1. Being with Mary


    Date: 10/9/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Male/Female, Romance, Author: yakyak90, Rating: 87.1, Source: sexstories.com

    time allowing yourself to release the pressure that has been building for months. She screams into you feeling you pulsate inside of her and forces you in and out of her, thrusting her crotch up to meet every convulsion of your cock. You feel her walls grip you one last time and you go limp on her, slowly moving in and out of her trying to recover from what just happened. You pull yourself up and plant little kisses all over her face before you roll off of her exhausted. Your cock is shrinking fast inside the condom as you pull it off and throw it over the side of the bed. You both lay there for what could be eternity before another move is made. Eventually you take the sheets from under you and cover both of you with them, the cold from outside starting to creep into the room. She puts her head on your chest and moves one of her legs over yours, the hair above her slit prickling your thigh, her nipples resting softly on your ribs. Her hair is in your face and fills your nostrils with the faint smell of vanilla drowning out the smells of rubber and sex that are heavy in the air. You kiss the top of her head lightly and she looks up at you as she absentmindedly traces invisible figures on your torso. “That was incredible,” she says giggling and kissing your chin and then your lips. “I’m just glad it finally happened.” you say noticing the angst and guilt that had built up in your gut over the months was no longer keeping residence inside of you. The two of you lay there talking about nothing in particular for what seems like minutes but is really hours. She dozes off on your chest, and your arm is starting to fall asleep under her but you don’t dare move, she looks like you imagine gods do, and you don’t want to break that. As you start to fall into the darkness of sleep you feel, for the maybe the first time in your life, content and head into your dreams with a smile on your face.
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