clit. Slowly, two fingers worked his way in and out
of her, raising her to a level of heady desire she had never felt
before. She felt like an animal, almost unaware of what she was
doing, pushed to the brink of an erotic adventure she didn't want
to end.
Most of the time, she chose safe men. Men
that didn't make her feel this way and men that liked it one way in
bed.
The missionary position.
She certainly never did this. She was never
reduced to begging to be fucked, but that was what she wanted, to
be taken like an animal and just feel his body pounding against
hers. Thrusting
into hers.
Suddenly her body shuddered and she let out
a moan. His pulse was fast in his chest, and the musky scent of sex
permeated the air.
"I want to feel you inside of me, Alan."
"Are you sure that is what you want
Sherry?"
Sherry ground her pelvis against his hard
cock, her voice was raspy, "All of you."
"Show me." He said in a silky voice. She
looked at him curiously, not quite understanding what he wanted
from her. Then he got up from her body and just stood there looking
back at her. "Show me how much you want me. I want to see you touch
yourself. Show me where you want me to touch you."
She understood exactly what he wanted. It
felt a little awkward at first, being so open to him, but he had
already seen most of her, he already knew her body intimately and
she wanted to know the rest of his body. She had never done this
for anyone, and yet she wanted to do it now.
She raised her knees up as she spread her
legs wide, letting him see how nice and clean she had shaved
herself that morning. He already knew, he felt her with his hand,
but he had not seen her, until now. She brought her index finger to
her lips and sucked the fingers before slowly caressing her neck
and dropping down to her chest, running her fingers over her
breasts, circling her nipples, and pinching them slightly.
"That's it Baby. Show me what you want me to
do to you."
A wicked grin crossed her face and Sherry
wriggled her hips, as she opened her legs wider, one hand spread
the lips to her pussy and with her other hand, she touched herself,
working her clit with a pleasure she would not deny herself. She
began to work faster, and she arched her neck back breaking eye
contact with her lover. She wanted to feel him between her thighs,
not herself. Sherry was beginning to wonder what might push him
over the edge. What would bring him back to bed?
"You want to know what I want? I want to be
fucked. Hard. Come back to bed Alan."
She kept one hand on herself still working
her clit between her own fingers. Quietly she brought her wet
fingers up to her mouth and sucked her slick juices off her
fingers.
Alan didn't waste any time, unbuttoning his
pants and discarding them on the floor. Sherry bit her lower lip as
she watched him spring forward. He was larger than anyone she had
ever been with but she was no virgin. It might hurt a little if he
was longer than she was inside bit that didn't stop her from
wanting all of him.
Carefully he repositioned himself on top of
her, spreading her legs with his knee. He kissed her, chasing her
tongue with his own, lightly sucking and then he retreated forcing
her to pursue his wicked tongue.
He reached down, feeling his way down her
body, until his hand rested on that wet spot between her legs. She
eagerly pressed up against his hand, rubbing up against him, until
she felt the tip of his cock press against her, and she lifted her
hips high, helping him enter her. As he glided into her, she bit
down on his lip and rolled it between her lips sucking slightly. He
was big, and having him fill her eased some of that carnal hunger
she felt.
Her arms involuntarily wrapped around his
back side, her nails raked across his back as she just let the
sensations fill her body, just reacted to his body and responded in
kind to his fevered thrusts.
She closed her eyes in ecstasy, feeling that
she was on the edge of a cliff, and if she could just