The temptation to touch myself was almost overwhelming but that was not what I needed. I’d had enough of my hands and fingers in the last two years. I wanted his big hands on me. His shirt came off and I drooled as I took in his sculpted chest and massive shoulders.
Next to come off was his pants, leaving him in just his boxers. My pussy tightened at the sight of the tent that his erect cock made. Alex gripped the hem of his boxers and pulled them down. My throat went dry.
I couldn’t see the details but I didn’t need to. Even after two years, I could visualize his cock as intimately as if I’d seen it the previous day.
I moved to make space for Alex and he came to stretch out next to me. He slipped a hand around my waist and pulled me closer. Our bodies aligned with each other, Alex cradled my cheek and kissed me deeply.
I wrapped my hands around his neck and pressed my nipples against his chest. How had I lived without this for so long? Under his expert hands and mouth, my body came alive. I felt like a different person as Alex kissed me softly at first and then with a hunger that matched my own.
He pulled away from my lips and moved to my neck, trailing delicious kisses down to my breasts. He pushed me back gently to lie on my back and moved in between my legs. As he took a nipple into his mouth, I shamelessly rubbed my aching pussy against his thigh, the friction building a fire in my belly.
I writhed and arched my body as Alex pleasured me with his hands, tongue and body. The ache between my legs grew and when he moved further down, all it took was a single lick to my clit and the orgasm burst out of me.
“Alex.”
He licked me until my body grew still, but another hunger was threatening to consume me. A hunger to have his cock inside me. “I want you,” I said to him.
“Go on your knees,” he growled.
I scrambled to my knees with my breath coming out fast in anticipation of having him back inside me. I envisioned his movements as he arranged himself behind me and caressed my ass. He parted my thighs and then ran his cock up and down my pussy, reminding me of how he had loved teasing me.
A nagging thought grew in my mind. Why had Alex wanted me in that position, facing away from him? Did he hate me so much that he couldn’t bear to look at me?
That thought disappeared as soon as the tip of his cock prodded the entrance of my pussy. I closed my eyes as he slowly eased it in. A scream filled the air and it took a moment to realize that it was coming from me.
I wanted to cry from an overload of sensation. I whimpered and fisted the bedding as he pushed his cock deeper and deeper until he filled me completely.
Alex
I was angry and I was taking it out on Charlotte, slamming my dick into her with a ferociousness that I’d never used before. Anger for what she had done to us consumed me as I pounded into her. Her screams of pleasure filled the air, and her words urging me on served to incense me further.
What right did she have to want me after walking out on me? It was a stupid question to ask because I should have been directing that question to myself. The obvious answer didn’t do anything for my anger either.
Her lover had left her and Charlotte was a highly passionate woman. The simple answer of why she was having sex with me was lust, plain and simple. It hurt but I wasn’t any better. I wanted her so badly.
It felt incredible to have her inner muscles squeezed around my dick, milking it. My anger dissipated as I lost myself in the sensation of being joined to Charlotte. Sweat dripped down my body as I kept an iron grip on my control, determined to make it last as long as I could.
“Oh God, Alex,” Charlotte groaned.
I never thought I would ever hear those words from Charlotte ever again. She was almost coming. My thrusts became sharp quick jabs. Charlotte pushed back against me and then with a sound that was halfway between a scream and a cry, she orgasmed.
I held her in place as her body rocked with convulsions of pleasure. I thrust into her several more times. “Chaz.” I groaned her name as my dick swelled and surged before I exploded inside her body.
We were both stunned when it was over. I gently withdrew and we both collapsed on the bed. Charlotte lay with her face buried in the bed and I stared up at the ceiling trying to come to terms with what just happened.