too.
***
For the second night
in a row, Kate couldn’t sleep. This time it wasn’t an outside storm that kept her
awake at 2 a.m. but the one swirling around in her head. She threw the covers
off the bed. It was Brock’s fault. He’d
worked her up. She was only human and she knew what she had to do. The solution
was simple.
She jumped out of bed
and marched to the door, throwing off her nightie in the process. Brock had
gotten her in this worked-up state so it made perfect sense that only he could
make it right.
She made her way
across the hallway, opened the door to the spare room, and went inside. The
light from the clock on the bedside table cast a glow over the bed. He was
asleep but hopefully he wouldn’t be for long.
Kate lifted up the
covers and slid in beside him. She remembered he slept in the nude, which was perfect
because she wouldn’t have to waste time undressing him.
She ran her hands
down his belly, feeling his taut muscles. She then let her hands travel farther
down into his pubic hair—he had lots of that—and finally to the prize, his
thick cock. She stroked it, feeling its veins, its smoothness…its grandeur.
“Hey, what the….”
“It’s me, Kate,” she
whispered in his ear as she stroked him some more, and then circled his balls.
Um, they felt delicious, too.
Brock’s cock shot up,
and he gave a groan. “Wow, am I dreaming or what?”
“You want to be?”
“Depends on what you
plan to do to me.”
She stroked his dick
some more, feeling a little bead of pre-cum ooze from its head. “How about I do
this?” She slid under the covers and down his body.
“Hey, you planning to
do what I think you’re….”
Kate took the tip of his
cock into her mouth before he could finish his question.
“Guess you are. And be
gentle with me, okay?” He laughed.
Kate took the weight
of his balls in her hand as she sucked and licked the entire length of his
shaft. She’d always gotten so turned on when she’d done this for David, and
tonight things were even more intense. Her pulse was racing, and perspiration
dribbled in the spot between her breasts.
Brock moved his legs
and started to fidget. Next his cock pulsed and she sucked harder, knowing he
was getting close.
Even though she was
under the sheets she could hear him moaning. She slowly let him slide out of
her mouth as he ejaculated onto her chest. Once he was finished, she looked up
the length of his body, noticing he’d covered his face with both hands.
He was breathing fast
and deep. “Wow,” said Brock.
“You liked it?”
“I loved it. I didn’t
expect that tonight.”
“How long does it
usually take you to get hard again?” She straddled him, knowing she’d go insane
if she didn’t have sex with him in the next five minutes.
“Oh, not long when a
pretty woman’s got her legs over my thighs.”
“Maybe this will
help.” Kate lifted herself up and brushed her hand across his cock a few times.
“Shit,” said Brock.
“What, I do something
wrong?”
“You got any condoms
around here?”
“Nope.”
“Then shit, we used
the only one I had. I don’t even have one on the boat. And I don’t trust myself
enough to pull out of you.”
Kate collapsed on top
of him and closed her eyes. Torture, sheer torture .
“Any late night
pharmacies open around here?” asked Brock.
“Not that I can
recall, but I’ve never needed an emergency condom before.” She slid over and
rested her body next to his.
“You all pent-up?” he
asked.
“Would you be shocked
if I said yes?”
Brock switched on the
light, causing Kate to blink and then shield her eyes.
That made things a
whole lot worse. Some beads of sweat sat on this forehead. His chest was
glistening, too.
“Sex makes you feel good, so wanting it makes
you a healthy, normal lady. So no, I’m not shocked that you want to fuck again
so don’t feel embarrassed.”
“Guess I should go
back to my own room or I might need to go take a
***
For the second night
in a row, Kate couldn’t sleep. This time it wasn’t an outside storm that kept her
awake at 2 a.m. but the one swirling around in her head. She threw the covers
off the bed. It was Brock’s fault. He’d
worked her up. She was only human and she knew what she had to do. The solution
was simple.
She jumped out of bed
and marched to the door, throwing off her nightie in the process. Brock had
gotten her in this worked-up state so it made perfect sense that only he could
make it right.
She made her way
across the hallway, opened the door to the spare room, and went inside. The
light from the clock on the bedside table cast a glow over the bed. He was
asleep but hopefully he wouldn’t be for long.
Kate lifted up the
covers and slid in beside him. She remembered he slept in the nude, which was perfect
because she wouldn’t have to waste time undressing him.
She ran her hands
down his belly, feeling his taut muscles. She then let her hands travel farther
down into his pubic hair—he had lots of that—and finally to the prize, his
thick cock. She stroked it, feeling its veins, its smoothness…its grandeur.
“Hey, what the….”
“It’s me, Kate,” she
whispered in his ear as she stroked him some more, and then circled his balls.
Um, they felt delicious, too.
Brock’s cock shot up,
and he gave a groan. “Wow, am I dreaming or what?”
“You want to be?”
“Depends on what you
plan to do to me.”
She stroked his dick
some more, feeling a little bead of pre-cum ooze from its head. “How about I do
this?” She slid under the covers and down his body.
“Hey, you planning to
do what I think you’re….”
Kate took the tip of his
cock into her mouth before he could finish his question.
“Guess you are. And be
gentle with me, okay?” He laughed.
Kate took the weight
of his balls in her hand as she sucked and licked the entire length of his
shaft. She’d always gotten so turned on when she’d done this for David, and
tonight things were even more intense. Her pulse was racing, and perspiration
dribbled in the spot between her breasts.
Brock moved his legs
and started to fidget. Next his cock pulsed and she sucked harder, knowing he
was getting close.
Even though she was
under the sheets she could hear him moaning. She slowly let him slide out of
her mouth as he ejaculated onto her chest. Once he was finished, she looked up
the length of his body, noticing he’d covered his face with both hands.
He was breathing fast
and deep. “Wow,” said Brock.
“You liked it?”
“I loved it. I didn’t
expect that tonight.”
“How long does it
usually take you to get hard again?” She straddled him, knowing she’d go insane
if she didn’t have sex with him in the next five minutes.
“Oh, not long when a
pretty woman’s got her legs over my thighs.”
“Maybe this will
help.” Kate lifted herself up and brushed her hand across his cock a few times.
“Shit,” said Brock.
“What, I do something
wrong?”
“You got any condoms
around here?”
“Nope.”
“Then shit, we used
the only one I had. I don’t even have one on the boat. And I don’t trust myself
enough to pull out of you.”
Kate collapsed on top
of him and closed her eyes. Torture, sheer torture .
“Any late night
pharmacies open around here?” asked Brock.
“Not that I can
recall, but I’ve never needed an emergency condom before.” She slid over and
rested her body next to his.
“You all pent-up?” he
asked.
“Would you be shocked
if I said yes?”
Brock switched on the
light, causing Kate to blink and then shield her eyes.
That made things a
whole lot worse. Some beads of sweat sat on this forehead. His chest was
glistening, too.
“Sex makes you feel good, so wanting it makes
you a healthy, normal lady. So no, I’m not shocked that you want to fuck again
so don’t feel embarrassed.”
“Guess I should go
back to my own room or I might need to go take a
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