Damn, this is gonna be good! I start pumping my hips hard, almost lifting off the bed, but he just fucks me a little harder, keeping up that maddeningly irresistible rhythm and he’s got me squirming and moaning, pulling at my nipples.
This time we go on a little longer and suddenly he picks up the pace just a little bit, ramming his cock into me. OHHHHHHHHH FUCK!!! This time I go off like a roman candle, as another orgasm slams through me without warning, and I grab the sheet, bucking and twisting under him. I think, “This must be it,” and it takes me a long time to get through it, panting and gasping, staring at him.
My body is covered with sweat, and I feel like I’ve been to the gym, but there he is, slowly stroking in and out, full length, and not a sign of moisture on him. And as soon as I relax and lie back under him again he picks up the pace once more.
But this time, he leans forward over me, putting his hands by my sides, and really starts ramming into me. He goes right by the “magic rhythm” and starts pounding me, faster and harder, accelerating as he starts panting and gasping for breath.
Oooooooooooh God, this feels the best yet, and I answer him, bucking my hips hard, ramming myself against him, our bodies slapping so loud the sound fills the apartment. I can see the strain on his face, and he’s shaking, his face beet red and a sheen of moisture suddenly appearing.
I begin to shudder and I know it’s not far away.
“Come on, Robbie,” I plead, “give it to me, cum with me!” he suddenly redoubles his efforts and I give up trying to stay with him, surrendering my body to the superior force.
He’s pounding me into the bed, his strokes slower but harder, driving himself into my core. He begins to growl, and I know.
I start rocking my hips and pulling my nips again, squeezing them hard, and when he drives into me and grinds the room suddenly goes black as I clench my eyes shut, and my body explodes at the same time he does, deep inside of me.
I hear yelling and screaming and I know most of it’s me but some of it’s him, and we are bucking and heaving on the bed, sweat dripping from his face onto my soaking wet body. My thighs and ass are suddenly even wetter, and I know it’s our combined juices flowing out of me around his cock.
He rolls slowly to my side, and I roll with him, not ready to give up his cock quite yet. I put one leg over the top of his and spread wide, pressing against him, keeping him trapped. Even soft, he’s big, and damn, it feels so good! We give each other soft little kisses, but we are both so spent, we can hardly move.
I am about to drift off to sleep, his arms loosely around me, when he murmurs, “Oh sweetheart, damn, this is better than my dreams!” My eyes pop open at that, and I kiss him again. It’s another five minutes before I succumb.
When I wake again it’s the middle of the night, way too late to think about supper. But dammit, I’m starving! I gently extricate myself, pleased that his breathing doesn’t change, and tiptoe into the kitchen.
All of a sudden I just love being naked, I may never wear clothes again! I take the easiest route, knowing that it will at least fill me up, and grab the peanut butter. I sit down to eat my sandwich, but I scraped the chair a little when I pulled it out, and in a couple of minutes, I hear soft footsteps behind me.
Mmmmmmm, his lips are on the back of my neck, and I press back against them, but when his hands run down my shoulders and go straight to my breasts, I arch in the other direction. I turn my head and give him a peanut buttery kiss, and he giggles and says, “Can I have some too?”
I make him one, and we sit there, naked, grinning at each other, munching our peanut butter sandwiches. When I’m done I go into the bathroom and clean myself up a little, my lower body caked with our leftovers, and I realize, I have been draining all night.
A little mouthwash will have to do for right now, as I get rid of the peanut butter, and when I come out he’s waiting his turn. I head back to the bed, moving to the far side from the big wet spot, and in a minute he joins me, still damp, and smelling fresh like me.
We wrap ourselves in each other again, and share a few wonderful kisses, but we don’t make love, we don’t need to right now, and in a few minutes we are sound asleep again.