After The Party - page 2

18 March 2008

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Unable or unwilling to resist my back arches in ecstasy and I let out a moan, my hands wrapping around his back, pulling him closer to me and his fingers deeper inside me. I can feel his fingers on my G-spot, tantalizing and almost immobilizing. It’s so good, but I still want more. His rock hard cock is pressing against my leg, I take it in one hand and begin to pump, up and down. My free hand wanders down his back and begins to pull his boxers down.

We finally seperate but only just for long enough to strip off what remains of our clothing , but he leaves on my garters because just looking at them turns him on.

Once again, he pushes me back down onto the bed as he gets on his knees, between my legs. Grabbing one of my breasts with his hand, and his throbbing dick in the other, he guides himself into me.

I feel him push into me, I feel his entire length sliding into me, as he fills me up completely. I let out a moan as I angle my hips up toward him. I know he’s trying his best to hold back from just fucking me as hard as he can. He slowly pulls out, as I issue another sigh. He loses control and forcefully thrusts back into me, quickly driving himself in and out.

God.. it’s good. He leans over and pins my wrists down to keep me from moving in my pleasure. He slows down to tease me. Annoyed, I raise my head to bite his neck. It drives him crazy. He lets out a low moan and once again loses control and begins to fuck me as hard as he can, letting go of my wrists. I put my arms around him. Pulling him down to me.

I can feel everything. His hard dick is rubbing past my G-spot with every quick thrust, driving me to orgasm. Unable to hold back my back arches and my body involuntarily convulses as I bite his shoulder to keep from screaming as the waves of pleasure hit me, again and again, unrelenting with every movement he makes inside of me.

Without giving me a chance to recover, he pins my wrists once again, holding them in one hand above our heads, so tightly it hurts. He lifts one of my legs above his shoulder and begins to pump into me again, his other hand on my hip. He knows I always come like this.

It only takes a few minutes until I’m coming again, unable to move and letting out a small scream. Seconds later he comes too, the contractions in my pussy from my orgasm too much for him. I can feel his muscles tighten, his eyes close as he leans forward as he thrusts as far into me as he can letting out a low, sexy, guttural moan.

He collapses onto me as we gasp for breath. He kisses me and we smile at each other. Outside, the velvety darkness has begun to give way to light. The sun will be rising soon. I turn to look at him. "So, thats the foreplay over when does the real thing take place" I ask.