Page 180 of S is for SEX

As his swollen cock continued to slide in and out of my sopping wet pussy, the sound of our flesh on flesh began to resonate through the room. To me, there was nothing sexier sounding than skin slapping skin. I felt my pussy begin to contract into an orgasm. As he must have sensed my point of climactic bliss, he held his cock in place as I exploded into a thousand little pieces of what the fuck just happened.

My body shaking and my pussy convulsing, the orgasm lasted for an eternity. His cock somehow swelled a little more. Shocked that I could actually feel it, my eyes widened and I began to shake. My hands slipped from my knees and onto the floor.

As I felt his cock pulse inside of me, filling me with his warm cum, one last surge of climactic heaven filled my soul.

“Oh my God, that….was…incredible,” I said as I attempted to stand on shaky legs.

“That was far more than incredible. Holy shit,” he gasped.

“What?” I grinned.

“Nothing…” he said.

I did my best to turn and look over my shoulder. His face was covered with a smile. A smile I had yet to see. A smile that not only covered his face, but one that exuded even from his eyes. He raised his hands to his face and pressed his palms into his cheeks.

“No, what?” I asked.

His breathing still slightly labored, he exhaled a breath. Along with it came his thoughts. “I just really like you.”

I shifted my gaze to the floor and stared down at the carpet as I felt his cock begin to become flaccid inside of me.

“I passed that stage a long fucking time ago…” I said flatly.

As I chuckled to myself for my quick witted nature in quoting what he had said earlier, I realized I had truly reached the point of no return.

I reached between my legs with my right hand as I pulled myself away from him. As I cupped my hand against my pussy, holding the proof of his satisfaction inside of me, I turned to face the man I loved. With still shaking legs, I looked up and smiled.

He released his cheeks, placed his hands against my face, and bent at his waist. After a long, sensual, much needed kiss, our lips parted. He gazed into my eyes and blinked. He pulled my face to his, kissing me again passionately. My head began to spin and my mind reeled as the tension inside of me built. Again, our lips parted.

He gazed into my eyes for a long moment.

“What?’ I breathed.

He pulled my face to his and again kissed me passionately. Lost in the kiss, I began to feel as if I had been lifted from my feet and was floating in the space before him. I had never been kissed the way he kissed me. I had never felt the feelings I was feeling. This, to me, was completely and utterly new. As our lips parted, I fought for my next breath. I gazed into his eyes.

He narrowed his gaze as his mouth curled into a smile. “I think I’m falling in love with you, Sydney.”

Falling in love?

I passed that stage a long fucking time ago.

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