1. BMS 10


    Date: 1/4/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: Michael.F, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    special way, even without her glasses (which she just took off), her fair, even, soft skin, and the way her chest heaved and her cute face gained this look of longing when she was very turned on. "We only have a little bit of time before Nicole comes back." Megan all but whispered. I grinned mischievously. "Then turn around and bend over at the wall." I commanded. Megan moaned involuntarily as her dream of getting fucked by her ex became more of a reality by the second. She immediately obeyed, putting her bare hands on the wall, pushing her beautiful butt out at me. I caressed it as I got behind her - it was a bit of a tight squeeze, getting behind her, since the janitor's closet wasn't exactly roomy, but it definitely worked. "You ready?" I asked her as I rubbed my erect member along her pussy. All Megan could do was moan and push towards me desperately in response, and it was enough of a 'yes' for me. Taking in one last breath, I lined my dick up with her entrance and pushed my way in. "Oh my goodness..." Megan exhaled with delight. "I missed this." I gave her a second to accommodate to me, and in response, she looked back at me. "What are you waiting for?" She asked me. "Take me. You know I like it rough." Who was I to argue? Immediately, I started to pump in and out of Megan. Moaning in pleasure, she slammed right back in to me, using the wall as leverage. The room was filled with a loud slapping sound and the sounds of Megan's heavy breathing as we began going at it ...
    like rabbits, my hands poised around her curvy ass to give my movements even more speed. Megan's erratic moaning became one consistent moan as our bodies became a blur. "F-faster." She panted. "P-please." There was no room for gentleness or subtlety in this encounter, as I found out. I wasn't even sure if it was possible for me to go faster. After a few minutes, it even began to hurt. To convey how I felt, I reached up with one hand and smacked Megan's ass, hard. Somehow, she seemed to get the memo and in response, she arched her back harder, allowing me better access to slide in and out without sacrificing comfort. I thanked her by going faster, an action I have no doubt she noticed. Soon, her moaning became this panicked breathing, and I could tell she was close. Knowing what she liked, I began to slap her ass again, and uttered dirty phrases I was surprised were coming out of my own mouth at her, all of which just turned her on even more. Her breathing became more and more erratic until it reached an apex, and with her climax came her juices. As soon as I felt the first gush of her fluids, I pushed in all the way and let her bask in her orgasm, which she appreciated with a steady repetition of 'Ahhh's. It took her longer than usual to climb back down from her high. I pulled out of her and stood by her, rubbing her shoulder as she tried to catch her breath. When she could breathe normally again, she panted, "Gosh, I needed that." I laughed. "Megan, you can swear if you want." ...
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