She complied, her eyes pooled with desire, lips parted. It took just two fingers circling her clit twice before she broke apart, her hips thrusting, legs contracted. I pushed two fingers inside her before she’d come back down and found her pussy tight and swollen. Tasting her would’ve been high on my list, but right now, all I could think about was my dick being inside her.
“Spread your legs again. You’re really wet and I want inside you. Are you ready?” I said, surprised I still had words.
Her legs moved apart, her wetness gleaming like pearls in the lamp light. “Go slow.”
“Relax, think about my cock filling that tight pussy,” I said, leaning over her, using one hand to move one of her legs to my waist, widening her for me. My dick was proportionate to my height and build and I’d had one girlfriend when I younger change her mind about sex when she saw the size of me. Since then, I’d learned more about foreplay, how to use words, how to appear to take control.
I moved my cock up and down her slit, her wetness coating the head and settled at her entrance and started to ease in. She gasped as I entered and I stilled, giving her time to relax and adjust, her hands on my arse.
“Fuck,” she said. “That feels…”
“Tell me how it feels,” I said quietly, kissing her neck, her jaw.
“Tight. A pinch, but good. More. I want more of you.”
I bent over and nipped her nipple, pulling another moan and slid in deeper, her hands on my arse, nails digging in, encouraging me to go deeper until I filled her.
“You good?” I said.
She pushed her chest up, her other leg now around my waist too. “I feel like you’re splitting me in two and it’s so good.”
“Put your hands over your head.”
She didn’t ask, just stretched out. I took her wrists with one hand, holding them gently down and then I started to move out and in, her wetness and warmth tight around me, her heavy-lidded eyes on mine. She was gloriously exposed, tits bouncing as I moved in her, faster and slower, watching her responses. Her chest was flushed, nipples hard tipped, her moans breathless and begging. I angled my hips to add pressure on her clit which caused her legs to brace around me. Two more quick thrusts and she cried out loudly, my name on her lips and her pussy clenched my cock, pulling my own release.
“I’m going to come in you,” I said, almost stuttering the words. “Is that still good?”
“Fuck yes,” she said. “Do it.”
I thrust a little faster, a little harder, her moans and whimpers becoming louder again. “Can I make you come again?”
“Just come in me,” she said and then I saw stars and heard angels singing as I felt my balls pump deep into her, filling her up over and over as she clenched around me again.
Her released hands reached around my back, her lips seeking mine. I kissed her lightly, gently, my cock still inside her and not wanting to leave. Recovery time was usually fairly speedy, but it had been a couple of months since I’d had sex and I hadn’t orgasmed like that for as long as I could remember.
“How do you feel?” I said, needing to check in with her, to hear her words.
“Well fucked,” she said. “Words aren’t quite there yet. Full.”
I shifted us, managing to stay inside her, so we were on our sides and facing. I wanted her close, but my weight was too much to stay as we were.
She laughed. “Wet.”
“Sorry,” I said. “I’ll take the wet patch.”
“Such a gentleman. The bed’s big enough for us both to avoid it.”
“Does that mean you don’t want space while you sleep?” I stroked her hair off her face, feeling her heat. She looked sated, happy, relaxed.
“No. I want to sleep wrapped up in you. Maybe I should nip to the bathroom first.”
I chuckled, my cock soft now. She slipped off the bed and I heard her laugh. Looking up I saw her biting her lip and cupping underneath her pussy. “You were insistent on no condom,” I said, loving the idea of my come still being in her tomorrow. I knew it was caveman of me and possessive, but there was something about it that made me want to beat my chest and declare her as mine.
“Be quiet, else you will sleep in the wet patch,” she shouted from the bathroom.
Once she was finished cleaning up, she returned to the bedroom and slipped in between the covers with me, curling up with her ass against my cock. I put an arm around her, cupping her breasts because I’d never be able to feel them enough and kissed her neck. “No weirdness. If this is just one night and one morning let’s enjoy it.”
“Hmmm,” she muttered, half asleep already. “Thank you. Feels so good.”
