Page 182 of S is for SEX

“You just tore my panties off,” she said.

I grinned and nodded my head.

“Maybe we should go to the bed,” she said as she tossed her head toward the hallway.

I gripped my cock and guided it between her legs. As I felt the tip begin to penetrate her soaking wet pussy, I gently pushed my hips forward and closed my eyes as she reached down and gripped her ass cheeks in her hands.

After she kicked one of her legs onto the back of the couch, she raised the other, and dropped it over the edge of the couch and onto the floor. I pressed my knees into the cushion and began slowly working my swollen cock in and out of her wetness.

“Oh God, that feels good,” she moaned. “fuck me…just like that...fuck me.”

I lowered my chest to hers and began to kiss her as I continued to work my hips back and forth carefully. With each in stroke, she exhaled and moaned a pleasurable gasp. Lost in the moment, my love for her, and how it felt to provide her with the deep satisfaction she explained only I could bring, I continued to kiss her and work myself in and out of her swollen mound.

As she released her ass, raised her hands behind me, and sank her fingers deep into my back, I knew she was about to climax. As her fingernails drug across my back, she began to moan.

“Oh…my God….hold….hold it right…”

“There,” she moaned as I felt myself bottom out inside of her.

I held myself still as I felt her pussy convulse into an orgasm. After a deep sigh and releasing my back from her tight grip, I slowly began to work myself in and out of her slippery pussy again.

“Oh dear God,” she said as I thrust myself in and out, bottoming out with each stroke.

“Holy fuck, you know I can’t…”

“Handle…”

“This…” she gasped.

I continued to pound myself into her carefully, but with as much force as I had learned she could handle. As the tip of my cock met resistance, I released the pressure, and pulled my hips back.

The repetitive motion and her tight pussy soon proved to be too much. I collapsed onto her chest and continued for a few more strokes.

“Kiss me,” I said as she arched her back and tilted her head into the cushion behind her.

As she fought to raise her head, I slid my hand underneath her neck, and gripped it in my hand. As I lifted her head upward, I pressed my lips into hers and kissed her deeply until I felt myself begin to reach climax.

As we continued to kiss, her pussy began to contract again into a massive orgasm. She bit into my lower lip and dug her fingernails into my back. As I felt myself explode inside of her, I arched my back, pulled my mouth from hers, curled my toes, and opened my eyes.

“I love you,” I groaned.

She opened her eyes as she fought to catch her breath. “I passed…”

“That stage…”

“A long fucking…”

“Time ago,” she gasped.

“You little smart ass,” I sighed.

“If you move, you’re going to have cum all over this couch. Hand me my shirt,” she said as she raised her hand in the air.

I reached down and grabbed my tee shirt and handed it to her.

“That’s yours,” she said.

“Use it, it’s cheap,” I said. “Ready?”

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