Carrie was so fresh and so innocent, that the second time was even more enlightening than the first.
Once I felt she was ready for me, I retracted my fingers and urged Carrie over on her back. Her eyes glistened with allure as I moved between her legs, easing myself her already moistened bodice.
She was gorgeous and for the first time and in a long time, I felt extremely lucky. While under normal circumstances, I wouldn’t even know how to handle this feeling, the amorous intent and the erotic nature of our current position made it easy to disregard thoughts.
Primed by raw, animalistic stimulation and emotion, I wanted her. That was it. There was no other need for thought. There was only action and right now, all my body was telling me to do was finish what I had started.
My blood pumped wildly in my body and the sensation of amatory suggestion was thick and heavy, consuming us completely.
The pulsing in my dick met the muse of my desires, thrusting against it with need and the embodiment of attraction.
I moaned as we touched, feeling a rush of sexual consciousness flood to the tip of my manhood.
My body was vibrating from the excitement she aroused within me.
I stroked myself against her, my body nearly gushing right there from even the small amount of contact.
I drew in a deep breath and positioned myself appropriately. I grinned down at her, feeling an overwhelming connection to her that I didn’t dare think too much about.
I wasn’t about to let anything ruin this moment.
After another stroke of teasing us both, I was finally ready to ease myself into her. Carrie quivered as I entered her. I reveled in the feel of her moist, warm womanliness surrounding me, consuming me.
I shuddered as a pulse of excitement rocketed through me. I forced myself to remain vigilant, not wanting this moment to end.
Carrie reacted in kind, grasping the bedsheets, and pushing her breasts toward me, as though she too was being ensnared by an excessive amount of arousal.
Neither of us wanted the climax to ruin the sensations that were coursing through us.
I eased back, slowly at first, before thrusting myself toward her again, watching her with intense pleasure as she groaned and threw her head back.
“Oh…Johnathan…” She called, and I wondered if this was actually happening.
However, as my thrusts grew more insistent, while my hands helped to guide her body, I was certain that the feelings that were growing inside of me now were definitely not that of a wet dream.
The intensity of our togetherness encapsulated me. I was transposed, into something that seemed otherworldly, exotic.
Our motions jived together quickly, as though this was some kind of predetermined destiny. Everything about us being together felt right.
I was enthralled and encouraged by her moans. The feeling of our ebbing and flowing the motion of me coursing in and out of her was magnificent.
My heart thudded wildly and all I could think about was the approaching climax.
I groaned and growled as our motions quickened. Carrie seemed to feed off me with inherent need and enthusiasm.
Our mutual sensual escalation seemed to be heightening at the same pace. That revelation alone was intensely invigorating.
The passion seemed to flow through both of us like an equally strong current, rendering everything else in the world completely useless.
Eventually, we were both breathing heavy, as our blood pumped with fervor through our veins; while it felt like every drop of fluid I had in my body was pumping to the core of my arousal, enlarging it, testing the bounds of Carrie’s tightness more with each amazing thrust.
Carrie screamed as I felt her need quake around me, escalating our mutual intoxication for one another.
Then, when I felt I couldn’t hold it in any longer, I allowed myself to release my love inside of Carrie. She used this as a springboard into her own illustrious oasis, while my head spun with a whirl of intense satisfaction.
Feeling the final release catapulted me into a sense of euphoria that I had never experienced before. Between the emotional attachment I had for this woman and the physical eruption of pleasure, in that moment, I became hopelessly, irrevocably enamored with Carrie.
I hoped to God that this feeling would last.