1. Gift Wrapped for a Final Fuck


    Date: 8/10/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: Skidrow15, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    out across the bed and let out little whimpers and moans of pleasure as he started stimulating me towards another orgasm. As my body responded by letting out a renewed flood of juices he sensed that starting to permeate through the pants and made little slurping noises as if he was really getting off on the whole experience. I could tell Chris was getting more excited. No not just the noises he was making; his body was moving too. While I couldn’t see it, it was almost like he was thrusting at the air in excitement as he lay there under me. Then, even as he kept sucking at my clit, he started fumbling with the waistband of my pants; starting to pull them down. With a climax approaching I was momentarily disappointed when his head suddenly disappeared from between my legs and I sensed him quickly kneeling behind me as he stripped my pants down to my upper thighs. The feint sound of a condom packet being opened was quickly followed by the feel of the tip of his cock between my thighs, searching out the opening to my tunnel. It was there; open and ready for him, my juices beckoning him in. As he located it and pushed himself slowly in, his hand came around the front of my thigh and he started fingering my clit again. Slowly now he thrust in time with his finger movements; the hard tip of his cock rubbing firmly on the front wall of my tunnel. I gripped his shaft, but his movements didn’t seem to be focusing on his pleasure very much; more on mine. He slipped his spare hand ...
    under my chest, ferreted out the lower hem of my crop top and slid his hand inside to find a breast and the enlarged hard button of a nipple crowning it; adding to my growing excitement. I’d been close to an orgasm before he’d repositioned himself. With the total assault on my erogenous zones he was now inflicting on me he soon pushed me there; waves of contractions pummelling his cock as I buried my head in the bed covers and moaned to the pleasures washing my body. Unhurried he bent his face down into my back and kissed it as his hand, fingers and cock kept up their work of prolonging my orgasm until, with a slight movement of my hips, I conveyed to him that the optimum moment for him to stop had arrived. As I said, Chris and I were never big fans of doggie style; we were much more face to face people. Still he was penetrated and his cock was throbbing in anxious need and anticipation. I just assumed he’d finish as he was. Instead he withdrew and started pulling my pants completely off before asking me to kneel off the bed so he could easily strip my top off too. Then he induced me to stand and cuddle face to face so he could fall back onto the bed leaving me lying on the bed under him. After he repenetrated me I had assumed he would just go for it. After all, his morning tea break was short and he’d now spent quite a while pleasuring me. He must have been ready for a good release. But instead he just put his head down alongside mine; supporting his weight on his elbows and ...