Jack again, up late, as usual. While Kathy likes to (and really, needs to, physically) crash early, I have wicked bad insomnia on occasion. So, what's a guy to do but turn to good old fashioned internet porn? Well, I do. But Kathy lying there in bed torments me. As much as I want to wake her up and just fuck her brains out until I fall asleep, doing so every time I can't sleep means that she'd never sleep either.
It's just so unsatisfying, jacking off, when she's lying there ten feet away. I know she needs her sleep, but her glorious tits, the supple arch of her neck, they call to me. I just want to burrow into the covers and taste her, wake her up with my tongue until she's perfectly wet and ready.
Agh, torment.
A great morning, though, by all counts. We were supposed to be in kind of a rush, going down to my parents' house for my little brother's birthday, but, well, showering with Kathy turns into an exercise in discipline at the worst of times, and the best... well, that was this morning.
Let me just say that I love the way she's shaped. Her small frame, barely 5'2", thin built but soft and carrying a gorgeously proportioned ass and tits grown now to a solid D since we started dating--the debate as to whether or not that is somehow my fault, however, I leave to trivia. She's just damn gorgeous, and it's not bloody fair that I'm sitting here typing when I should be inside of her again.
Anyway. We're in the shower, and she's covered in soap suds all over, wet and beautiful and perfect, when I noticed that there was a spot free of soap on her neck. Me being me, I had to have a nibble at it, and I lost control. Biting into the tender flesh of her neck, my hands found those perfect, perfect tits and started kneading her, pulling at her nipples, her knees buckling and sending her gorgeous ass onto my cock. I forget exactly what she said to try to fend me off, but after some serious kissing it was a forgone conclusion that we were going to fuck the hell out of each other, and NOW. Bending her over in the shower, I started fucking into her, pushing my wet, soapy cock into her--not quite ready for me, but gods do I love that stretching feeling--hard and fast. Her groaning moans every time I pushed all the way in were perfect, and I dare say impossible to communicate in words. But, as usual, steam makes the hard labor of our sex life a little awkward, so she hopped off and started telling me we had to get ready.
Balls to that! I don't give up that easily, and I dropped to my knees and hooked my arms around her legs, pulling her pussy to my face and eating her wet snatch for all I was worth. The view, incidentally, is amazing when I look up; her body arches, her hands pressed into the walls, her eyes half closed in that expression halfway between pain and surprise. It's perfect, and only makes me want to taste her more. So I started tonguing her clit, fast and wild, relishing every pitch and roll of her body against my face, lapping her juices up like I was dying of thirst.
Dammit, hard again. I don't know why I thought this would help.
But, anyway, when we finally disengaged, I needed her, badly, and I knew the shower and our water bill couldn't take the kind of pounding I needed to give her--gods, by itself, the water on my cock was enough to drive me crazy now that I'd tasted her. So, a pinch on the ass and a dead run to the bedroom later, I'm on top of her, pushing all of me into her again, bottoming out inside her while my hand holds her ass up for that perfect, lovely angle where I roll my whole length across her g-spot. She's cumming, I'm nibbling all over her neck and ear, and we just don't stop--doubtless the housemates knew by now what was up, because our bed has taken to squeaking like crazy. Soon, she's cumming all over my cock, and we switch, Kathy going to her knees in front of me and me mounting her to fuck her hard doggy style, making enough noise to wake the neighborhood between her groans and mine. It was perfect and fierce, and the feeling of her orgasming on my cock like that, while I pound the hell out of her and she fingers her clit, well, it's a hell of a rush. But I need more.
I need her on top of me, and with that tired orgasmic glint in her eye, she climbs onto me, sliding down roughly, taking all of me into her sore but still eager wetness, and I push her up perpendicular to me so I can see all of her stretched above me. She's just so gorgeous, riding me, and I love how much she cums while I fuck up into her fast and rough, watching her tits bounce in quick little circles while she slams down my length. And gods does she slam! She finally took control a bit and bent over me, grinding her ass down on me until it slapped against my balls, her pussy pulling at me and spasming again and again, covering me in the white froth of her juices over and over, until I just couldn't take it anymore. I yelled something incomprehensible along with her and blew my load into her while she clamped down on me and came again.
Hell of a way to get ready for a trip to see the family, and damned if I don't want to just wake her up right now and do it all over again. But, no. She's got classes tomorrow, and I'll just have to content myself with this.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Sex in the Great Outdoors
Jack and I drove up to one of our favorite getaways, Tunica Falls. We spent the day hiking, having clay fights, finding baby snakes (to Jack's chagrin), and basking in waterfalls. After hiking past any areas frequented by adventurous families and troops of boy scouts, we found a stream bank that looked perfect. We had been waiting for this all day. Much as we both love hiking and the outdoors, nothing could compare to the feeling of him inside me.
I grab his hair and force his mouth to mine, our tongues invading each other, a harsh long kiss where neither of us could breathe but neither wanted to. Those world ending kisses that keep me coming back to him, constantly craving more. The day is humid as only Louisiana can be, and we can both barely breathe from exertion and want. I straddle him and continue to kiss him; not letting him in, not yet. I tease his cock, brushing the head of it against my wet pussy. Gods it's hot outside and there's a faint sheen of sweat on Jack already.
He begs. I love when he says "Baby, please" or "Domina". I slide him in, gasping at the tearing feeling as I always do. He's so big! Then I adjust, stretch around his pulsing cock and begin to move. First rocking forward with our bodies level, then that blissful screaming soul rending moment when I sit up fully and slide the last painful inches of his cock into me. It's amazing. He's pushing so hard against my cervix I can't tell if it's pleasure or pain but all I know is I want more!
My eyes widen and he sighs contentedly as he enters me fully. I bounce up and down on his dick, trying to maintain a rhythm but shifting around him all the while as each stroke stimulates a different part of me. I lean back, still riding him for all I'm worth, letting the head of his cock brush against my clit with each stroke, hitting my g-spot on the way in, then sliding partly out to repeat the process. I simply could not help myself, I began to cum; finally lying exhausted on his chest.
I cum so hard that I'm sleepy, not caring that I'm lying in the middle of the woods naked; just wanting to stay there with him forever. He lays me down gently and slides into my pussy, still dripping with my cum. Slow missionary strokes tease me into renewed arousal, and I push back against him. However he continues to punish me, moving with such infuriating slowness that I dig my nails into his back and bite at his ear, begging "harder, faster!". He obliges and I lock my ankles behind his back, pulling him down on me even as he pounds inward. It feels so good I can hardly stand it but looking past the muscles of his shoulders working above me I see the canopy moving above us. The vivid greens and blues, so like his gorgeous eyes and the ink on his skin, are captivating. It was a religious experience. Finally, an eternity of pleasure in which time stops later, he cums. So hard, it bursts out of him, pleasuring me as it touches every inch of my walls. We collapse into each other in our stolen moment.
I grab his hair and force his mouth to mine, our tongues invading each other, a harsh long kiss where neither of us could breathe but neither wanted to. Those world ending kisses that keep me coming back to him, constantly craving more. The day is humid as only Louisiana can be, and we can both barely breathe from exertion and want. I straddle him and continue to kiss him; not letting him in, not yet. I tease his cock, brushing the head of it against my wet pussy. Gods it's hot outside and there's a faint sheen of sweat on Jack already.
He begs. I love when he says "Baby, please" or "Domina". I slide him in, gasping at the tearing feeling as I always do. He's so big! Then I adjust, stretch around his pulsing cock and begin to move. First rocking forward with our bodies level, then that blissful screaming soul rending moment when I sit up fully and slide the last painful inches of his cock into me. It's amazing. He's pushing so hard against my cervix I can't tell if it's pleasure or pain but all I know is I want more!
My eyes widen and he sighs contentedly as he enters me fully. I bounce up and down on his dick, trying to maintain a rhythm but shifting around him all the while as each stroke stimulates a different part of me. I lean back, still riding him for all I'm worth, letting the head of his cock brush against my clit with each stroke, hitting my g-spot on the way in, then sliding partly out to repeat the process. I simply could not help myself, I began to cum; finally lying exhausted on his chest.
I cum so hard that I'm sleepy, not caring that I'm lying in the middle of the woods naked; just wanting to stay there with him forever. He lays me down gently and slides into my pussy, still dripping with my cum. Slow missionary strokes tease me into renewed arousal, and I push back against him. However he continues to punish me, moving with such infuriating slowness that I dig my nails into his back and bite at his ear, begging "harder, faster!". He obliges and I lock my ankles behind his back, pulling him down on me even as he pounds inward. It feels so good I can hardly stand it but looking past the muscles of his shoulders working above me I see the canopy moving above us. The vivid greens and blues, so like his gorgeous eyes and the ink on his skin, are captivating. It was a religious experience. Finally, an eternity of pleasure in which time stops later, he cums. So hard, it bursts out of him, pleasuring me as it touches every inch of my walls. We collapse into each other in our stolen moment.
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