CHAPTER 7
His hands tighten on my breasts and as I start to move with him his lips start kissing back and forth over my shoulders and neck.
Suddenly I’m glad I have short hair so it doesn’t interfere too much. He’s kneading me now, and every time he closes his hand my nipples get squeezed just a little, not really hard, but it makes them aching hard! I hear him moan and I’m glad, because I’m moaning too, in time with his hands and his hips that are all moving together.
My hips are really rocking, pushing my ass back hard, and his cock is almost buried between my cheeks and I hope it feels as good for him as it does me. But I’m betting it’s even better for him because I feel him shudder, his hands shaking on my breasts even as his fingers tighten more.
“Ohhhhhhhhhh baby,” he gasps.
I know he’s reached the point where he needs to be taken care of again, and I can’t wait. I’ve already decided just how, to see if he likes it, “cuz I know I will. I gently pull away and roll over to face him, and we dive into a long deep kiss, his tongue buried in my mouth, my breasts crushed against his chest.
His hips are in overdrive now, and his cock is sliding up and down over my stomach.
As we kiss I push lightly against him, gradually pushing him onto his back, until I’m almost lying on top of him.
He grabs my hips and tries to hold me against him, enjoying his cock against my body too much to want to stop. But I give him a last little kiss and smile as I push up, away from him. There’s a little question in his eyes, but it doesn’t last long because I don’t waste time.
As soon as I’m on my knees I straddle his hips and lean forward, putting my hands on his big chest and smile down at him as I giggle and say, in a little girl voice, “Would you like to fuck me? Hmmmmmmmm?”
“Oh my God, oh Becky! Please …!”
He begs so nice I don’t make him wait, and his cock is so rigid and straight up I don’t even have to hold it as I press down. But when his head slips inside of me I stop for a moment and just smile at him.
Naturally it’s driving me wild, but I try not to let on. I giggle as he thrashes and tries to thrust up into me, and of course I don’t let him. But I take pity, and with a controlled slide that takes just a few seconds I’m all the way down on him! It feels incredibly tight, filling me completely, and my cunt is clamping hard around him as I struggle to adjust.
I dimly realize that’s the first time I’ve ever taken all of him in one stroke, but he always makes me soaking wet and it really wasn’t that bad.
And now it’s wonderful! Oh my god, I’m stretched and I’m shaking, and it’s never felt so good before! His eyes are closed and his head is back and his hands are loose little balls above his shoulders. He’s surrendered to me, and is waiting to see what comes next.
And he may look calm, but that monster is throbbing in me! I ease my way up until I feel the head, then right back down, as I start to fuck him slowly little by little I increase my pace and his hips start to roll as he meets me, but we really are taking it easy, enjoying it.
After a couple of minutes I feel my legs tiring a bit and I lean forward again, putting my hands on his chest, and it’s much easier now. And when he pulls his legs up behind me, knees bent, he starts thrusting into me harder, too.
Ohhhhhh damn, this feels so good! And he ups the ante when he reaches up and catches my nipples with his fingers, just holding them at first, then pinching a little in time with our thrusts. Double oh damn! I gasp and moan and I can feel my back getting wet with sweat as I start pumping my ass up and down.
I’m taking that whole damn wonderful cock, slapping against his body, and it’s absolutely reaming me but, oh fuck, it feels so good. I want even more and I start going faster and harder and he starts moaning and gasping too, meeting my thrusts and ramming himself up into me.
My nipples are on fire as he’s squeezing and twisting hard now, holding them so every time I go up I pull on them.
My eyes are clamped shut, but when I force them open I see him watching us. He doesn’t realize I’m looking as he’s watching his cock slide in and out of me, but he finally looks up and our eyes meet.
He studies the effect his fingers have on me as he pinches and pulls, and smiles when he hears me groan and throw my head back every time he does.
I suddenly change the pace, slowing way down, but as I slide down on him I clench my pussy muscles hard, and his eyes suddenly close, head slamming back with a gasp.
I slowly move up and down, squeezing hard and making him feel every inch. He changes from moans to groans, his breathing ragged as he suddenly sucks in his breath every time I clench around him again. My cunt is on fire and I know it won’t take much, and I whisper to him, “Come on lover, give it to me, I want it, please baby, cum for me.”
The effect on him is immediate, and he shudders, then starts ramming his cock into me hard, increasing the pace and I have to run to catch up. But I meet his thrusts and straighten up again, slamming myself down hard on him.
The bed is bouncing now, our bodies slapping loudly, and my pussy is tingling and I know it’s right there.
My moans turn to little cries punctuating every stroke and I grab my own nipples and pull on them. He looks up and sees that and it spurs him on to work even harder, grunting with every thrust as he rams himself into me harder and harder.
I have little streams running down my back, and it’s my turn to drip on him as my face is soaking wet and my hair is sticking to it. I almost stop, then pound my ass down against him with a loud pop.
Oh fuck, he’s so hard and swollen it feels like its going into my stomach, but I greedily want even more.
I slam down half a dozen times and then sit and grind as my head goes back and my legs start shaking uncontrollably. I howl at the moon as the hurricane blasts through me, another orgasm beyond belief.
When my cunt clamps down on him I hear him growl, and the next second he’s bucking, pumping into me so hard he lifts me six inches with every thrust of his hips. His hands are on my hips and he’s pinning me down, pushing hard, wanting every millimeter inside me.
We heave together for what seems like minutes, until I finally collapse on his chest. Somehow our lips meet and we manage to kiss, even while gasping and struggling for breath. I feel like I want to cry, not because anything’s wrong, but because nothing can be this good!
We manage to crawl to the head of the bed and pull up the covers. Snuggling against his chest, I drift off to sleep in his arms.
When I wake again it’s after noon, and we haven’t moved, but when I look up, I see his face smiling down at me. “Hi sleepyhead,” he whispers, and kisses me on the forehead.
“Have you been awake long?” I ask, seriously.
“A while,” he says, “but you felt way too comfortable to disturb, and I liked watching you.”
Well, he’s right about comfort, I never felt more so in my life than snuggled up against him. But “watching me”? I know I never moved a muscle. Suddenly I flush, I can feel the heat. I get it. He means he just enjoys looking at me! That’s one of the sweetest things I’ve ever heard, even if it’s a line.
And I really don’t believe that – he didn’t have to say it. “Oh baby, that’s so nice,” I whisper as I press my face into his chest, so he won’t see the tear. And he’s petting me, I swear he’s petting me like the most precious thing he’s ever touched.
And I think maybe he will, but he doesn’t say it. He still doesn’t say it. And I already know, and I’ll wait forever if I have to, but it’s getting harder.
I realize it’s already so late we should be thinking about lunch, and I know I’m not hungry and I doubt he is either, but I ask anyway. Nope he’s not, but he gives me a look like I might be on the menu.
Mmmmmmmmm.
It’s been a while since I just “made out” with someone, but that’s what we do for most of the afternoon. By now we both know we can have each other any time we want, any way we want, so there’s no hurry.
And we share delicious little kisses and touches along with a lot of teasing and small talk, always snuggled together. Of course, after a while the effects accumulate, and I feel my need for him rising again. And his hands tell me he feels the same.