CHAPTER 7
The pleasure was on a whole new level for her, and the knowledge that she was giving pleasure as well as receiving it only served to heighten the sensation.
But then she felt Simon push at her as he slid out from beneath her. What was this, she thought to herself. Had she done something wrong? Surely it wasn’t over? She would have felt him cum in her mouth if that was the case, she was sure of it.
She fell back on the couch as he stood up. She lay there with her legs spread looking up at him. He was panting slightly. She could see her juices around his mouth. She could also see his cock, wet with her saliva.
It was standing there – hard and throbbing, ready for her pussy. She reached between her legs and played with herself, slipping a couple of fingers into her pussy, imagining that it was his cock in there, then rubbing her clit. She watched Simon as he watched the show that she was putting on for him.
Then he climbed on top of her – for the first time since they had got on the couch he was on top, and she couldn’t wait to see what he would do.
She felt his cock move up her pussy, pushing at her lips.
Then she felt it pushing her lips apart, slowly starting to enter her. She cried out. She felt herself stretched somehow. It felt incredible. The thought of his cock inside her, the feeling of it, it was all incredible.
He pushed it in, more and more, till it was all the way in. She nodded slightly to him and wrapped her legs around him.
He began thrusting into her. He started off slowly but his pace quickened. She cried out as she felt something building within her. Maybe he sensed it in her or maybe something was building within him as well.
But he went faster and faster till she felt the orgasm explode within her – a white-hot heat that made her feel as though every single nerve ending in her body had suddenly lit up.
He kept going. He had brought her to orgasm and now it was his turn. But she wanted to be the one to bring it to him.
She pushed him. She had meant to maneuver him below her on the couch, but she misjudged it and he fell onto the floor. She looked down at him and laughed briefly. But then her eyes went to his cock – now wet and slick – and suddenly she was all business again.
She climbed off the couch and climbed onto his cock. She slid it inside her and rested for a moment, enjoying how it felt.
Then she began riding him. She felt her breasts bounce up and down and then his hands were there holding them.
She reached between her legs and played with her clit as she went faster and harder till finally, at last, she felt it. She felt him stiffen and she looked at him and smiled. She kept going a couple more times, wanting to make sure that she got all of it, all of his cum inside her.
Then she rolled off him. She lay there on the carpet half panting and half laughing. He reached out and took her hand.
They held onto one another, but soon enough it was time for Robin to start looking for her clothes. She had a feeling that this wouldn’t be the last time that Simon took her clothes off her though. He had unleashed something now and there was no holding her back now.