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Mourning Sex 2

Date: 7/31/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: bad_mann_ers, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

started to cum hard on my cock. I could feel her struggling to not call out in passion. Suddenly I needed to be there with her. I was close, so I quickly rocked several strokes into her trembling pussy. "Fuck, baby, fuck," I gasped into her ear. I couldn't hold back, so I flooded her pussy as I pinched her nipple again. She did cry out once as her pussy clenched down on me and her hot cum sprayed out. She grabbed my hand, but I could not tell if she was trying to pull it off her nipple, or make it pinch harder. Eventually, I eased up on her nipple, and her hand relaxed at the same time. A bit later, she rolled in my arms and kissed me. "How long until the light comes on and we are busted without our pants?" I teased. "The Randalls are on vacation this week, so we should be fine," she answered back. "Although, they might have someone watching the house," she added. We were giggling like a couple of kids as we threw our clothes back on. By sheer luck, her pants had fallen over mine when she kicked them off. Her orgasm had soaked a patch of her jeans, while mine were totally dry. We used my boxers to clean up a bit, and I pocketed them and her panties as we dressed. We snuck out the same gate, and then casually walked out to the sidewalk in front of the house. There was a light and a television on in the front room, which made us laugh again. A couple of blocks later we were back at her house. She slowed down and stopped on the sidewalk and just stood looking at the house. ... "My house," she whispered, and I held her while she cried. Eventually, she turned and kissed me and she thanked me for waiting. "Come inside for a minute," she ordered. "Just for a minute?" I asked. "Or do you have an agenda?" I teased. "Why would you ask that," she teased back. "It's not like Robin puts naughty thoughts in my head." She saw the look I gave her. "No, not that fantasy," she teased. "You'll like where my mind is." She led me inside, and straight to the bedroom. "You remember I told you earlier that I told her all about our last encounter, right?" she asked. "You just said that you told her, not that you told her everything," I teased. "I told her everything," she confirmed. As we spoke she slowly undressed me. She pushed me to sit nakedly on the bed while she stepped back to do a strip tease for me. "She really liked the story. I guess we entered a new phase in our friendship, because we only used to talk about generalities before. She teased me about wanting to know what happened, and I was excited to tell her. We turned off the video, and we kept masturbating in our own ways as I told her. My story reminded her of something that she had done, and she shared that. We both got off several times." Between her story and the slow dance she was doing as she removed her clothes, my cock was quickly coming back to life. She licked her lips as she saw how hard I was becoming. "One of her favorite parts of our story was when you held me in the shower. She liked how I ...