She
came into my arms and tilted her face up to be kissed. I held her
against myself, our bodies molded together, and kissed her hard. Our
tongues became entwined and I struggled to part her other lips and
enter her again.
Soon we were on the bed, coupled at both ends. I was thrusting into her
as hard and fast as I could, and kissing her hard. She was meeting my
thrusts eagerly. Our initial pace was unsustainable, and we slowed
until we were able to fuck comfortably.
She cried out each time I forced my cock into her. She clenched her
fists, grasping the duvet on the bed, thrashing her head from side to
side and clenched her pussy on my shaft to increase our mutual
pleasure. When her orgasm approached she bit my shoulder and asked if I
was ready for her to come. I said, “Yes! I want you to come as soon as
you can! I want to give you as much pleasure as I can. I want you to
come, now!” I increased the speed and depth of my thrusts to bring her
to orgasm as quickly as I could.
We both came screaming, and grunting, and gasping for breath. We were
spent. We stayed on the bed coupled. I was on top of her panting and
gasping for breath as I slowly thrust my softening cock into her come
filled pussy.
When she said she was getting stiff under me, we rearranged ourselves
so that we were coupled in a more comfortable position, which allowed
us both to rest while we continued to copulate leisurely. I was
softening but the pleasure was still too great to forgo. We continued
to fuck slowly as we wound down from our shattering orgasms.
It seemed we couldn’t get enough of each other. I would fuck her
energetically then we’d sleep for a short time until one of us awakened
and I’d fuck her again. We continued that pattern through the night and
well into the next morning. We got very little rest, but a lot of pleasure.
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