said.
He stopped.
I relaxed.
We kissed and it was perfect. His mouth to mine, and his
cock in my pussy – or almost.
I moaned with happiness, with need, and with the longing I
knew would be accompanied by the slamming of the door on our kissing. My hips
moved lightly. I tried to keep them under control.
He gasped, moving his slightly, too.
The head of his cock moved back and forth inside my outer
lips, butting up repeatedly against my opening.
The delicious repetitive pressure built an enormous coil of
tension in me, twisting and turning with need and ache. I groaned loudly and
pulled on his butt.
He was panting, trying to hold back.
I could feel my hole stretching open. That's fine, it did
that yesterday. We're still okay. I pulled harder.
Ben gasped and his hips began moving. The head of his cock
pressed into and out of my opening, a little deeper.
That's sort of inside… Maybe I should say something. But the pressure was exquisite. I groaned louder and pulled harder, my hips
moving faster. I couldn't control it.
He sighed and moved his hips against mine. He would push as
I raised. When he pulled back, my hips dropped. His cock slid farther inside my
opening with each thrust.
I tried to slow down. Finally I gasped and laid still.
"It's sort of in there."
"Oh, sorry." He pulled back a bit, leaving a hole
of emptiness where the head of his cock had been.
"That's okay. It wasn't as bad as yesterday." And
yesterday had been an accident. We're okay. I stopped it. I panted and
squirmed. "Okay, stick it in a little again. Just be careful."
I felt the push of his thick hard cock into my pussy. My
hole began to stretch. "Okay, stop. Right there."
"Okay." He shifted around on his elbows to get a
better position. His cock pressed past the opening and slid inside a little.
I moaned out with need, quivering with lust.
He immediately pulled it out. He said, "Sorry. It's
kind of hard to keep it in the same place."
"That's okay. It was an accident."
I felt him press his cock back into me and push against my
opening. I felt myself stretching. My hips bucked, and he slid in past the
opening. I dropped down, frustrated. It was hard not to move.
He tried again.
This time, I raised my knees all the way back so I wouldn't
be tempted to use my feet for hip leverage. That was a mistake.
When he pressed, I felt his cock slide easily into my
opening. It stretched quickly, allowing his cock to slide past and in.
He stopped, but he was already in. He was as deep as the
previous day.
I held my breath and sighed out slowly. I tried to stay
still. Then I convulsed to a spasm of lust. My pussy moved upwards and his cock
sank in more.
I clawed the bed and groaned. "No, pull back. Pull
back."
He slid out.
I gasped and laid my legs down. "Okay, legs in the air
is a bad idea. Just lay on me and kiss me. Put it at my entrance."
He scooted down a little, aiming his cock into my pussy and
pressed it so it was just nestled in the outer lips.
"Yes, right there. Now kiss me."
We kissed, desperate and deep. His hand roamed up and down
my naked breasts and he broke the kiss to lick and suck my neck.
I was moving. I couldn't help it. My hips bucked up and
down. His cock moved against my opening and created the most aggravatingly
wonderful sensations.
He began moving too, groaning with lust. His cock pressed
harder, stretching my opening. It slid in a little.
I panted, pulling on his butt to keep him inside. That's
okay, it's not deep. We're not fucking, just teasing.
He was moving, his cock sliding in and out at the opening.
The head pushed in the same distance with each thrust.
Yeah, that's not bad and it feels good. We can do this. I groaned, my body shaking out of control. I pulled harder on his butt again.
My hips bucked up. His thickness stretched me a little deeper.
I sighed with tension and satisfaction. The pressure felt
wonderful. I wriggled my hips and felt his shaft slide in deeper, causing new
sensations of stretching
He stopped.
I relaxed.
We kissed and it was perfect. His mouth to mine, and his
cock in my pussy – or almost.
I moaned with happiness, with need, and with the longing I
knew would be accompanied by the slamming of the door on our kissing. My hips
moved lightly. I tried to keep them under control.
He gasped, moving his slightly, too.
The head of his cock moved back and forth inside my outer
lips, butting up repeatedly against my opening.
The delicious repetitive pressure built an enormous coil of
tension in me, twisting and turning with need and ache. I groaned loudly and
pulled on his butt.
He was panting, trying to hold back.
I could feel my hole stretching open. That's fine, it did
that yesterday. We're still okay. I pulled harder.
Ben gasped and his hips began moving. The head of his cock
pressed into and out of my opening, a little deeper.
That's sort of inside… Maybe I should say something. But the pressure was exquisite. I groaned louder and pulled harder, my hips
moving faster. I couldn't control it.
He sighed and moved his hips against mine. He would push as
I raised. When he pulled back, my hips dropped. His cock slid farther inside my
opening with each thrust.
I tried to slow down. Finally I gasped and laid still.
"It's sort of in there."
"Oh, sorry." He pulled back a bit, leaving a hole
of emptiness where the head of his cock had been.
"That's okay. It wasn't as bad as yesterday." And
yesterday had been an accident. We're okay. I stopped it. I panted and
squirmed. "Okay, stick it in a little again. Just be careful."
I felt the push of his thick hard cock into my pussy. My
hole began to stretch. "Okay, stop. Right there."
"Okay." He shifted around on his elbows to get a
better position. His cock pressed past the opening and slid inside a little.
I moaned out with need, quivering with lust.
He immediately pulled it out. He said, "Sorry. It's
kind of hard to keep it in the same place."
"That's okay. It was an accident."
I felt him press his cock back into me and push against my
opening. I felt myself stretching. My hips bucked, and he slid in past the
opening. I dropped down, frustrated. It was hard not to move.
He tried again.
This time, I raised my knees all the way back so I wouldn't
be tempted to use my feet for hip leverage. That was a mistake.
When he pressed, I felt his cock slide easily into my
opening. It stretched quickly, allowing his cock to slide past and in.
He stopped, but he was already in. He was as deep as the
previous day.
I held my breath and sighed out slowly. I tried to stay
still. Then I convulsed to a spasm of lust. My pussy moved upwards and his cock
sank in more.
I clawed the bed and groaned. "No, pull back. Pull
back."
He slid out.
I gasped and laid my legs down. "Okay, legs in the air
is a bad idea. Just lay on me and kiss me. Put it at my entrance."
He scooted down a little, aiming his cock into my pussy and
pressed it so it was just nestled in the outer lips.
"Yes, right there. Now kiss me."
We kissed, desperate and deep. His hand roamed up and down
my naked breasts and he broke the kiss to lick and suck my neck.
I was moving. I couldn't help it. My hips bucked up and
down. His cock moved against my opening and created the most aggravatingly
wonderful sensations.
He began moving too, groaning with lust. His cock pressed
harder, stretching my opening. It slid in a little.
I panted, pulling on his butt to keep him inside. That's
okay, it's not deep. We're not fucking, just teasing.
He was moving, his cock sliding in and out at the opening.
The head pushed in the same distance with each thrust.
Yeah, that's not bad and it feels good. We can do this. I groaned, my body shaking out of control. I pulled harder on his butt again.
My hips bucked up. His thickness stretched me a little deeper.
I sighed with tension and satisfaction. The pressure felt
wonderful. I wriggled my hips and felt his shaft slide in deeper, causing new
sensations of stretching
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