She surprised me, returning from the bathroom as quickly as she did, her hair still moist after towel drying. “I’m sorry, but unless I’m clean I feel uncomfortable, unable to surrender myself completely. Now I’m 100% yours.” She dropped her head into my lap, taking my soft cock between her lips, ensuring it wouldn’t be soft much longer.
Once she had me hard, I let her ride me for a while before taking over. “Use me, Jack,” she begged. “Any opening. Fill me with your cum.”
I was still surprised how worked up I got for this crazy girl. We hadn’t been going at it 5 minutes, and I was already feeling close. I was on top of her, pounding into her, kissing her. “God, you drive me crazy Robin! I can’t believe I’m almost ready to come,” I gasped.
“Let me suck it out, Jack,” she pleaded sweetly.
I rose up on my knees and she spun around, her mouth stuck to me like a leech moments later. She gave me her best, fast and deep, and was rewarded with a mouth-load.
She kept working at me, gently at first, then more aggressively. When she had me fully resurrected, she spun around on her hands and knees, offering her backside. “Fill one of ’em,” she teased.
I started back in her pussy, toying with her back-door, while I plumbed her depths. With my first one out of the way, I figure I’d be able to play a while.
She was pressing back against me. I stopped my motion and let her fuck herself, rocking back and forth. “Fuck that pussy, Jack. Fuck it. Tame it. Make it yours.”
I took over, fucking her hard, my thumb buried to the root in her ass. She was making beautiful noises of pleasure, groans and whimpers, sweet cries, half-spoken words. I was riding her too hard to talk, enjoying her. Normally I liked to screw in a variety of positions, but everything about the moment was perfect, and the feeling of being inside her was too good to change.
I felt her come for me, but it didn’t matter. With Robin, her orgasm was an afterthought. If she came, great. If not, there was always next time. The important thing was for me to get my rocks off, and enjoy myself doing it.
I must have pounded her like that for at least 15 minutes. If I could have bottled up the feeling and sold it, I’d be a billionaire. So often I was concerned with coming too soon, or making my partner feel good. With Robin it didn’t matter. I wasn’t trying to hold back, but I was in a zone, a perfect fucking machine, with the ideal receptacle for the job. She conformed to my need, raising her ass as needed, tucking her head down, pushing her hips back. I pushed her onto her belly, leaning over and fucking her desperately, driving her into the mattress.
She came again for me, how many times I couldn’t count. I pulled her hair back and to the side, to see her cute face, in the throws of orgasm. Her eyes opened wide, mouth gaping. “Use. Me.” She gasped.
I was close, so close. I pulled out and roughly turned her over, pushing her legs back to bracket her head. She helped me, tucking her legs behind her shoulders, bent like a pretzel, pussy exposed. I rammed my aching cock back inside and long-stroked, bottoming out on each stroke. “Punish it,” she gasped. “Pound that pussy.”
I leaned over her, hands behind her neck, pulling her toward me as I hammered her until my hips hurt from the impact.
“Perfect,” I gasped. “You are the perfect fuck.” I slowed a bit, still pounding deep, the finish only moments away. With a loud growl I erupted inside her, my cock buried completely, pushing against the back of her pussy, while I poured out my juices for what seemed an eternity.
Gasping for air, I knelt upright, watching while she released her legs from what must have been an uncomfortable position. I leaned over her, feeling those slender legs wrap around me. I pushed back inside her, while some of my hardness remained. Looking down I saw tears in her eyes.
“God, Robin! Did I hurt you? I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself.” I reached out and brushed the tears away.
“Hurt me? Never. That was wonderful. Your need for me, making me come for you without a care, taking me completely. It was perfect. All perfect.” She looked over at the clock, and we’d already run over by 10 minutes. “Sure you have to leave? I have one more hole you could abuse to your heart’s content.”
I kissed her softly. “I do have to go. A meeting in less than 1/2 an hour. We’ll take care of your sweet ass later.”
She pouted prettily, then pushed me off of her, so she could clean me up with her mouth. She had me half-hard when she finally pulled away. She bounced off the bed, getting my clothes together, and helping me dress. It probably took longer with her help, but I wasn’t going to complain. I loved every minute of it.
“Thursday. Open up your afternoon. I’m not going back to work after lunch, and I expect to find you in my bed, clean, naked and ready for action by 1:00 pm.” I told her, pulling her into my arms for a goodbye kiss.
The smile she wore was dazzling. “Really? All afternoon?”
I nodded. “I’d make it all day, but I have a morning conference call with Spain I have to take.”
She hugged me tightly, then pushed me away. “Go. Before you’re late. I don’t want you getting in trouble on my account.”
I gave her pretty tits a last squeeze, before going. “Thanks, Robin. That was incredible.”
She grinned. “I know, right? We’re good together. If the girls don’t mind, we can do this regular, even after I’ve moved out. If you want.”
“I want. Don’t let it mess up what you’ve got going with Ron.”
She held up her hand, wiggling her fingers. “Until he puts a ring on it, I still own this body, and you’re a paid up, life-time member with free access to all rides.”
“Better than Disney World.”
“Isn’t it? And no lines. Not for you, Jack. Now stop delaying and get your cute ass in gear. See you later.”
I stole a last kiss, kicking myself for waiting so long to bring her fully into the fold.
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New plans, new changes, everything going so smoothly. How long before they hit another bump in the road?