The One who got Away

I reached up for the clasp, and as soon as my hands left her hips, she began to move against me. I closed my eyes for juts a second; enough to let the feeling of her pussy blow my mind. My hands undid her clasp, and her beautiful breasts fell free. I brought her to me, but her arms were already around my head, pulling me to her chest. I buried my face between them, kissed them, used my tongue to draw circles around them, and she began to ride me faster. I pinched her nipples, t

hen took one and then the other in mouth, and sucked hard.

Jenni’s moans made me work harder, and soon she was riding me like a fucking bronco. Her hips switched from bouncing on top of me, her huge breasts slapping against my face, and grinding, hard and fast, driving me crazy. I reached down and found her clit, and that only made her grind harder and faster, her moans now full on screams. One orgasm after the other shook her, but she didn’t stop, wanting more, begging me to keep doing what I was doing.

I couldn’t fucking take it anymore. I grabbed her ass, squeezing hard and lifted her up. She continued rocking against me, her legs wrapping around mine, and only when I turned her onto her back was I finally in control.

I fucked like there was no tomorrow. I slammed my cock inside her with just the same amount of speed and vigor that she had shown me, her breasts bouncing, her arms over her head so I could see the whole thing. Her legs clasped around my hips, pulling me in with every thrust, forcing me to fuck harder.

“Oh God, Alex!” she screamed. “I’m going to cum again…don’t stop…I’m cumming…!”

Her orgasm came with a scream that could have deafened me and scared the neighbors, but all it did was make me want more. She pulled me to her, wrapping herself around me, shaking against me as the aftershocks of her orgasm rocked her body.

I began to move again, and she held me tighter, stopping me.

“Slow down,” she giggled. “Slow down, you’re going to fucking kill me.”

“You started this,” I chuckled, kissing her neck, her cheek, her lips. Her eyes were closed, and the smile on her face was priceless.

“I know, I know,” she sighed. I moved, and she stopped me again. “Alex!” she gasped.

“You think I’ve had enough of you?”

She smiled and looked at me, and I swear I could have lost myself in those eyes. “At least get me out of this skirt,” she said.

I struggled with the zipper on the side, mainly because I was still too excited to even think about what I was doing. She giggled, and helped me pull her skirt off. Before her legs fell back down, I pushed them open and bent down. My tongue lapped up at her juices, and she squirmed underneath me.

“Alex!” she moaned.

I grabbed her hips to stop her from moving and continued to eat her out. I pushed my tongue between her lips, licking up and down, flicking against her clit and sucking it into my mouth. Her legs clenched closed around my head and her hands buried themselves in my hair. I pushed two fingers inside her, and while I worked my tongue, I twisted and turned my fingers inside, driving her crazy. Her heels had fallen off, and her feet rubbed against my back. I felt her toes curl, and soon her legs were shaking against me, her orgasm coming hard.

I pulled back, and her legs fell limp. She slid off the couch and onto the carpet, slapping my arm lazily. “Dammit, Alex, I said give me a second!” she smiled.

“I did,” I laughed.

She looked up at me, her eyes barely open, then looked down at my hard-on. “We’re going to need to take care of that,” she said.

“Any ideas?” I asked.

She grabbed me by the cock and pulled me to her. “I have a few ideas,” she winked.

I bent down and kissed her breasts, briefly sucking on her nipples as she adjusted herself underneath me. I slid in easily, my eyes closing at the feel of her warmth. She was still wet, and it took little effort for me to find a rhythm. I rocked against her, slow, taking my time, watching her and enjoying the look on her face. Her cheeks had a beautiful blush to them, and her hair fanned out around her head, making her look sexier than ever.

“Come on, big boy,” she smiled and opened her eyes. “Let’s see how long you can hold out.”

I held out for quite a while. I fucked her slow, but every thrust made her smile wider, and soon she was racking her nails across my back. Her breath grew heavier, and despite her earlier need for a break, I knew she wanted this just as much as I did. I picked up the speed, just a little, just enough for her pants to become soft moans against my shoulder. I felt the tension inside me build up.

She took my ear in her mouth, let her tongue roll over it, then whispered, “Come for me, Alex. Come inside me, baby.”

It was all the coaxing I needed, and after a few more thrusts, I was groaning in pleasure and exploding inside her. The orgasm hit me hard, a rush of blood to the head that made me sway for a few seconds. I collapsed on top of her, and she held me tight, my cock still inside her as she clenched and milked me. I shuddered, then rolled off her. She giggled and threw a hand onto my chest. I looked at her, eyes closed, mouth smiling, beautiful breasts rising and falling with her every breath.

“That was fucking incredible,” she whispered.

“You’re fucking incredible,” I said, rubbing the tip of my nose to hers. “Just one thing, though.”

She pressed her forehead to mine. “Name it.”

“You gotta change this carpet,” I said, breaking into a smile. “I think I just gave myself one hell of a rug burn.”