my God, oh my God," she squealed, her voice rising higher and higher as she arched off the bed impaling herself completely on my shaft. The thousand fingers squeezed my cock.
She dropped back heavily onto the mattress. I started thrusting again, but she reached up and put her hand on my belly.
"Just a second," she gasped. "I need a break."
I pulled out and lay down next to her. She was breathing heavily, almost as if she'd run a sprint. Her hand reached down and firmly stoked my slimy cock. I took the opportunity to caress her body, cupping her firm breasts, and tracing the nipples with my fingertips.
"Did you yet?" she inquired after a few moments.
"No, but...." I was going to tell her it was okay. That we didn't need to continue if she was done.
"I want you to," she cut me off. "How do you want me?"
I knew the answer right away, but I hesitated for a moment in answering. I didn't want to break the spell. This was something Joanne didn't like to do. But then I went for it.
"I want you on your hands and knees."
"Mmmmm, okay," she chirped happily.
Her eagerness to please was almost as sexy as her tight, little body. Almost. She got on all fours, and I knelt behind her. It was an amazing view, her long blond hair streaming down her back, her body tapering from her shoulders to her tiny waist, and then flaring again to an absolutely perfect, firm, heart-shaped ass.
I rubbed my cock up and down her slit until she was moaning, her ass swaying in anticipation. I entered slowly, worried that she might be getting sore or that she her excitement was ebbing, but her soft mewls of pleasure and unbelievable wetness let me know she was up for more.
It was my turn, so I fucked her harder and faster than before, burying myself into her over and over, our bodies slapping together loudly. I reached around and fondled her full breasts, pinching her nipples until she yelped excitedly. Releasing her tits, I let my hands rest just beneath them so that each thrust caused her erect nipples to brush against my fingers.
Then I grabbed her ass cheeks, squeezing them hard, pulling them apart so that I could more easily see my cock spearing her tight snatch and her perfect, little asshole pulsing with each stroke. I ran my thumb up her crack, and pressed it lightly against her anus. She suddenly threw her head back and let out a high-pitched squeak as her body shuddered and her cunt spasmed against my cock for the third time. Joanne was always anxious about any ass play, and it was a thrill to be with a partner who seemed to relish it.
Then as if all her strength suddenly disappeared, she collapsed face down onto the bed. I followed her down and continued pounding into her. In that position, she was amazingly even tighter than before, though so well lubed than I was able to slide in and out easily.
She looked back at me over her shoulder, her hair a tangled, matted mess, her eyes wide, her mouth open and gasping. She looked nothing if not well fucked.
“Oh my God, you’re amazing,” she gushed.
Hearing that was an adrenaline rush. I thrust again, harder, and again, pressing myself into her completely, getting every last millimeter of my prick inside her. She gasped.
And then suddenly I went lightheaded. I saw colors, and I came so hard it actually hurt for a moment as my dick hole stretched to allow a torrent of cum to escape. And then euphoria as my balls emptied completely, and I collapsed onto her back, my prick still buried in her tight wet hole.
I gasped to catch my breath, and then rolled off her onto my back. She draped an arm over my chest and looked me in the eyes.
"I... I... I...." she stammered.
"I know," I groaned.
I gave her a little peck on the nose and we both dropped into a dead sleep.
Chapter Five
I woke at 5:30am as the sun streamed through my bedroom window. I always forgot to draw the curtains. Joanne usually did that.
I didn't dare move, or even breathe. Last night had been amazing, and I woke to