get pushed
over the edge, she would orgasm. "Ooooh, just give it to me
baby."
"You like that?" He hardened inside of her,
sensing her arousal.
He grabbed the cheeks of her round ass and
pulled himself into her, burying himself inside of her. He filled
her to the hilt, and touched the length of her womb.
"Oh Alan!" Her body stiffened under him as
she climaxed spiraling in a dizzy spiral of desire and lust. Her
lips tingled in the aftermath of her climax. But he had not come
yet, and he was still reining in his control, keeping a steeled
composure over himself. He moved in and out of her slick opening
before withdrawing completely. He did a pushup
over her body, leaving her cold.
Sherry gasped in surprise. He wasn't
planning on finishing inside of her?
"But you didn't—"
"Shhh. It's okay. Close your legs Darling."
He said silkily.
Sherry obediently did as she was told, and
closed her legs tightly. He laid on top of her once more, his cock
pressed tightly against her legs, and he began to slide against
her, in a steady rhythm right onto her swollen nub.
"I like the way you feel inside of me. So
hard. So hot." She rasped out.
"I wanted to fuck you the moment I saw you
Sherry in that sexy black dress of yours." He grunted out. "It
barely covers those pretty little panties of yours. It made me feel
like an animal I wanted to rip them off of you and just fuck you on
the patio." He said as he pushed the material even higher on her
stomach. It was only a few more of his gliding strokes before he
came on her. His milky seed spilling onto the lips of her pussy and
spurting over her belly. He lay there like that with her for a
moment before rolling off of her and looking for something to clean
up with. He managed to find a towel that was neatly folded in the
chest of drawers and cleansed her body from the sticky liquid.
Sherry wasn't through lingering in bed. She
didn't feel ready to go back to the party yet. Before he could mop
up all the seed, she used one finger to swipe it and brought it to
her mouth sucking all the juice off, tasting a musky mix of herself
and him. She wouldn't be denied her enjoyment of this.
Alan moaned out, "You are killing me
Sherry."
"Why? Because I want to know what you taste
like?"
"Yes. Damn it, now I am hard again."
She looked down to see, he was indeed hard
again, ready for her once more. He jutted out proudly from his
hips, his cock standing at attention and she could feel a heat
between her own legs, and a throbbing sensation as her blood pulsed
in anticipation. She smiled, licking her lips to let him know that
she was ready for him.
"I am ready if you are."
"No. We have to get back otherwise the other
people might come looking for us."
"They could join the party. This is where
all the fun is anyways."
"There is plenty of time for that tonight.
Are you staying here tonight?"
"I had not really thought about it. I just
thought I would go home. Why?"
"It's not really safe to drink and drive, so
I will be staying here tonight. If you wanted to spend the night, I
am sure we could find a warm bed for you somewhere."
"Mmmm…Sounds nice. Like in your bed?"
"If that is where you want to be." He said,
not even attempting to cover his nudity.
Sherry sighed before giving his body one
last sweeping look. They would have to get dressed, but at least
she would have something to look forward to. "I am game. I would
love to spend the night Alan."
"Good, then let's get dressed and get back
to the party."
Chapter Three
Sean was staring at her, not saying anything
to her, but he was just staring at her. Ever since she and Alan had
come back he had been looking at her as if he knew her secret. They
had come back from the boat separately. She wasn't sure if he
really knew, but how could he? Maybe it was that way she giggled to
every joke she heard, and smiled no matter what she heard, or the
way she kept sneaking glances at Alan. No matter.
It didn't really matter, it wasn't like
there was