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The wind is being knocked from my lungs and I love it, every minute, I want more, more, more! It's too much to keep up for long, and soon he slows, then stops and we kiss again. I lie with my legs wrapped around him, not wanting to lose the closeness and the heat inside me. I grind my pelvis against him. In response, he moves his hips from side to side, the friction builds and suddenly... "Oh!" A gasp springs from my lips as orgasm creeps up on me and abruptly hits me full force. To accentuate my throes, he pulls almost all the way out of me and thrusts back in forcefully. My fingers dig into his back and my legs flop around unattractively, but it feels too good for me to be self-conscious. With him, with this man, with my cunt uncontrollably squeezing his cock, there is no room for self-consciousness. "Ohhh, darling..." I sigh, finally relaxing and lying still, breathing heavily. He brushes a wisp of hair off my forehead and gives me that tender look again. "'Zat good?" he asks playfully. "Uhhnn!" I respond. "Good?" "Uhnn!" "Good, huh." "Ahhh...good. Real good...mmm" Our lips fall together to kiss again, and I squirm slightly beneath him to feel the last twinges. "Oh, I'm hot..." he whispers. "Hot" I remark, running my fingers over his back. "Hot for you, baby...so hot..." I scratch his back gently and start to move my hips.

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They slide over my collarbone, brush at my chest and finally settle on my left nipple. He lips it gently, puckers around it and sucks. "Your tongue...your tongue...please" I gasp. "Oh!" I cry when he flicks the tip of his tongue over the tip of my breast. My back arches as he, keeping his mouth on my flesh takes his cock in hand and rubs the head of it over my pussy. I feel how slippery I am and think how easily his full, thick length would slide into me. He takes my nipple between his teeth and rolls it gently. He's still rubbing his cock-head against me, and now I am not squirming, I am writhing. "Oh, give it to me, baby!" I exclaim suddenly, out of control, needing to feel him inside me. I need to feel his cock pressing into me. He raises his head and smiles at me knowingly, then taunts me by rubbing the tip of his dick against the entrance to my cunt. I strain towards him and he rubs some more but still doesn't enter me. I hear a high whine coming from deep in my throat. "In..." I implore. "Please...in me...put it...in me...ahh...hhh!" I open my mouth and moan low and throaty as I finally feel his solid penis pushing my muscles aside and boring into my body. "Ahhhnnn!" I throw my hips up against him and hold onto his back for dear life while he pumps violently.

When it breaks, he raises his head and looks at me. His face is
beautiful in the fluttering light, and the way he looks at me is the way
you’d look at someone you want to be with more than anyone else in the
world. My arms go around him and my feet hook around his calves to pull
him as close to me as I can. A little squirming on his part brings the
hard shaft of his cock along the full length of my clitoris, and the hot
pressure thrills me. “Mmmmm” I sigh into his face as he kisses me again.
I rub my crotch against him, letting the friction make me twitch with
pleasure. My fingers clutch at his back as he kisses my neck under my
ear, and I start to squirm in earnest as his lips move along my throat.

"No. Don't do that." I straighten up and tear myself away from him. My legs are so shaky I fall back against him. Then I stand up straight and turn off the shower. We towel ourselves dry, then go into the bed room to complete what we've started. In the bedroom, I light a candle and turn off the lamp as he spreads the spare quilt over the bed. As I turn around, he takes me by the shoulders to kiss me, and, laughing, I throw my arms around his waist and pull him onto the bed on top of me. He yelps as he loses his balance and comes sprawling down in a jumble of arms and legs. "Hey! Would you mi..." he begins. I shut him up with a kiss. It's so good to feel his warm weight on my body and his clean, bare skin against mine. I savor the feeling, and enjoy a slow, hot kiss as well.

Just look at that." "I wish I could." "Oh, it's beautiful. I'm so big and hard and you're so wet and juicy...oh, your muscles are contracting around me and it feels so good..." "Oh, fuck me! Fuck me hard!" Our words deteriorate into wild noises and the world is nothing more to me than water pouring down and cock filling me up. I can't even move, the best I can do is stand there and receive. "Can I come?" he asks, pausing for a moment. "No. I want to watch. I want to watch you when you come, and I want you to watch me. How's that sound? That sound good?" "Oh, yes! Please." He thrusts once more. I grunt and push against him again. "Feels so good" I sigh. "Yeah, but stop or I'll come now, inside you."

"You wash me now." "Okay." He washes my shoulders and my arms and my breasts, then turns me around and starts on my back. "Nice," I say. He washes my rump, one hand soaping, the other exploring my pussy. He puts his middle finger in me while he washes my pubic hair. I moan and bend over a little. This gives him an idea, namely to replace his finger with his prick. I moan as it goes into me at an entirely different angle than I've ever felt it. I bend over further, holding on the the hot and cold dials for support. Water is running into my eyes, and when I open my mouth to make an appreciative groan, my mouth fills with it, but I don't care. It's good, so good, the shower beating on my back and his huge, hard cock pounding into my body. My legs are getting too wobbly to stand on, so he holds my hips and I lean back on him as he thrusts in and out of me. He moves slowly and gently for a time, then all of the sudden slams against my ass, driving his cock in me as deep as it can possibly go. The impact is so stunning it makes me yell. "I'm sorry!" he says. "For what?!" I pant. "Didn't I hurt you?" "Oh, God, no, it felt...uhn!" I grunt, thrusting back against him..."amazing!" "In that case..." he says. He does it again, then renews fucking me at a reasonable rate. "Oh, look at that" he says. "Look at my hard cock sliding in and out of your cunt.

"Well...maybe just off certain fingers. Anyway, let me finish washing you." I take up the bar of soap again and make suds in the hair on his chest. I wash his belly and then hesitate. His cock bobs a little, as if saying 'Me next!' I nonchalantly begin soaping his right leg. "Hey, you skipped..." "Don't worry" I assure him, working on his calf. "I saves the best part for last." "Oh. Okay." I finish the right leg, proceed to the left, then finally arrive at the area he's been waiting for me to arrive at. I soap it between my hands, the soap slithery in my palms around his hard shaft. I drop the bar of soap and slide my hands around in all that lovely slipperiness. I spread the lather all through his hair, all over his balls, between the cheeks of his ass. He sighs and claws at my back. "Okay, rinse off" I instruct him. He rinses, then I make sure all the soap is gone and get on my knees again. I press my face against his crotch, which being freshly washed doesn't smell like anything. I take his cock into my mouth, and it tastes like water. The water is pouring down over me, dripping on my head. I close my eyes and suck. I imagine my mouth as another vagina and fuck him with it energetically.I can taste love-drops. "I love to have my mouth full of this" I say, pausing for a moment. "I bet you do" he says, running his hands through my hair. He thrusts his cock against my cheek. I grab hold of it lovingly and rub it on my face. I moan, and so does he as I pull back and slide my lips over it again. I suck until he starts getting too excited. I straighten up.

I press myself against his fingers, and in distraction lose track of what I'm doing. "OWW!" he exclaims suddenly. I pull away. "What is it?" I ask in slight alarm. He turns around and pulls me back against him. "It's okay" he says. "You got a little rough with that fingernail." "Oh, baby, I'm sorry!" I've forgotten my fingernails before, once causing a slightly unpleasant sore in a delicate place. "I'll cut them off." "No, don't do that." "Well, I don't want to hurt you like that." "Just be more careful." I giggle."I'm sorry. It's sometimes hard to...I forget." "Don't cut them off. Then you wouldn't be able to scratch my back." "How about if I cut the nails off one hand so..." "That would look silly."

It is short and he is tall, and the contortions he goes through to soak his hair are amusing to watch. I don't understand why he doesn't simply bend his knees, but I decide not to bother suggesting that. Instead I get down on my knees and kiss his cock. I pay it some friendly attention for a few moments, then stand up again. "Okay. I wash you now." I pick up the bar of soap and run it over his chest, then change my mind. "No. Turn around. Your back first." He turns, and I begin by soaping his shoulders. I lather his long, pale back, then each of his arms. I soap his sides and his hips. One soapy hand casually kneads his ass, first just the plump flesh of his buttocks, then between them. "Yeah" he says. This is a sure-fire way to get to him, and I know it. Know it, and I love it. In our short time together, I have learned of many things that he can't resist, but this one is absolutely undeniable. "Oh, stick a finger in me" he requests. I'm getting used to this. I comply, and enjoy how hot it gets him. He reaches behind him and finds my tenderest spot.

Water. Hot water that pours down in a steady stream over my back. Hands, his hands, running a bar of soap over my skin, slicking suds all over my body. Slippery bodies, wet and soapy, sliding against each other. "I've always had a fantasy about showers" I remark conversationally as I adjust the water temperature. "Okay, love. Come on in so I can close the curtain. He steps in and I pull the curtain. "I do you first" I say. "Okay. Just let me get my hair wet." He bends down under the showerhead.

“What a mess you are. Let’s get into the shower and
clean up a little. Then, it’s time to eat…I think we’ll need
the food to keep our energy up, don’t you?”

Her grin conveyed the clear message that it wouldn’t be
very long before we were back in her bedroom again, doing our
impression of mink in heat.

"Have a nice nap," I enquired? "Mmmm, yes," she purred.

She rolled off of me and stretched out on the bed. That sight was almost enough to bring my cock back to full attention. She looked down at the mess at my crotch and she began to laugh.

We must have dozed off in that position, because I woke up a while later with her still perched on top of me. My now shrunken cock had slipped out of her. My crotch was covered with the sticky combination of my cum, which had leaked from her, and her own sweet juices. A shower was in order, and I smiled at the thought of sharing a shower with Lisa.

I kissed her lightly on the lips, which caused her to come awake, her eyes slowly adjusting to the sight of me laying underneath her. She smiled, dreamily, and kissed me back.

"Yessss," she gasped, "play with my ass, baby." Her urgings made me hotter than ever and I began to stroke my finger in and out of her ass in time to the thrusts of my cock up into her pussy. I could feel my semen boiling in my balls, moving up and threatening to erupt as my orgasm approached.

Hers hit first, and I felt her pussy and ass clamp down around my cock and finger like powerful fists as the first of her spasms hit her. My own climax was not far behind, and I yelled out loud as I felt the tip of my cock explode, sending a torent of my hot cum into the deepest reaches of her cunt. We both rode out the rest of the storm of sensations and at last she rested herself on me and we kissed, again, sharing our passion and the gratitude we felt toward each other for the wonderful sex we had just shared.

With her tits in my face, my hands were free to reach down and grasp the cheeks of her tight little ass. I just couldn't believe that such a beautiful woman was riding my cock. I felt like all the Christmas mornings I could remember all rolled into one. I gripped her ass and started lifting her up and down on my cock, forcing the pace of our fuck, driving my hips up off the bed to meet her as she slammed down into me.
We were both grunting like animals in the rut. My fingers sought the crack of her ass and one pressed inward on the wrinkled rosebud of her back door. She instantly relaxed the powerful sphincter and my finger sunk inside to the second knuckle.