hands carresed them. She moved her breast over to my mouth and I gave them a suck, swirling my tongue over her nipples much like she was doing to my cock. I took Lauren’s face in my hands and traced her eyebrows with my thumbs. Our lips finally touched for the first time in months.

 
It was as if all pretense went out the window. No more games, no more playing. Lauren collapsed onto me as I held her tightly against my body. We could not get enough of each other. We were trying our best to swallow each other whole, tongues dancing around each other, biting and kissing and sucking all the week’s buildup away. I moved my right hand to cup her ass in my hand, perfect fit. Lauren started to grind her pelvis on my right leg and I could feel her lubrication rubbing off on me. I move my fingers towards her, and traced her the folds of her pussy with her incredible amount of wetness. “Put it in me,” Lauren moaned as my fingers teased her opening, “Please”. I lay on my side and moved Lauren so she was on her side as well, giving us both better access to each other. She quickly scooted to be as close to me as possble, not wanting her lips to be away from mine for very long. She caressed my face with her left hand while she kissed me, while her right moved to my throbbing cock. She was laying on my right right arm and i used it to hold her body close. I moisturized my left hand with her juices and began to play with her clit while she stroked me. Her hips started to gyrate and she rubbed against my hand. When I wouldn’t enter her, she tried to position herself so that my fingers would penetrate her as she bucked her hips. I moved my hand away just as I felt myself entering her event horizon, and whispered back the words to her that tormented me all week: “No cumming”.

 
Lauren does this cute little sound whenever she doesn’t get what she wants. It’s a mix between the whimper of a puppy and a kitten. This was not the sound she made. This was more of a groan than a whimper. the sound of pure disappointment, with almost a slight sadness to it. “You may ask to cum, after you take care of me,” I said snapping back into our game. Now she made her cute little sound. She started to move down to take care of me before I stopped her. “Turn around,” I commanded. With a little but of confusion she straddled my chest in reverse cowgirl. “Remember, no cumming.” Lauren took me into her mouth, with a hunger I had never seen before. Before I lost control, I pushed her butt down on to my face and lapped at her juices. She took her mouth off me and moaned. She lay her head on my leg and used her hand to stroke me while I licked the outside of her. When my tongue found her clit, she grabbed onto my leg with her other arm, bracing herself. I took her clit into my mouth and sucked it ever so soffly, almost as if i wasn’t there. I swirled my tongue around, trying to find her spot. Lauren has this spot near her clit, I can lick the length of her clit and if I suck on it simultaneously very lightly, it’s a guaranteed closing move. Lauren could feel me probing her clit with my tongue. “I can’t hold it!” she began to whiper. I let off her clit and felt her grip on both my leg and penis weaken. I explored her with my fingers and took in her amazing scent. I teased her entrance with my middle finger, dipping in and out for lubrication. I slowly push my finger into her, she welcomes it and im buried in her. I can feel her squeeze and contract around me. “You are not allowed to cum. Now continue,” I try and say with my best deep voice.

 
Lauren takes me back into her mouth, mostly playing with the tip while her hand strokes the shaft. I let go for a bit and just concentrate on the pleasure flowing through me. I use both my hands to open Lauren up. I peel back her folds and lick the her slick walls on the inside. I lap all of her up, basking in her arousal. She starts to moan on my cock and it feels heavenly. I pick up where I left off, and concentrate back onto her swollen clit. I start to lick her spot and she pops me out of her mouth. In this position, Lauren has many tells that she is going to cum. She stops pleasuring me, and lays her cheek on my leg, one hand on my cock and another holding onto my leg. “That’s not fair” she cries. “No cumming,” I say again, this time very seriously. I circle her clit and can feel her leg start to shake. I begin to tease her opening with a finger, her kryptonite. My tongue on her clit and a finger in her is a recipe for single serving of a steaming hot orgasm. The finger allows her to grip onto something as she cums, and supposedly makes her orgasm last longer. I slip my finger into her and she practically begs for me to stop. I want to test her. See how much she can take before she cracks. There is one last sign, her point of no return, that I can sense and back off. Her clit engorges and her pussy starts to squeeze down on my finger. If I pull out of her and remove myself from her clit in time, she is left teetering on the edge. I start to curl my finger in her and maintain suction on her clit. I feel the first sign, and she starts to squeeze my finger. I back off immediately, “Please, please, can I cum?” Lauren cries. “After me,” I insist. She puts me back in her mouth, and it’s my turn to see what Lauren can make my body do.

 
At this point, I had been concentrating on Lauren so much, that I forgot about how much I needed to cum. Well, Lauren happens to know all my trigger points as well, and she responded to my command by pulling out all her tricks. 1 stroked shaft, 1 cupped balls, and 1 tongue on the head of my cock results in 1 cum covered cock. Lauren knows this and wasted no time. Vibrations from her moaning are the coup de grace, guaranteed to finish any man. As much as tried to shift my concentration back onto Lauren, I could hold back no longer. I could feel my cock tightening and I was quickly approaching my release. Lauren sensed this as well, “Cum for me, Daddy”. Lauren had never called me “Daddy before.” It was hot. “Daddy, cum.” I was holding onto Lauren’s hip and ass now, just trying to survive. She had a hand firmly cupping my balls, guiding my cum updwards into the shaft. She was sucking on the head of my cock while using her tongue as cushion. She would whimper “Daddy” on the upstroke before taking me in her mouth again. The auditory, visual, and physical sensations of this gorgeous woman making love to my cock with her mouth was too much for me to hold back and I released a week’s worth of anticipation into her sexy mouth. I could feel my balls contract as cum was sucked into my shaft. The first spirt hit Lauren in the mouth. She gently pulled on my balls and proceeded into deepthroat me as I came. I pushed into her throat and rope after rope went down her throat. As my contracted her throat squeezed back in harmony urging my release along. “Oh, fuck!” was all I could muster. I didn’t have the time to tell her I was cuming, buy my brain faculties were also not capable of independent thought at that moment. I held onto her ass as the last pulses subsided into her mouth. She slowly moved me out of her throat with the last few contractions, my cock resting on her tongue as she gently sucked the last drops out of me. As she swallowed, she gave my a few more cock kisses as I came down from my orgasm. Lauren turned around and lay on her side spooning me, kissing my neck while I recovered. She nibbled on my ear as I caressed her. “You’re still hard,” she remarked as she flicked my cock her finger giggling. “Can I cum now?” Lauren pouted using her signature puppy dog eyes.

 
I got between Lauren’s legs and was determined to give her what she wanted, nay deserved. She gives the most adorable butt wiggle when she gets excited, this time was no exception. Needless to stay, it did not take long to give Lauren her orgasm. I decided to focus on her clit, and enter her with my fingers when she was close. I licked her folds first and made my way to her hardening clit. I circled it slowly, reading her reaction until I found her spot. She gripped the back of my head and opened herself up wider. She was close. I found her spot and licked it upwards along her clit. I entered my middle finger into her, and her pussy grasped onto me immediately. I continue to lick, and once her hips started to buck, I knew it was over. “Yes! Thats It!” Lauren shouted, her contractions strengthened and I could feel her orgasm begin. I continued to massage her swollen clit with my tongue as the waves of her release over took her. I know to slow down, when her grip on my head loosens and her gyration slows. I give her pussy a final kiss before I move up to meet her. We embrace and kiss, with both us having released our tension from the past week and past few months. It was like a dark cloud had been lifted. Lauren gets the giggles when she cums, and this time was no different. “Gosh, I needed that,” Lauren exhales.

 
We’re facing each other on our sides, naked, covered in each other’s love making, legs and arms intertwined. “That has hot, right?” Lauren asks me. “Fuck yea it was!” I say back. “And when you called me Daddy!?” I totally lost it. Lauren beemed, “I thought you’d like that. And what the hell, you came sooo much. I was practically choking on it all.” “I mean, what did you expect after a week? What did you think about that tie up and domination stuff?” I ask her. “Oh that was super sexy, its hot when you take control.” We continue with more post orgasm haze conversation…and after a few minutes. “Do we need to take care of that” Lauren questions as her eyes trail down to my still hard member. “Have you been a good girl? Do you think you deserve this cock?” I begin. I can see Lauren is down for this and she opens her eyes wide and nods. “I’ll do anything, I’m a good girl.” I whisper in Lauren’s ear and she smiles. She gets off the bed and gets her bag and goes into the bathroom. She comes out with her hair in 2 pigtails and white socks on (They weren’t knee highs as we didn’t exactly plan this). I’ll try and paint a picture of what Lauren looked like in this moment.

 
She’s about 5 and a half ft tall, her peach skin is absolutely flawless and adorned in certain areas with freckles. She’s leaning against the bathroom door with the light illuminating her from behind, a nice contrast to the darkness in the bedroom. Her toned thighs are still glistening with the sweat from our previous session. What I previously didn’t mention was she had completely shaven clean as well. It seems we both had the same idea and her wetnesss was more readily apparent because of it. Her breasts just perfect tear drops, she wasn’t as perky as younger women, but made up for it by oozing pure sexiness. Seeing her bare nipples hard from excitement was extremely sexy. Lauren was twirling her hair and was biting her lip. “Does daddy like?” I motion for her to join me on the bed. We’re both kneeling on the bed, hands all over each other. I can’t enough of her mouth and tongue. I pull on her pigtails so her neck is exposed and I proceed to shower it with kisses. Lauren gets on all fours, and lays her chest on the bed, legs spread apart. When a woman is in this position, I like to call this “presenting.” Lauren’s pussy was on full display, opened up and waiting. I wasn’t going to waste any more time. I position myself behind her on my knees. “If you be a good girl, Daddy will give you his cum.” “Oh Daddy I want it” Lauren responded longingly. I place the tip at her entrance and Lauren eases herself back on to me. There’s another sound Lauren makes when she’s pleasured. This sound is more gutteral, more primal. She primarily makes it whenever we have vaginal intercourse. I don’t get tired of hearing it whenever I enter her. It’s as if her brain resorts to its carnal state and her body gives in to the pleasure completely, unashamed, unabashed by anything.

 
I slowly push in and out of Lauren from behind, entering her as deep as I can and then pull out until I’m practically falling out. She makes that primal groan whenever I bottom out into her as if she’s trying to awaken that same instinct in me. It works, and I can’t help but grunt. I don’t know where these sounds are coming from, they just are. I grab onto Lauren’s hips and fuck her harder, fuck her faster. Lauren’s groans turn to higher pitched whimpers, cries of pleasure. Our bodies are covered in each other. The sounds of of our love making, our fucking, create a beat and form a rhythm of sex. Lauren reaches back and carresses my balls as they slap onto her clit. The only instincts left in my brain are the forward and backward motions of my hips. Lauren moves herself in sync with me, our bodies slaves to the rhythm. When I move forward to enter her, she moves back to accept me. As I move backwards to leave her, she gyrates her hips forward so that I rub against every inch of her on my out. Despite having cum earlier, I still feel heavy, the need to release the pressure becoming more and more urgent with every thrust. I grab onto Lauren’s pigtails and pull her back to me. She is kneeling upwards now, with her back arched as we continue fucking to the beat our bodies make.

 
I hold onto her hair like handles, as she cups her breasts in her hands, rubbing her nipples. She takes my hands and places them on her breasts. I hold her up by her breasts as I continue to pound her from behind. She turns and offers me her mouth and I take it. She is dribbling into my mouth, tongue wild with no control. I leave my right hand on her breast and with my left, I grasp her exposed neck. Her head falls back and rests next to mine. She pushes back onto me harder and harder. I try and keep pace but there is a desperation in her thrusts. I squeeze her neck with my left hand, just enough so that she can feel the pressure of my fingers on her skin. Lauren groans that deep carnal sound that can only come from deep within. “I’m a good girl, make me cum” Lauren tries to say in between breaths. She’s going to fuck me off the bed if I don’t keep meeting her thrusts with my own. I nibble on her earlobe and maintain the pressure on her neck. “Agh, yes, yes yes” Lauren starts to whimper. I move my other hand from her breast onto her clit. She grasps that arm with her own, holding on to me tightly. I don’t know If I’m holding onto her, or she’s holding on to me, only that her body is tensing up all around me. I can feel her grip my cock with more intensity and her she’s squeezing me tightly. I start to play with her clit as we fuck, alternating between circles and flicks. Lauren’s nails are digging into my arm now and she’s reduced to making the sexiest sounds. “Cum for Daddy” I command her, as I find her clit stiffening. Lauren begins to tremble from her legs and it radiates upwards. I feel her orgasm coming and I tighten my grip on her neck as she loses control. She doesn’t have the strength, but I continue thrusting into her as she explodes over me. She grabs my hand, the sign to stop playing with her clit, and I just hold her. I slow down our fucking to a gentle sway and caress her as she lets the waves of pleasure over take her. Every wave begins with a contraction on my cock and radiates outwards towards the rest of her body. Even though, I’m not cumming, we are experiencing her orgasm together. Lauren falls forward onto the bed, and is briefly overcome with the giggles. I kneel over her, enojoying see her come down from her orgasm. Her butt still gyrates and she feels the coolness of the sheets all around her. “Fuck, haha. Ugh.” Is all she can muster.

 
I rub her back and bottom, it looks red from the pounding she just took. She blows the hair from her face and turns over onto her back trying to hold back a smile. She opens her arms and I fall into her embrace, her arms and legs locking me into her and we kiss. She can feel my hardness resting on her belly and she starts to lift her butt up and down off the bed. She lets me go, and spread out over her. One of our favorite views is my cock resting above her sex. The contrast of my brown cock, her peach skin, and the pink wetness radiating from her pelvis was exciting for us to see cleanly shaven. We take a moment to enjoy each other’s bodies in full view. Her legs spread out giving me full access to her. My legs apart showing her all of me. Lauren pulled her knees up and took a hold of me, positioning me into her. She puts her hands on my hips and urges me forward. She accepts me eagerly, I barely have to move at all before I am fully in her again. I move hips in and out of her, shallow thrusts. Lauren let’s out a breath and closes her eyes, focusing on the pleasure between us. My thrusts increase in speed and depth. I can feel my balls rising, ready to release their payload. It starts to ache and I feel the desperation Lauren was feeling earlier. I need this release. Lauren opens her eyes, and pleades with me, “Please cum” in a high pitched sqeel. She starts to move with me now allowing for deeper thrusts. I can feel every inch of her, she positions herself so that I hit all her trigger spots. Lauren reaches under and grabs me, massaging my balls as I fuck her. The sensation is too much. Lauren is practically off the bed fucking me from the bottom. She can sense that I’m tightening inside her, “I’ve been a good girl Daddy! I want your cum!” Fuck. I’m holding onto Lauren’s legs as I try and ride this wave. My cock is so tight and swollen, I don’t think it can possibly release. That’s when Lauren squeezes her pelvic muscles and utters one last “Cum!” that I the I raced past the point of no return. I quickly pulled out of her and thrust above her her stomach. Lauren cups my balls with her left hand and urges them to release that cum while she strokes my shaft with her other hand. A long white rope erupts onto her chest and my brain turns to mush. “Gooood boooy” Lauren exhales. “Oh yea, good boy!” She urges me on with an open mouth. She squeezes my shaft as she strokes me through my orgasm. I cover her chest in cum, with a spurt landing on her mouth which she quickly laps up. My cock stops pulsating as I finish ejaculating and start to come down. I can feel Lauren tighten her grip on my shaft. She cups my balls and starts to stroke faster. She knows how sensitive it gets and enjoys torturing me this way. “Stop stop” I start to say as she comes down with her trademark giggles. I can’t really fight back, she literally has my balls in her hand and she continues to pull on them while she strokes me off. I try and weather the storm before she stops and pulls me on top of her.

 

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