Pushing her back down, I removed her legs from around me, spreading them and placing them against my upper arms. Raising an eyebrow, she smiled and nodded. For perhaps two minutes, I fucked her hard. Didn’t wince a single time. Instead, she urged, begged, pleaded me to keep going until I finally came inside her.
“Fuck, I’m close,” I grunted, “Cindy…”
“In me, baby. Bury your cock and blast away.”
When the orgasm arrived, I was left thinking it was the best of my life to that point. I had no idea I could cum so much and it would just feel so powerful. No idea how many times I spurted inside her, groaning before I lowered my mouth to kiss her again, moving her legs so they were wrapped tightly around me. Only when I stopped thrusting as I felt empty did I stop kissing her, resting my head next to hers.
“Fucking hell,” I muttered.
“Are you sure you haven’t fucked a girl like me before?” she joked, “Because if that’s your first time, damn, I’m in for a great time in the future.” I met her eyes and chuckled as she caressed my face. “Mark, that was… worth waiting for since we met on Saturday.”
Pulling out, I rested on my side next to her as she turned to face me. We made out for a few minutes, cuddling at the same time. I watched as the cum on her chest dribbled onto the bed. She joked that cum was also leaking out of her arse too, and that it’s just something you get used to. What surprised me was that, despite quite the intense orgasm, my cock only deflated a little bit, and her fingers were soon having it rise to the occasion again.
Without a word, she gently pushed me onto my back, lubed up my cock again and happily slid down my shaft until my cock disappeared entirely. “Can you handle me finishing all over you?” she asked.
“Cindy, at this moment, you can do whatever you want, as long as it involves my cock being buried where it is right now.”
She let her cock go and focused on just bouncing up and down on me. Her cock slapping against her then me with every bounce amused us both. Gently grasping her cock, she poured a little lube on my hand before I started to stroke her. She changed how she rode me so it made stroking her easier and better.
“Make me cum again,” she whispered before leaning down to kiss me, “Love a man who wants me to cum so much.”
“I love your cum face. It’s very pretty.”
She rode me in such a manner that she could almost fuck my hand at the same time. Given I wasn’t going to cum again anytime soon, my focus was helping her orgasm again. I spent a lot of time watching her face and her eyes. She looked utterly delighted with what she was doing. Her arse was so incredibly tight, it almost felt like a vice at times.
It was a warm evening. Our skin was now glistening with sweat. Considering all the cum, we would definitely need a shower once we were finished. Her brunette hair was now stuck to her forehead, trying to blow her hair out of her eyes otherwise. Her cheeks were bright red. Her eyes focused on mine nearly the entire time.
“Oh fuck, your cock,” she moaned, “I’ll take over on my cock, baby. You just hold me upright.”
She was soon pumping her cock fast, almost desperate to cum again. I pulled her down slightly, moved my legs, and started to pump up into her. It was the right thing to do as she moaned loudly. “Cindy,” I groaned.
“Going to cum again, Mark,” she cried softly, “Oh god…”
I felt warm cum land on my chest again, glancing down to see spurt after spurt of milky white cum land on me. I slowed my thrusts as she enjoyed her orgasm, smiling as she lifted her fingers to her own mouth before offering them to me. I cleaned them up nicely before she leaned down to kiss me. “I’m going to make you a cum addict,” she warned, chuckling to herself.
“Maybe yours, Cindy.”
Leaning down on her forearms, she kissed my cheek. “Fuck me, baby. Fuck me and cum in me again.”
Resting my hands on her cheeks again, we both got comfortable before I started to pump into her. The dirty talk ended as all she asked for was harder and faster. I relied on grunts and groans, finding myself further and further incapable of speech with each passing minute. Her arse was just exquisite. I had no idea how long this burgeoning relationship would last, but I was already hoping that this was going to last for a long time yet. And she seemed to like me just as much, so it seemed, and so I hoped.
She was in the middle of kissing me when I finally unloaded inside her. I groaned. She giggled. Four, five decent spurts again before I just felt myself relax back on the bed, Cindy relaxing on my chest. We were going to shower anyway so the cum stuck between us didn’t matter. “Now that was some fucking great sex,” she murmured into my ear.
“Where were you five years ago?”
She laughed. “I was at university, avoiding the dickheads who thought I’d be an easy fuck for… well, reasons, I guess.”
Shuffling back until I was sitting back against the wall, she sat up so my cock fell out of her, before she sat on my lap. Caressing her cheek again, she closed her eyes and smiled. “I’m not used to this,” she said softly, “I haven’t dated in at least five years, but I have needs. Each time, I just felt… dirty… used to complete some bucket list fetish…” Opening her eyes and smiling, she added, “You’re the first man in a long time who makes me feel… good. No, not good. You make me feel wonderful, Mark.”
She cuddled into me, and we only moved when we started drifting off to sleep. After a quick shower, I changed the top sheet and blanket before we snuggled. I thought she would spoon, but she turned so her head rested against my chest, wanting to feel my arms wrapped around her. “I’ve slept alone nearly every night,” she said, “Now I have a man who likes to cuddle.”
“Particularly if it’s with someone like you.”
“You always this sweet?”
“I am with women I really like.”
“I know we haven’t known each other long, but… Do you want this to go somewhere?”
“Yes. Absolutely.”
She was silent for at least a couple of minutes before she whispered, “Me too.”
Drifting off to sleep before me, she moved in her sleep, cuddling tighter to me again. I didn’t just want it to go somewhere. I knew, from lying next to her, that I was falling for her big time. I wasn’t used to the feelings, in all honesty. I hadn’t felt the feeling of falling in love in over a decade, and of being in love for at least a couple of years. It terrified me a little bit.
But if Cindy ended up feeling the same way, if she didn’t already, then it would be worth it.