1. 03. Orla's Research


    Date: 8/1/2017, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: GoBigCatGo, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    down on my need to burst I slid out and took my cock in my hand while she reached between her knees and kneaded my balls. Her heels dug into my bum and she pulled me toward her rhythmically, winding her hips at mine and muttering, “Do it do it do it.” I rubbed hard and fast, her eyes hooded and fixed to the blurring movement. The creamy smooth expanse of her lithe torso and the high roll of her breasts were incredibly inviting but I had held on too long and it seemed an age before I could unlock myself. She pushed the wet spread of her mound to my joggling balls and rocked against them, as if kissing them with her pussy. The delightful sensation slowly unlocked me inside. Orla too, by the sound of her. As if on cue, she squealed and pulled her legs up and back, thrusting her hands between to open her lips wider to the grinding bounce of my balls. That did it for me. Something twanged inside, I arched rigid and with a roar, exploded. I erupted high into the air, splashing out over her belly, abdomen and spread mound. She whimpered and laughed in abandon as frantic jets of white pumped over her, collecting its slippery heat on her clitoris and moaning in bliss as she rubbed her super-lubed nub in itching sensuous circles. We were both senseless in ecstasy. It rocked through us and out into the air with panting and swearing and chuckles of delirious joy. She had the head of my cock pressed to her cum-slicked clit and was using it to drag out the very last dregs of her third and ...
    I think, her biggest, climax. She rolled her hips at it, our eyes focused to each other’s bits like a couple of beloved pets. Our orgasms left us trembling and kissing. We couldn’t stop laughing, acting like idiots while I tried to reach the beach towel in her bag without separating our hips. As we fluffed and buffed her clean with the stripy towel, marvelling at just how much stuff there was, and how far it splattered, a sudden tiredness settled over us. We tumbled flat out onto the sofa before collapsing into a delicious post orgasmic doze. # Half an hour later I awoke with a start, feeling a little animal capering across my recumbent cock and balls, to find Orla’s eyes sparkling at me from the arm of the sofa and her hand stroking my crotch. "Goody, you're awake!" she whispered and her fingers curled around my dick more tightly, encouraging the blood back in and resting her cheek on my chest to watch it grow. "You've got a lovely penis. Has anyone ever told you that?" I laughed, making her head bounce up and down. Orla sniggered but it appeared she wasn't joking. "Honest, it's just such a good size! Not like freakish big, mind, just… big enough, and nice and fat. You could be a willy model!" A cock loves nothing more than adoration. It swelled with pride. I was embarrassed but lapping it up. The ego trip had me fully erect and flexing in her hand, all fluffed up and ready for action. Orla stretched and yawned massively. She sat up and looked about her, said, "Ah ha!" and ...
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