1. Detours (Part 3 of 3)


    Date: 10/11/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: L8LastNight, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    Bonnie had no time to think on how such a large body as the one Donovan possessed could remain so controlled. She reached behind his neck and pulled him down to her. She yielded her own body to his, absorbing the rolling gyrations of his hips as he filled her with each delicious thrust of his cock. It felt so damn good. Donovan kissed her, crushing her lips against his own. He muffled her moans and sighs for a moment then raised his head. As he continued his thrusting motions, he said through a subtle grin, “You like to drive, don’t you Bonnie?” She had to blink twice to focus her eyes and thoughts. She listened to him repeat the question and she nodded quickly. Within five breaths, he had switched their positions. He lay back on the bed and pulled her on top. Bonnie was perched over the man, kneeling around his crotch, his shaft pushing up into her. She scratched her fingers through the curls and into the tight flesh of his chest, managing a firm position over him. His thick, long cock was snug fit deep within her tenderness. “Drive, Bonnie,” Donovan whispered. The gaze of her soft blue eyes tethered to his, Bonnie slowly swayed and twisted her hips. She felt his shaft stir within her as she moved, her undulating rhythm driving delicious twinges of pleasure from his throbbing piece. She chewed on the side of her bottom lip and tossed her head back, but she couldn’t hide the smile on her face. Like a rock rolling steadily down a hill, she moved her hips faster and faster, ...
    grinding her crotch lustfully over him. When she drifted back, bowing her body and leaning her hands against his legs, Donovan dragged a hand to her belly and thumbed her clit. The tease of his digit on her tingling hood drew another round of loud, raspy approvals from the woman. “Oh! Oh, fuck!” Bonnie gasped as threw herself forward and fell against Donovan’s chest like a survivor onto a life raft. More out of breath than physically exhausted, she allowed him to go back to work. He seized her butt and back then bucked his hips, filling her with brazen, stiff strokes from underneath. Bonnie’s smaller body slid against his. He was perspiring heavily as well now. His long muscles shined nicely, she could see them working, expanding and contracting. More importantly, she could feel them working, extending themselves to draw as much pleasure from the moment as possible. Low, growling grunts drifted from the man’s lips to her ears, enhancing the hit of satisfaction pulsating through her. Minutes later, Donovan was in the driver’s eat again. With Bonnie on her knees and her hands pressed up on the headboard of the bed, he thrust into her from behind, spanking her butt with his crotch. Bonnie’s eyes were welded shut, her brows twisting towards each other. She felt the sweat rolling down the side of her blushing face. Her mouth was ajar, harsh moans and expletives spilling out with every firm thrust of his cock. Her tongue lashed desperately along her pink, plush lips, and just as ...
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