Not so distant memories, VI

You lay in bed as you remember the hot springs trip, two fingers from your right hand gently massaging your swollen and soaking wet clit. You rub your breasts with your left hand, alternating between each one, occasionally playing with your nipples as you do.  Your lips crack into a smile as your breathing gets harder and harder.  An alarm on your phone goes off, reminding you briefly that you are having dinner with your sister in an hour.  You should really stop and take a shower first.  Your hands and mind disobey. You haven’t even relived the best parts of the trip.

You had sex with him three more times that weekend.  Once in the shower of your hotel room after an afternoon sleeping, sunbathing, and swimming in the main hot springs pool.  You started the shower without him but he joined minutes in, kissing down your neck and fondling your breasts and clit from behind before bending you over and fucking you doggy style in the steamy, hot, shower stall.

Another time later that night after a late romantic dinner at the only Italian restaurant near the hot springs.  The food sucked but neither of you cared.  You were too busy enjoying each other’s company, flirting through dinner.  In the elevator afterward, you pinned him to the wall and kissed him deeply.  Deep kisses and more intimate sex were rare with the two of you but not that night.  You kissed until your lips were sore and tongues tired. Only slowly did he remove all of your clothing that night and when he did he did none of his usual pre-sex routine of fondling your breasts or licking and sucking on your nipples.  Instead, he continued kissing you, wrapping you up in his arms and getting as close to you as he could.  The sex was slow, emotional, and deep.  You didn’t orgasm but you didn’t care.  That wasn’t the point.

Your favorite time, though, was the next morning.  After the long, intense session the night before you fell asleep curled up next to him, wrapped in his arms.  You were naked.  The following morning you woke up to a warm sensation against your lower back. IT was his tongue flickering around your lower spine, tracing the lines of a tribal tattoo design.  You barely had time to realize what was happening when he spun you around, grabbing you by your ankles and positioning your legs where he wanted.

“Who needs breakfast,” you heard him whisper softly before sliding his tongue and mouth down one of your inner thighs before exploring and finding your clit. He licked you softly, responding to your breathing and moaning, seemingly reading your mind, for what seemed like an hour that morning.  You never told him then or since, but you’ve never enjoyed oral as much as you did that morning from him.  And yet he couldn’t make you cum that morning until he finally slide three of his fingers deep inside you and finger fucked you while he sucked on your clit.  After, he picked you up and carried you to the shower with the intention of fucking you there again but you never got that far.  You bent over the bathroom counter and begged for him. He didn’t disappoint.

You quiver in your bed, thoughts of his tongue and cock doing things to your body that final morning of the hot springs trip.  Your fingers are tired and swollen from fingering yourself too much today.  The alarm on your phone goes off again.  You need to leave in twenty minutes.  You roll across the bed to your nightstand and get out your vibrator before flopping back to where you were.  You are shaking, out of sorts, seemingly too horny to do anything else.  You are in a frenzy.  You turn on the vibrator and slide it around your clit a bit until you find a spot you like. How are you going to make it through dinner?  You wonder if you’ll even make it out today.

Your free hand grabs the closest pillow and you bury your face in it as you let out a scream, and even bite it at one point.  You want nothing more than to cum and yet its almost like you are fighting not to.  You don’t want the sensations to end. If only he were here you think as your head starts to spin and your shaking continues.  If only he were here.

 

Not so distant memories, V

When you returned to the room that night he turned on the television and collapsed on the bed while you hopped in the shower.  The taste of his cock and cum lingered in your mouth, making you smile.  If he were any other guy you’d be fuming, pissed that he didn’t immediately reciprocate at the hot springs or when you got back to the room.  But ever since the first time with him on the camping trip, you always just kind of knew that he’d make it worth your time.  You started wondering what the rest of the trip would be like, aroused from the blow job you gave him.  You loved feeling him grow in your mouth. You loved when you made him so hard it seemed like he would explode.  You smile, close your eyes, and let your hands wander down your breasts to your dripping wet pussy and back.  Ready to fuck, you turned the water off and hastily dried your whole body with a towel, which you then wrapped around your body just above your breasts.

You walked slowly and seductively out toward the bed.  You remember seeing his body before his face and to your surprise he was laying down on the bed, completely naked.  His cock was already partially erect as you approached the bed.  When you got between his line of sight and the television you saw his eyes were closed and heard him snore quietly.

You dropped the towel and crawled toward him.  You took him into your mouth again, sucking gently and then harder.  His cock responded immediately and became hard inside you once again.  He chuckled.  You peered up at him to see his eyes close but he was awake.  You kissed up his chest, rubbing your hands up his stomach before climbing on top of him.

Not wanting to lose any time, you started to grind yourself against his cock, rubbing your wetness up and down his shaft.  You wanted to use him. To feel him fill you up.  You stopped to help him enter you and slid down as he pushed up inside of you. He smiled and shifted his head to the side, almost squirming as you start to ride him hard.  After a few hard grinds you can’t help it.

“Fuck me,” you blurt out. You felt his hands slide up to your breasts before gliding around your torso and down your back, resting on your hips.  The gentleness of his touch fueled your desire.  You rocked against him harder and hard.

“Oh my god!” he murmured. “You’re so good at that.”  His eyes fixated on you and you found yourself staring down at him, grinding against him, while your hands wandered up to your breasts and your hair.

You chuckled playfully, almost mad with desire.

“Want me to cum on your cock?”

He didn’t respond with words but with a gentle fondling of your breasts before resting his hands on your hips.  Gently at first, he started to guide your hips and immediately you felt his cock plunge deeper and deeper inside of you.  Every thrust more controlled. Every thrust causing a louder cry to escape from your mouth.

You knew it was coming but still it surprised you.  When you got close you pinned him down and slowly, very deliberately maneuvered yourself against his cock.  Over and over and over again until it splashed over you. You sat up, allowing him to enter you completely and braced yourself as the shaking escalated until you couldn’t take it anymore and you lost your balance.  Your breasts crashed into his chest with a light smack as you felt his arms embrace you, preventing you from falling off to one of the sides.

You basked in the comfort of his body as you recovered.  Minutes later you felt his breathing get more rhythmic and heard him start to snore.  He didn’t even finish, you remembered thinking to yourself in amazement before closing your eyes and joining him in sleep.

Not so distant memories, II

You lay naked on top of your sheets on your bed.  The memories of hooking up with Tim that night  woke up a desire in you that you haven’t felt in months.  You run your hands up and down your stomach, breasts, and thighs. If only he were here you think to yourself.

You return your attention to remembering that night.  You remember being shocked at how quickly he became hard after you tugged his boxers over his hips and they fell to the ground.  You start to rub your clit slowly as you remember how his cock felt, growing harder and harder against your bare stomach.  You only had time to stroke his cock a couple of times before he picked you up, kissed you, and clumsily carried you over to his tent.

He practically tore open the door to the tent and nearly threw you inside and onto his sleeping bag.  You quickly squirmed your way inside his sleeping blanket, cold but eager to have him. You removed your bra and underwear frantically as he positioned himself on top of you and closed the sleeping bag around you both.

You are really rubbing yourself now, moaning quietly and shifting your body restlessly on top of your bed. You’ve spent countless nights and mornings fantasizing about reliving that moment in the sleeping bag.  Your body trapped tightly against his in the sleeping bag soaking in all of his warmth.

You glance to your side and locate your dildo next you.  You grab and rub across your clit and the wetness of the opening of your pussy before easing it inside of you.  You wish it was him.  Back to remembering…

It seemed like 10 or 15 minutes passed between when he got in the sleeping bag with you and when he finally entered you.  You remember not caring.  He kissed you tenderly at first.  Then more and more aggressively.  Only when he moved both of his hands under your ass and legs and guided your legs a part a little did he slide inside you.

He stopped kissing you and moaned loudly before quietly muttering “Fuck that’s good..”  His thrusts were short and very controlled, constrained by the tightness of the sleeping bag.  Yet they were always deep.  Tim was always like that.  Other guys would almost pull all the way out of you when they fucked you.  He rarely did that.  He told you once years later that it was because he loved being deep inside of you and always wanted to spend as much time there as he could once he got there.

The heat in the bag was intense and it wasn’t long before you felt his sweat and your sweat combining on your skin.  His mouth sucked on your neck and his teeth occasionally dug into your shoulder as he continued to slowly grind himself inside of you.

You moan as you slide the dildo in deeply and thrust it inside you, trying to mimic how he fucked you.  You lost all track of time in that sleeping bag.  He could have fucked you like that for 10 minutes or 100.  You had no sense of time.  All you remember is how chapped your lips were, how sweaty you both were and how long your build up to your first orgasm was.

You moaned loudly and repeatedly when you finally released on his hard, deeply pulsating cock.  He stopped but stayed completely inside you as you recovered.  You looked up in his eyes and wrapped yourself around him.

“It is your turn,” you remember saying, an attempt at sexy and seductive that was rare for you.  You unzipped the sleeping back and uncovered your top halves. He lifted himself up a bit and immediately started to thrust again.

“Oh yeah, fuck me….yes….YES.”  You started to scream and moan loudly, embracing the fact that you were alone out in a tent in the woods.  Minutes passed and you demanded that he fuck you harder over and over again.  You remember how loud you got and smile.  You were hoarse the next morning.  But you couldn’t get enough that night.    When you could tell he was getting close you grabbed his face and looked up at him and asked him to cum for you.  After that was a messy, noisy blur as you both screamed and moaned and quivered together.  You could never have gotten enough of that.

And you can’t get enough of remembering it now.  You feel an orgasm coming as you keep pushing your dildo inside you, trying to pretend that he is there with you now, fucking you so deeply and rhytmically.  You are so close so you add some fingers rubbing across your clit while you fuck yourself with your dildo.  When it finally hits,you cry out loudly and feel a puddle develop beneath you on the sheets.

You catch your breath and glance at the clock near your bed. 10:32 am.  You wish he were here for an encore.

Snow day V

You can almost make out the full shape of the tip of his cock pressing firmly against the boxer shorts.  You unconsciously lick your lips as you stare at it and try your best to envision its full size underneath those fabric keeping it hidden.  You can’t fully tell but every indication suggests its a good size and quite thick.

Chad stares off into the fire, sipping what remains of his tea.  What seems like several minutes pass and you’re amazed that his erection has not passed.  You sit up and slide to the floor, bringing a pillow with you.  Upon hearing you start to move, Chad returns his attention to you and penetrates you again with his intense, lustful eyes.  He turns and leans back against the support of the couch as you position yourself in front of him before initiating a fast, passionate, wet kiss.

Your tongues touch and you whimper as you taste yourself on his tongue.  Your hands immediately slide inside the slit in his boxers and pull his stiff cock out.  “Oh my” you hear yourself say mid-kiss as your hand wraps around and slowly strokes him.  He gasps.  You start to think about sucking him but before you have a chance to act his hands work their way underneath your ass, cupping it and squeezing it. Clumsily he lifts you up towards him, slowly working you into his lap.  You release his cock and rest your hands on his shoulders.

You shake as his cock seemingly searches for you and cry out when you feel the stiffness of his shaft rubbing against your clit as he zeros in on penetrating you.  You both gasp repeatedly and breath in as he teases you for several moments with his cock against your clit.  You can’t take it anymore and you free a hand and send it behind your back and underneath you as you sit up and position him to enter you.

He enters you firmly and precisely as you sit down and he thrusts up almost simultaneously.

“Uhhhh!” you cry out as your ass smacks against his hips. He re-positions you both a few times and peers deep inside you with his eyes.  You feel vulnerable yet seductive and sexy as you settle on his thighs briefly, enjoying the sensation of feeling him entirely inside you.

“You are so hard,” you whisper as you squeeze around him.  You feel him twitch a little and somehow harden even more inside you.  You moan.  He kisses you deeply for maybe 10 seconds before pulling back.  His hands wander around you before finding the bottom of your sweatshirt and pulling it up and over your shoulders before tossing it to the side.

He shifts his eyes between your round, warm breasts and your eyes as he pulls his blanket around you, pulling you toward him.  Your nipples are sore from the cold and the anticipation of his touch. You rock your hips against him and start to slowly ride his now rock hard, thick cock as his lips and tongue work towards your left nipple while his free hand fondles your other breast.  You scream out and bite your lip.  The combination of fucking him and having him work you over overwhelms you.  It is not a question of if you’ll cum on his cock but when and for how long.

Chad moans periodically as his mouth continues to pleasure and worship your breasts. Hearing his pleasure brings you closer and closer and when his licking turns to light biting you moan loudly and instinctively rock on his cock even harder. As it hits he pulls you against him tightly and softens what would have been uncontrollable shaking.  Soon his thighs are soaked and you slide off his lap, stroking his cock.

“Mmmm.” you hear yourself mutter as you move your mouth down over his cock, sucking gently on the engorged tip covered in your cum and his pre-cum.  You slide him all the way in a few times and consider sucking him off when you feel his hands guide your head upwards. He kisses you deeply before laying you down on the pillow laying on the floor in front of the fire.

Quickly and easily he finds his way inside you again, thrusting deeply and guiding your legs around his hips.  He thrusts rhythmically while sucking your collar bone and neck and fondling one of your breasts with his free hand. Minutes pass and you feel another orgasm building up as long as he doesn’t stop.  He pulls up and stares deep into you while he fucks you.  You feel your breasts bouncing gently with each thrust.  The heat from the nearby fire and your arousal make your nipples ache.

The look on Chad’s face changes ever so slightly and he thrusts deeply.  He’s close.  He thrusts hard and deep, almost screaming with each one, making your head spin. Ten, maybe 15 thrusts later he screams loudly and then grunts as he pumps into you, cumming as deeply inside you as possible.

You think he is about to pull out and ruin your chance at an orgasm when he shifts his position ever so slightly and you feel his finger flick across your clit, then rub it rhythmically as his hard cock stays inside you, throbbing.  You respond quickly and feel the orgasm that almost didn’t happen wash over you, shaking and cumming on his hard, drained cock.

Snow Day IV

You return with the tea to find Chad seated on the floor directly in front of the fire, wrapped in the blanket.

“Thanks,” he says as he reaches for his mug.

“Sure.” You sit down on the couch behind him but slightly off to the side, he turns a little and smiles at you.

“This was a good idea.”  It isn’t clear whether he is talking about the tea or the sleepover, or both.  Though it couldn’t matter less.

“It was.”

You each sit there quietly, sipping hot tea and enjoying the warm, flickering ambience of the gas fireplace.  What seems like several minutes pass but you can’t be sure.  You almost need more tea, though.  You start to panic.  Am I too quiet? You match stares again and he laughs a little.

“Sorry,” you say quickly, blushing, “like I said, I never, never do this.”

“It’s fine. I promise.” He looks around the condo and turns to you again “I like it.”

“Oh…thanks. It is not much but it suits me.”

“I think it’s great. And I love the fireplace.”  He is smiling at you constantly. A mischievous smile? A knowing smile? A mysterious smile? You can’t be sure, really.

“It certainly is good to have on a day like today,” you say, looking down into your near-empty mug.  Chad puts his tea down near the fireplace and crawls in your direction, keeping the blanket over his torso.

“Very true,” he states as his smile slowly turns more serious.  He is facing you, kneeling on the floor in front of the couch.  He reaches his hands out and gently glides them up your calves and kneecaps. Very lightly the first time but he repeats it, more firmly, deeply rubbing your lower legs.  You shift on the couch letting him touch each leg more freely.  His hands wander higher. Slowly though, maybe an inch here and there.  He gets to your upper thighs and you let out a really quiet whimper of pleasure.  This happens for a few moments until he breaks the silence.

“You’re still cold.”  He says softly, in a way that makes you think you don’t need to answer.  You feel his hands slide back down your legs to your calves and ankles.  They work back up but this time his hands work underneath your sweat pants from the bottom.

“Mmmm…you’re really warm.” You close your eyes a little and try to focus on the warmth and deep gentleness of his touch.  He has one hand up each of your sweat pant legs, slowly caressing their way up past your knee caps and then back down.  Then they work up to the mid thighs again and you moan with enjoyment at feeling his warmth against your still cold skin.  After moments of this he pulls one hand out and then lets it join the other one.  He rubs the outer and inner thigh of your right leg simultaneously, with each hand gently but deeply exploring and caressing you. When the skin of your right leg has warmed he switches to the left, again rubbing both your inner and outer thigh together.  His hand on the outer thigh explores further and works its way under your ass check.  He smiles a little but says nothing.  You know he knows you aren’t wearing anything under your pants.

You open your eyes as he removes his hands from under your pants and rubs up your legs to your stomach and sides and inches ever closer to you.  His eyes lock into you and return his gaze, shyly yet unmistakably you want him and you want him to know that you want him.  And you want him to take you.

His hands work under your sweatshirt and rub down your sides and stomach, warming them up just as he did with your legs.  The whole time locking in on your eyes with few breaks.  Suddenly his hands work all the way up around your bare, cold, almost aching breasts.  You gasp. Your nipples harden immediately to his touch and you quiver as his fingers glide over them before sliding down your torso again.  He does this several times before he stops, looks at you purposefully and removes your pants without blinking.

His hands work under your bare ass cheeks, warming them with his touch.  He breaks off eye contact and you feel self-conscious briefly as he more than checks out your now very wet pussy.  At least you trimmed a few days ago you say to yourself.  His warm hands regain your attention as they wander around your hips and inner thighs.  He looks up at you again and lowers his head slowly, breaking eye contact with you at the last possible minute.  His tongue gently touches the inner thigh of your left leg, swirling a little before gliding all the way up to your hip and back down.  Eventually, the licking turns to gentle sucking of your inner thigh as his hands continue to caress your upper legs, ass, stomach, and hips.  Then he sucks harder, moaning a little and one of his hands wanders across your clit and explores, briefly, your wetness.  He lifts his head and switches his attention to your other thigh. You involuntarily quiver a little as he starts to lick up your thigh to your hip at the same time he slides a finger slowly inside of you.  Apart from fingering you slowly, he treats your right inner thigh the same as the left.  Ample licking, slow sucking, building and building.  But this time his finger pulses gently inside you, exploring you, even gently fucking you.

He pauses and lifts his head up and gazes up at you again.  You can tell you’re face is flushed and you wonder if your breathing sounds as heavy to him as it does to you.  His finger continues to work inside of you as he penetrates you with his eyes. Fuck. You need him now.

His tongue licks your clit for the first time so lightly you almost melt. He licks slow and deep, up and down and swirling around, exploring you and moaning from his own pleasure at finally tasting you.  He slides a second finger in and you shake a little as he starts to suck on you gently.  Only for a moment.  But then his licking gets harder and more purposeful, focusing on one side of your clit that made you moan just moments earlier.  He noticed.

“Yes, yes. yes.” you whisper through heavy breathing.  You feel yourself sliding down the couch a little toward him, feeding him, grinding into his tongue and fingers.  Your head flips back and you reach one hand for the pillow next to you on the couch and the other wanders down and firmly grasps his head.  You love his rhythmic licking and the pulsing of his fingers.  You gasp several times and feel your hips move without your permission, instinctively grinding into his mouth.  You wonder if you can take it much longer but the licking only seems to get firmer and he doesn’t stop.  Then you feel it coming quickly as you tighten around his fingers and shake and shake and shake.

“Oh…my…god.” You cry out in between breaths. “I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!”

Right at the moment you peak and your hips buck and your legs shake Chad stops licking and sucks on your clit firmly and then softly and then he licks again very gently.  You bury your face in the couch and moan as your lower body does things you can’t control.  But he still doesn’t stop.  Not until minutes later when your shaking stops.

You look down toward him in a blur, smiling but unable to speak.  He finally slowly removes his fingers from inside you and sits back, leaning against the side of the couch.

You glance down and you can just make out a large erection in his boxers through a small hole in the blanket that he somehow kept wrapped around him the whole time.  You can’t take your eyes off it.

Not Just Another Day in the Office IX

We soak in the water for a few minutes quietly, just enjoying each other’s presence. Anne breaks the silence with a long deep sigh. I respond by squeezing my arms around her.

“Thanks. This is nice.”

“No problem.  I was headed in here anyway.  Just wanted you to come too.”

“A great way to end the day.”

“I would have to agree,” I laugh, squeezing her again and incidentally sliding my still hard cock against one of her thighs.

“Mmmm.” She shifts her thigh against me, acknowledging me. “I like that.”  She sits up and rotates back around, straddling me and facing me. We kiss briefly and I sit up more, enjoying her back in my lap. “But I think we should move somewhere else.  The water is getting cold,” she chuckles and kisses me again.

We stand up and I pull her into me before lifting her up out of the tub.

“I just have one question Anne.”

“And what’s that?” She asks in between quick kisses on our way to the bed.

“How long has it been since your husband went down on you?” I ask with a smirk.

“Oh God, like months.”

“Hmmm. We will have to do something about that.”I feel her squirm as I say it and the passion in her kiss confirms that she likes my plan.

I lay her down on the bed and move us to the middle, pressing my chest against hers as we kiss. I tease her with my cock while we make out for a few moments before letting my mouth work down her neck, licking and sucking slowly. I feel Anne’s legs tighten around my torso as I work my hands up and down the soft skin of her breasts and stomach.  I detour from what I’d usually do, which is suck on her nipples for as long as I think I can get away with and nibble my way down to her hips instead. I savor the taste of her skin as I lightly drag my tongue all the way across her stomach from hip to hip, sucking hard on each of her hips and using my teeth gently yet firmly.

I sit up and slide my body down a good foot and take each of her legs in one of my hands. I pause, allowing my hands to explore her inner thighs from her groin to her knees and back again.  Then I grab her left leg and nibble my way down from her kneecap up her thigh, licking and sucking and moving up slowly.  Then I do the same to her right.  Anne gasps and moans as I explore her upper and inner thighs thoroughly with my tongue and lips and teeth.

I am so close I can smell her and I can hear how wet she is as she squirms and shifts her weight in response to me.  I notice how clean shaven she is for the first time (I was too busy fucking her and too tired to notice details last night).  I suck hard on her inner thigh as my free hand slides up her stomach and finds a breast to squeeze. She moans. then figuring she is more than ready I kiss my way in from her thigh and take a deep lick of her pussy with my tongue.  She gasps and squirms as I lick over and over, teasing her clit a little at first before gradually making it the focus of my licking and sucking.

Her hips angle toward me and thrust up into my mouth now and then. I sneak a look up at her.  She is biting her lip in the same way she did last night when I stole a glance of her riding me.  Her eyes are closed and I can feel her breathing heighten more and more the longer I go down on her.

I decide to escalate and slide a couple of fingers inside her, massaging her on the inside while starting a rhythmic licking motion with my tongue and jaw.  My fingers work in deeper and deeper and I feel her start to tighten around them as my licking continues. I shift my position a little and accidentally brush her clit with my other hand in the process, causing a shudder to pulse through her that I feel on my fingers as she tightens and shakes around them. I stop licking and sit up and starting rubbing across her clit with my other hand, still massaging inside her with my fingers.  Her hips buck and she lets out a soft series of cries.  I gradually increase the pressure and speed of the hand rubbing across her clit, causing her to grab the sheets near her head and pull on them violently.  Then I hear her moan louder.

“Uh. Uh UH UUHH.” And then she goes quiet as I feel her whole body shake on the bed. After it lingers a moment, she grabs my hands and pulls me toward her, draping me over her like a blanket.

“Oh my God.” She finally says quietly, quivering a few more times and taking a deep breath. We lay there for a few moments as she catches her breath. I pull the comforter over us and relax, enjoying the lingering taste of her in my mouth.

We lay there for several minutes in silence, enjoying each other’s closeness. Unable to keep my mouth and hands off her, I find myself gently sucking on her shoulder as one of my hands finds one of her breasts to fondle. Her body twists and turns in response to my touches, causing her legs and ass to occasionally rub up against my cock. I am rock hard and want her madly again.

I roll on top of her and our lips lock immediately. I very slowly start to work my cock inside of her. First I tease her, feeling her wetness on the shaft of my cock and rubbing myself gently against her clit, all the while kissing her deeply and exploring her now familiar mouth with my tongue. I pull my hips up slightly and gently thrust, inching closer to penetrating her.I feel her adjust her hips slightly beneath me, and the next thrust I feel myself slide slowly inside of her. We both pause kissing for a moment, breathing deeply and letting out soft noises as I reach as far inside her as possible.

Our lips crash back into each other and I start slow, partial thrusting inside her. Very slowly, letting us both feel every little movement and moment of each one.  I feel her limbs wrap around me and I thrust all the way in once more.

“Mmmhmmm.” I hear her moan softly, in between kisses.  We fuck slowly like this for countless minutes until I can’t handle the wait anymore. I lift my body up from her, breaking off our now very long deep kissing session, and I stare down at her eyes looking up at me. I firmlypin down one of her arms on the bed with my free hand and thrust as deep as I can. She bites her lip and lets out a loud breath but keeps her eyes locked on mine. I start thrusting with increased pressure, gazing down at her. I amaze myself with how much I love being inside of her and how I never want it to end and yet at the same time feel immense excitement at the prospect of cumming inside of her again. I feel my mouth open but no words come out. Only moments later when I start fucking her very deeply do I finally let out a grunt. After that I breath out louder and louder with each thrust.

Feeling close, I let myself collapse down against her a little and work both of my hands under her ass. I squeeze it tightly as I fuck her harder. I feel Anne suck on my neck and bite it before letting out a series of loud cries as I fuck her harder and harder. I could cum at any moment now but I hold of as much as I can.

“Please. Please Greg. Yes.” I hear her say please over and over in between the sounds of our bodies colliding and the bed pounding with each thrust. Eventually the pleases disappear and all I hear from Anne is heavy breathing and moaning, then right as I am about to cum I feel her teeth dig into my shoulder hard, which puts me over the top. I feel myself empty into her but I keep thrusting for several moments, feeling Anne’s body tremor beneath me.

Eventually the thrusting slows to a stop and I collapse on top of her. After a few moments of recovery I roll off of her but she immediately nestles up against me. Our sweaty bodies seemingly melt into one, breathing in unison, too tired to move, too comfortable to want to.

Not Just Another Day in the Office VII

We walk through the hallway to the elevator without speaking but our eyes keep the mood going.  We catch the elevator with a small family. I move over to the opposite side of the elevator as Anne and lock eyes with her through the whole ride. She doesn’t smile but has a determined and intense look on her face that turns me on.  The closer we get to the floor my room is on the faster my heart races. It feels like my head is spinning. Is this really happening?

The family gets off first.  Although all I want is to pin Anne against the wall after they leave, we do not move until we get to my floor. I break eye contact with her and lead her off in the direction of my room. I hear her walking briskly behind me and feel her wet, dripping body press up against my back and arm as I open my door. Excited and nervous, I fumble the key card a few times before it works. Upon opening the door, Anne rushes in past me. I grab the Do Not Disturb sign and hang it on the door, before slamming it shut and locking it on the inside.

As soon as the door is shut, Anne pushes up against me, pulls herself up on her toes against my body, and thrusts her tongue deep into my mouth once again. She lets out a moan that I mirror seconds later.  The first moments of the kiss are awkward as I struggle to gain stable footing and because of our height difference.  Eventually, I push myself into her and grab her by the ass, pinning her against the wall of the hallway between the bathroom and the bedroom.

Our kisses are wet, deep, passionate and sloppy. My hard cock is throbbing again and I instinctively pull her hips into it, making her gasp and shiver a little. Several minutes pass as we slowly move our make-out session toward the bed.  Finally, Anne stops, takes me by the hand and starts to walk toward the bed. I pull her back into me but keep her facing away. I gently move her hair to one side and bite and kiss and suck down from her ear lobe to her shoulder while caressing her body with my hands. I reach them around to her hips, then up to her breasts, cupping them in my hands.  She whimpers as I suck on her shoulder blade while rubbing her hard nipples through her swimsuit.

I spin her around and plunge my tongue deep into her mouth again and lift her up, guiding us toward the bed. We collapse onto the edge of the bed with anxious moaning and heavy breathing. I lean over her, pressing my chest against hers and shake in ecstasy as my cock rubs against her groin through our cloths. I break our kiss briefly and rub my cock firmly against her groin a few times. Anne’s teeth bite into my shoulder, followed by her tongue flicking around up toward my neck. Anne’s hands tug on my boxers, successfully pulling them down after several attempts. I sit up and take them off completely and Anne climbs up into my lap kissing me once again.

Feeling the wet fabric of the swimsuit against my bare cock drives me crazy. I kiss her deeply before pulling down the straps to her swimsuit, revealing her breasts to me. Without pause, I pull away from her mouth and start devouring her left breast. Then her right. She cries out and grinds into me. I go back to her left, flicking my tongue around her nipple and sucking firmly, pulling her against my hard cock over and over.

Nearing exhaustion I ease us down onto the bed, holding her bare chest on top of mine, guiding her thick soft thighs to rest on my sides. Once we are laying down, my hands wander up and fondle and squeeze Anne’s breasts.  Anne grinds into me evermore and I can feel how wet she is through her swimsuit.  A few moments pass and Anne shifts her weight.  She slides her swimsuit over and takes my hard cock and rubs it against her wet pussy.

“Fuck you are so warm,” I groan out.

“Are you ready?” she asks in between deep, gasping breaths. I mumble a response. Suddenly, she sits down on my cock and I am immediately overwhelmed by her wetness and tightness and heat. She rocks slowly against me, keeping me all the way inside her. I feel her shake a very faint shake and look up at her. Her eyes are closed and she is biting her lip, letting out little whimpers and the occasional moan. I pull on her nipples and squeeze her breasts. I feel her tighten on my cock and she starts to slide me in and out of her completely.

“O- O- OOHH” I cry out. I know I’m going to ejaculate really soon and wish I could hold off but it has been so long and she is so wet and tight I can hardly take it. I feel her squeeze against my cock and cum almost instantly after she does. I thrust up into her forcefully as I empty inside of her.  She is breathing heavy, rhythmically, with a slight whimper with each breath. I feel myself getting empty and thrust one more time as hard as I can. We both cry out and then collapse in a sweaty exhausted heap in the middle of the bed.

Afterward I can barely keep my eyes open. I hear her moan a few more times, then lift herself up to pull my cock out. I feel her head rest against my chest and her lips kiss against my chest a few times but I can’t fight it. Exhaustion takes over and I am asleep.

 

I awake from a really deep sleep to the realization that my cock is rock hard and rubbing against something soft. I let out a grumble and a groan as my back arches and i instinctively thrust my hard cock, feeling a shiver. The rest of my senses catch up.  I am laying on my side, spooning Anne. She lets out a giggle and a playful moan as she realizes I am awake. We are both naked and my cock is rubbing against the soft skin of her ass and upper thighs. I reach my hand around to fondle her breasts and kiss and suck on her neck.

“I was hoping that would wake you up. You got so hard in your sleep it was keeping me up…so I thought I’d play with you a little…” I thrust my cock in between her upper thighs, making her gasp and lose her train of thought. “I guess it worked.”

I respond by sucking on her neck harder and lifting her top leg enough to get my cock through. I thrust as Anne guides me against her already wet pussy again, eventually finding my way inside. I start slow, licking and sucking all over Anne’s neck and shoulder while I thrust inside her. Slowly, I thrust deeper and deeper, fondling one of her breasts now and then to keep her on her toes. Enjoying the sensation of fucking her again, this time with more energy, I let out a satisfied murmur  and go as deep as I can.

“Oh!…Yes!…Ah!” Anne whimpers out a little more and a little louder with each thrust. I take my hand off her breast and wander down to her clit, playing with it as I fuck her.  Her whole body shudders back into mine the moment I start and she yells out something that isn’t words.  Just guttural noise.  I continue, feeling her get wetter and tighter again. Her breathing slowly increases to incredibly fast paced and deep. I bite her neck firmly, then suck gently as I feel myself getting close. I feel like yelling out as loud as I can but hold back, channeling everything I have into thrusting harder and faster. The sound of my thighs hitting her ass and upper thighs with each thrust gets louder and louder.  Anne gets really quite but isn’t able to lay still.  She tightens around me again and I feel her quivering and then her breathing stops for a few seconds followed by a series of whimpers that start quiet and then continue until it feels like she is inside my head.

On the verge of cumming again I stop and gather my strength for the final deep thrusts, moaning and squirming with each one until I feel myself squirting deep inside her.  Exhausted again, we collapse against each other on the bed saturated in our bodily fluids.  I stay inside her for several moments and finally slide out, making her moan loudly.  She pulls my arm back over her and nestles against me as darkness descends upon my consciousness once again.

Roommates and Red Wine, Episode XI

You lay awake later that night reliving your office encounter with Matt.  The sheets beneath you are soaked from the orgasm you finished moments before…and the one you experienced an hour before that from your vibrator as you thought of him.  You still feel intense desire for Matt despite having spent all night fantasizing about him and the taste of his thick cock.  You can’t stop reliving the moment when he came into your mouth this afternoon.  The noises he made as he released into your mouth and the pure rush you felt as you milked his cock dry.  You feel electricity pulsing through your whole body as you imagine, for maybe the 10th or 11th time in the last several hours, what you would do to him if he were laying next to you.

On the verge of going crazy from desire, you roll over and look at the clock.  It is almost 5am.  Matt has been getting home soon.  You decide to take your chances and get out of bed.  You slide on your thin, silk-like robe over your naked, aroused body.  With a series of sighs, you leave your room and wander into the kitchen.  The counter is littered with empty bottles of red wine, evidence of your sexually frustration the last few nights.  You locate the last bottle in the back of the pantry. Gonna need more, you state to yourself.

You settle down on the couch, drinking straight from the bottle and trying not to fixate on how wet you still are.  It is hard to ignore the sensation of feeling your moisture drip down your inner thighs.  You wait.

The moments waiting on the couch for Matt tick by painfully slow.  You glance down at the bottle of wine.  Almost half way gone already.  Then you hear the door open quietly.  You watch Matt’s shadowy figure stumble toward his room.  You almost get up when his door opens again and he walks down the hall to the bathroom.  You hear the toilet flush minutes later, followed by the sink.

You have a hard time waiting but don’t want to catch him completely off guard in the dark, unlit hallway.  Moments later he returns to his room and quietly shuts the door.  You stand up, still holding the wine bottle, and walk toward his room.  You stand outside for a few minutes, not wanting it to seem like you were stalking him.  You take a few gulps of wine, trying to gain more patience.  Your desire cannot be held at bay for long and with one last gulp of wine you find the courage to slowly open his door and slip inside.

You immediately drop the robe off your body with a shrug of your shoulders and tip toe toward his bed.  The light from his alarm clock is just enough to show you that he is lying on his back shirtless.  His breathing already deep.  Probably already asleep you think to yourself momentarily before setting the wine bottle on the nightstand and climbing into bed with him.  You ease back the covers to find him wearing a pair of boxers.  His cock is partially hard already.

You climb on top of him and immediately find yourself melting against his warm body.  You let out a moan as your hips grind your pussy across his boxers-covered cock and your breasts press firmly into his chest.  You slide your breasts around him, kissing his chest and grinding into him.

You hear him moan as he wakes and his hands explore their way around your ass and back.  You sit up and slide his boxers off and start sliding your wet pussy all over his cock, which hardens almost immediately.  Part of you wants to feel him enter you immediately but part of you wants to take what you really want.  Part of you wants to be bold.  You grind into him in a moment of indecision before sitting up more and sliding your wet pussy up his stomach slowly.  Then up to his chest.

You lift yourself up as you feel his hands find your hips and guide you to his mouth.  You ease yourself down as his tongue flicks across your clit and then partially into your drenched pussy.

You let out a mild scream as your hands search for support from the headboard and the wall behind his bed.  You grind yourself into his face, slowly at first.  The sounds of him struggling to handle the juices running down into his mouth while he licks and sucks you over and over drive you wild.  You shake violently for a few seconds when his mouth and teeth nibble on your clit with significant pressure. You let out another loud moan as his tongue finds a good spot and then he starts to suck hard.

“Oh my god stay right there.  right THERE” you scream out.  You start rocking into him as he sucks, a little harder with every passing moment.  “Yes. YES. Right there. Don’t stop.  Never stop.”  One of your hands slides down the wall as you feel a massive orgasm building with each pulse of him sucking on your clit while you ride his face.  Your hand finds his head and you stroke his head briefly before taking a fist of hair and pulling as you buck into him, whimpering softly over and over and over again. You hear the bed creak with each thrust of your hips against his mouth when your body jerks up and down as you explode into his mouth.

You feel him slide you down into a laying position as your legs shake spontaneously.  Your breathing is heavy and you feel his hard cock pressing against your thigh as you lay still, waiting for the energy to continue.

Roommates and Red Wine, Episode IX

“Oh my god!” Matt is saying as you stand back up. He smiles and pulls you into him.  “You can do that to me whenever you want,” he says, referring to the long blowjob and titty-fuck you just gave him.  You giggle and pull his head down toward you and kiss him deeply.

He finishes washing his hair quickly and you take the opportunity to soap up and rinse off really quick.  He surprises you and gets out of the shower and starts drying off.  He walks over to the toilet and starts to pee, whistling to the music still blaring in his room.  Part of your heart sinks into your stomach…Is that it?  You finish your shower and grab a towel and hastily wrap it around your body.  You stare over at him and sigh in complete disappointment before grabbing your cloths and heading off to your room.

You drop everything and just collapse onto your bed face down, emotions overwhelming you.  You begin to wonder what you did wrong when you hear Matt’s voice close behind you. “Where’d you go?”

“Seemed like you were done with me.” You say, feeling a little better but still confused.

“Not at all.”

“Oh, well seemed like you were so…” you trail off.  You are frustrated, still horny from the shower but not wanting to just let him get away with making you feel ignored.  You start brainstorming things to say to him when you feel the towel that is still wrapped around your breasts and waist ripped off from behind.  You gasp suddenly, part shocked and part aroused.  Part of you wants to make him work for it and part of you wants to scream at him to fuck you senseless.  You want him to take you.

His hands grab you firmly by your hips and pull you toward the edge of the bed.  You feel your legs dangling off the bed when you feel his teeth dig into your right butt cheek.  A shiver shoots up your spine as he lifts you up a little. You instinctively climb up on the bed a little more, resting on your hands and knees.

“Good,” you hear him say softly but firmly.  “You got to do what you wanted to that day back in the shower.  Now it’s my turn to take what I wanted that day.”   You feel his hands glide all the way up your torso from your ass to your neck and then back down as they wrap around your sides and down to your breasts.

I hope he fucks me so hard, you think to yourself as he touches you.  You’re still a little angry, which is why you are silent but you can’t deny the fact that you are starting to drip. You feel it running down one of your thighs.  His hands explore down your butt cheeks to your upper thighs when his hand discovers the drips going down your inner thighs.  He stops everything.

Fuck me! You hear yourself practically screaming in your head.  Frustration is mounting and you really hope you don’t have to wait much longer.  And then it hits you.

His tongue plunges onto your wet pussy from behind you with such surprise that you scream loud enough to shock yourself.  His hands feel everywhere as he pleases you and rubs your back and sides and breasts while doing so.  You can’t tell quite what he is doing sometimes but you catch yourself overwhelmed and screaming or squeaking or cursing.  Minutes pass and he keeps licking your pussy and upper and inner thighs until you can’t take it anymore.

“Fuck me!” you hear yourself moan out.

“What? I didn’t hear you,” he responds, smacking your ass firmly before licking you more.  You say it again much louder.  He pretends to ignore you and smacks your ass again.

“FUCK!” you scream out, shaking from frustration and desire. “Take that thick fucking cock and FUCK me!”

You hear him stand up and smacks your ass again and then smacks his cock on your ass before teasing you with it.  You moan in anticipation, your body writhing, struggling to keep your built up sexual energy at bay.  You feel like you are on the verge of exploding in anger and sexual frustration when you feel his cock plunge inside you completely.  You scream as your head snaps back. You bite your lip and enjoy the initial thrusting when you feel a huge thrust pulse through you. “Agh!!” you hear yourself cry out after several intense thrusts. “Oh my God, yeah, just like that.”

His hands are holding onto your hips firmly, pulling you into him as he thrusts into you hard and deep.  Your thighs and ass smack against his body with each thrust. You feel the tremors of each cascade through your whole body.  If he keeps this up, I will have a really intense orgasm, you say to yourself when something changes.  One of his hands leaves your hip and slides up your back to your shoulder, which it grabs and pulls hard back.  The extra leverage with the next few thrusts makes it feel unspeakably intense.

You let out a scream as his hand releases your shoulder and slides up to your hair.  He grabs a fistful and pulls it back.  “Fuck!” you hear yourself say, “You fuck me so good!”  Your hands dig into your bed as you feel a wave of pleasure building up with each thrust of his cock and tug on your hair.  You feel your pussy wrap around him tighter and he moans loudly.  He releases your hair and returns his free hand back to your hip and thrusts as deep as he can several times in a row, occasionally smacking your ass in between.

You collapse from the overwhelming sensation building inside you and bury your head into the sheets of your bed.  Your breathing is erratic and you can’t stop whimpering with each thrust.  You feel Matt grow harder inside you and he starts to moan uncontrollably.  He must be close too.  The sound of his pleasure sends you over the edge and you are overwhelmed by an orgasm you can’t handle.  You scream loudly into your bed as Matt continues to thrust deeply.  You feel as though time slows down and his cock is never-ending as he slides in and out of you.  Several moments pass and your orgasm finally subsides, though you can tell Matt hasn’t finished his.

“Oh my God, hear it comes” he blurts out in between groans.  He pulls himself out of you and rolls you over on the bed.  Exhausted, you don’t fight it.  He stands over you and strokes his cock, letting out a scream as he finally finishes.  You stare up into his eyes as his cum sprays down onto your stomach and breasts. You grab his cock with one hand when he finishes and stroke it slowly, moaning a little and smiling at him as your other hand plays with some of the cum on your chest.

“We made a mess,” you finally say quietly and contently.

“Yes we did.”

Roommates and Red Wine, Episode VII

You return from your bathroom wearing your robe, which is made of thin silk and hides very little.  You can see your nipples piercing through the material in your peripheral vision as you walk into the living room, only to find that Matt is not there.  Down the hall on the other side of the apartment you hear voices and immediately understand why.  Shelly has returned from work and interrupted your chance at another round of fun with Matt in the living room.  The feeling of disappointment overwhelms you.  You go into the kitchen and open a new bottle of wine and bring it back to your room with you.

You prop yourself up in bed and take a long swig from the wine bottle, marveling at your sexual encounter with Matt. You get goosebumps and your nipples harden as you think about him feeding you wine on his fingers and how he drizzled wine on your nipples earlier.  You take a long drink.  This is going to be another long night, you mutter to yourself.

Hours later you are woken by a series of startling sensations that can only mean someone is in your bed.  The change in pressure on the mattress is what wakes you but before you have a chance to do anything you feel an arm wrap around you from behind before pulling you close.  Shocked and not completely aware, you gasp in temporary horror before a hand covers your mouth and familiar voice whispers in your ear to calm you. “Shhh.  It’s me.”

You smell the aroma of red wine on his hand.  It’s Matt. He is laying behind you, spooning you, enveloping you. You let out a whimper in semi-awake exhaustion before burrowing back into him.  Then you realize you feel something hard growing behind your ass, and you instinctively grind against it, moaning a little.

“I couldn’t wait,” Matt apologizes before licking and sucking on your ear lobe while squeezing your right breast.  You remember fucking him earlier on the couch as the familiar sensation of his lips and tongue on your neck and shoulder sends shivers shooting down your spine. You swing your right arm behind you and cradle his head a little as he kisses his way to your shoulders, sliding down the robe you fell asleep in.  His hand works under to your bare breast and he pinches your nipple between his fingers.

You let go of his head and swing your arm down behind you toward your hips and reach behind you to caress Matt’s bare thigh and ass.  You shift your weight a little and pull off the robe completely before laying back into him so your ass and thighs brush up against his cock.  The hand that was tweaking your nipple slides down your stomach to your hips and thighs before rubbing against your pussy.

“You’re already so wet.” He says as he fingers you briefly and starts rubbing your clit back and forth from behind you.

“I couldn’t wait either.” You say, lifting your top leg up and swinging toward him a little as you feel his cock positioning closer and closer to your pussy.  You guide him inside of you and you scream out in pleasure as he enters you from behind.  Your hand rests on his as he rubs your clit and fucks you deep and slow. Your hand slides up your stomach to your right breast, which you fondle a little.

“I was laying awake and wishing I was fucking you so bad,” he whispers in between licks and nibbles and sucks on your ear lobe and neck.  When he says “bad” he thrusts extra deep and you feel your eyes instantly roll back into your head.

“Do that again, harder!” you beg him in the darkness and you start to demand again when he pushes himself in so deep. “Again, please again!” you say, breathing harder and harder as you feel yourself wrap around his thick cock inside you with each thrust.  Another huge thrust strikes inside you and you feel a quiver that lingers for a moment…then another one hits.  And another.

“You like this?” he asks with a huge thrust.

“Fuck yes!” another large, deep thrust makes you moan out in pleasure. “Never. Stop. Fucking. Me!” you scream out and start to shake uncontrollably against him.  You feel wetness spreading underneath the sheets as you cum on his thick cock.  His fingers work their way up your body and into your mouth and you suck on them, tasting yourself as he pounds into you harder and harder and harder.

“I’m gonna cum so fucking hard” he blurts into your ear.  You push your hips back into him, riding his orgasmic thrusting out, nearly having another orgasm yourself with each one before he collapses against the bed and pulls out.

I am going to have to clean the sheets again, you think to yourself, as sexually satisfied exhaustion overwhelms you.