She winds her hips then rocks them forward and back, and I follow her lead, allowing her to set the tempo. Honestly, I can’t fuck her too hard or I will bust inside her like a virgin at a whorehouse.
Slow and easy, Dak.
Savor these last few minutes of bliss.
But when Katrina grabs me by my hair and starts to bounce almost violently on top of me, I almost fucking lose it.
“Fuck, Trina! You’re going to kill me.”
Her gorgeous tits are swaying to and fro and damn near hitting me in my face as she fucks me ruthlessly.
“Oh Dak, this feels perfect!”
Damn, she’s loud.
Louder than she’s been the entire time we’ve been playing around in here, so I cover her mouth with my hand. The last thing I need is for her to lose her job because the whole office can hear us fucking.
“Shhh, baby,” I warn her as she whines in protest. “Now come for me as quietly as you can and do it right fucking now.”
Her release is brutal as it washes completely over her.
Her back arches.
Her face twists in a painful pleasure.
But nobody can hear it. Nobody but me. And I will never forget how beautifully she came for me. It’s a picture I will forever have stored in my memory. Hopefully, along with many more that I hope to elicit from her.
When I come, I grunt like some sort of wounded animal, and a flash of white light momentarily blinds me. It was the perfect orgasm given to me by the most perfect woman.
“Dak,” she pants, her sweaty body slumped against mine.
“Yes, Doc?” I ask as I rub gentle circles into her lower back and ass with my hands.
“Your time today is up.”
And we both laugh in each other’s arms hysterically.
katrina
As I standunder the shower head, I’m reminded of a very random memory of my teenage years which occurred between my mom and my sister. My mom and Pat were in the kitchen, and I can remember my mother yelling at Pat, accusing her of having sex.
Pat of course denied it, but my mother told her that she could tell. It’s so obvious, Patty. And I remember wondering how my mother could’ve possibly known what Pat had been up to?
But now I get it.
It happens the first time you have sex, and it happens when you have the best sex of your life. You glow. There’s an obvious skip in your step. It’s the way that you look at yourself in the mirror. It’s the way you switch your hips when you walk.
It’s everything.
That’s how I feel today.
It’s like I’m on a total high after being completely satiated. I don’t want to eat. I don’t want to drink. All I want is Dak. He’s all I can think about.
Dak: I’m outside.
Me: Okay.
Dak: I can come up if you need a minute.
