1. Cushions


    Date: 6/14/2017, Categories: Science-Fiction, Author: ufpe, Rating: 85.7, Source: sexstories.com

    model VW bug screeched to a stop directly in front of me. “Wanna ride ?” The passenger window slid down silently and I immediately recognized the two flawless orbs that adorned Serena's chest. Her skirt was hefted up in front just enough to reveal a tiny glimpse of her moist, neatly trimmed pussy with the shadow of her engorged cleft peeking through. “I know I need one!” Protocol be damned, I snatched open the door, threw in my backpack and slammed the door behind me. Her arm was already around my neck pulling me in for a long lustful lip lock. Then, amidst the sound of blaring car horns, we sped off through the traffic with my trembling hand stroking the smoothest thigh ever created. Within a few wordless minutes, we parked in front of a graceful two story structure where she pulled me into a breath sucking french kiss that left me struggling to see past the hazy stars. Somehow I found the door handle and yanked it open behind her before releasing my own to bound after her up the weathered concrete stairs. As she fumbled with the keys, I savored the smooth fragrant skin of her neck, making her squeal as she struggled to release the stubborn deadbolt. With a defiant click the door finally creaked open, and we were back in each others arms in an instant, sampling the wanton flesh we were about to ravish. “I have every intention of fucking you senseless,” I offered between tender kisses. “I don't really care about your intentions mister, “ she responded lustfully, “I'm ...
    interested in how you use your equipment. . .” She grabbed my semi-erect member forcefully through my jeans and moaned passionately. I grabbed the hem of her light pink sweater and pulled it forcibly over her head and tossed it. Fumbling with her bra clasps that mercifully opened quickly despite the sizable strain they were under, I speechlessly beheld the two most symmetrically perfect baby bottles on the planet. I immediately morphed into a mindless, orally fixated drone at that juncture, and dove into those soft firm globes while my free hand pulled her skirt over hips to slide on the floor. My hand slid onto her moist muff, and as my first two fingers slipped into the silky warmth of her most intimate place, her hips involuntary thrust forward damn near breaking my wrist. Feasting on her rigid nipples, she uttered an almost unearthly moan as my hand and mouth began a synchronous massage. She stiffened almost immediately and began to quake as her orgasm crested, filling my hand with her explosive eruption. With my animal nature in overdrive, I fell to my knees and ingested her flowing essence as quickly as she spewed, triggering a second, more explosive orgasm I still refer to as the 'Rebirth of Krakatoa.' I damned near drowned in the ensuing tidal wave of her essence. Her entire body quivered from the shiny crown of her thick dark hair to her delicately manicured toes, and despite her futile attempts to remain on her feet, she crumpled to the floor while I retained my lip lock on ...