1. Carol - Part Seven


    Date: 10/2/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: mike8253, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    she slowly rubbed the soft curly hair on her mound just above her clit, while she pinched and pulled on a nipple with the other hand. I continued to slowly slide my fingers into her ass and watched as she enjoyed the pleasure of that moment. Her face was covered in a light film of sweat. Little beads of sweat had formed in between and on the upper half of her breasts. Her nose was running. Her stomach and inside of her thighs glistened with her juices. Saliva had trickled out of the corner of her mouth and run down to her chin and neck, and she had goose bumps on her forearms and breasts, and all around her hard, pointed nipples. Pulses of pleasure continued to sweep through her body as she enjoyed the after effects of her climax. “Cum on me,” she suddenly pleaded in a raspy whisper. My cock was twitching from having watched Carol cum, and a long ribbon of pre-cum ran out of the tip and dangled in a long, web-like string as I stroked my shaft in response to her request. It did not take long for me to cum and spew sperm from Carol’s stomach to her breasts, neck and chin. Carol rubbed my white cream over her breasts and nipples as she enjoyed the remaining pleasure of her orgasm. I sat back on the bed trying to catch my own breath. Sweat was dripping off my nose as I rubbed the little pulses of semen still oozing from the tip of my cock over her glistening pussy lips. It was about 9:00 p.m. We had been making love for around three hours. I was spent. My manhood was limp. And, ...
    the intensity of this last orgasm had left my balls aching. My desire for more was there, but not the ability. Carol, on the other hand, seemed to want more. There was a brief look, a quick glance that implied that she wanted to continue; that she needed to be pleasured again. I lay next to her and softly stroked her breasts and nipples. “Why don’t you take a shower,” I told her, “and I’ll see what I can make us for dinner.” Carol reluctantly agreed, but the look on her face expressed her disappointment that we were not going to continue. She showered. I made tomato soup and toast, which was about all I had in the apartment. Fortunately, there were two tall cans of cold beer in the refrigerator. Carol came downstairs, her hair still wrapped in a towel and her body concealed by a Chinese silk bathrobe that I had once received as a gift. We ate and talked, and blatantly praised each other about our perceived sexual talents. Still, I felt pangs of guilt, thinking that I had left Carol wanting more. Despite her having had a very intense orgasm, she was apparently not sexually satisfied. The warm food, one beer, lack of sleep and physical exertion was taking its toll on each of us, and we went upstairs, tired and ready for sleep. Carol re-made the bed and covered any wet spots with towels. I showered. I lay next to Carol in bed, her warm, naked body nestled into mine. Here was this beautiful, intelligent lady with a great body who loved sex and who would do anything I asked. “What ...
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