1. Taking Chances


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Mature, Author: Sisyphus, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

    and slowly started grinding while she wrapped her legs around his body and pulled him harder against her. Lifting her hips, she whispered, “Please, please, make love to me.” And he did, entering her gently, pushing slowly, her pussy adjusting to his hardness, then slowly going deeper, filling her and thrusting harder, their bodies moving as one, slowly at first, then faster and faster, harder and harder, again and again, his relentless thrusting going deeper, faster and harder. She knew he could feel her body tensing and trembling, while her pussy, clutching his cock, seemed to cause him to thrust even harder and faster. “Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God, Oh, oh, oh, oh, my God,” she yelled louder, her body convulsing, shaking, clutching his cock tighter, her legs and arms wrapped around him, pulling him deeper as another overwhelming orgasm ripped through her. Catherine’s screaming apparently caused Tom to thrust harder and suddenly his body tensed and his cock swelled. Guttural grunts came with each hard thrust. She saw his grimace and knew he must be close and suddenly he was erupting, shooting his cum deep into her warm, wet, overflowing pussy. His whole body was writhing as the last of his thrusts gushed into her and filled her before he collapsed on top of her. He seemed to savor the feel of her breasts crushed against his chest, his cock still deep in her, the warm wet spasms of her pussy and the strength of her arms and legs embracing him. Both seemed to be overwhelmed ...
    and wallowed in the afterglow, panting and gasping and then gradually, she noticed it was now dark, both outside and in the room. Still breathing heavily, he turned her on her side and molded his body to hers so that they were spooning, both lying quietly, the aroma of their sex in the air. Tom kissed her neck, her shoulder, the back of her head and nuzzled his nose into her hair. Catherine lay there, loving the warmth of his body against hers, the soft feel of his cock against her ass. She did not want to move but was aware of the sound of traffic outside in contrast to the quiet of the dark apartment. Then she glanced at the red numbers on the digital clock on the table next to the bed and remembered in a panic that she had to catch the six-forty-five train since she had missed the one she usually took after work. Her car was at the Chestnut Hill Train Station, and it would take her fifteen minutes to drive home and arrive before Martin came home from his meeting and she wanted to have something for him to eat. “Oh my goodness, I have to catch the train,” Catherine said, suddenly shattering the moment, the reality of her life dissipating the realm they had entered. “I have to go.” She turned her face towards Tom, feeling him release her as she shifted then quickly sat up. “Sorry,” she said to him, running her hands through her hair. Tom reached in back of her and turned on the lamp and sighed but seemed to recognize her distress. Catherine leaped out of the bed and picking ...
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