1. Sex on a Rooftop [MF][real]


    Date: 10/14/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Erotica, Author: Ash win, Rating: 65, Source: sexstories.com

    long and hard. I bite his lower lip and turn over, pulling him with me until he is on top of me. My dress is pulled up around my waste. Stephen pulls aside the gusset of my cotton panties. He smiles at me and then his face disappears between my legs. Instantly I gasp and every single muscle in my body tightens. I am wet already. As I relax he pushes a finger deep into me. He traces his tongue in circles around my clitoris. He pulls his finger in and out, in and out, in and out together in the same rhythm with his tongue. I can’t help but cry out. My hips pull up from the shingles, but he doesn't stop. He pushes in another finger, faster now. He gently nibbles my labia. “Kiss me” I whisper. He obeys, pulling up towards me, but his fingers don’t leave my cunt. He replaces his tongue with his thumb, pressing circles in just the right spot. He reaches his hand to my chest and I involuntarily begin to rise. But he pushes me back down, holding me there as my muscles tense. I contract viciously and tightly around his fingers and then slowly relax. He pulls his hand out from between my trembling thighs. It is dripping with my cum. Unable to speak I lay back for a moment, but only for a moment. I want more. I climb on top of him. In a post orgasm stupor I fumble with the button on Stephen’s pants. I am able to push them down revealing black cotton boxers. I push those out of the way as well and take all of him into my mouth. He is hot and stiff and I can feel him pressing into the ...
    back of my throat, but I push deeper. Then slowly I pull back, threading my tongue around like a corkscrew. I pause at the tip, he gasps. He likes this spot. I suck harder, running the tip of my tongue up and down his frenulum. I am getting excited again, and so I stop. He looks up at me questioningly. I sit up and climb on top of him . “I want you inside me.” He doesn’t object, he allows me to lower myself onto him. Moving my hips in circles I moan and look up at the sky. “How many people do you think are watching us right now?” he asks me. “Just one or two,” I laugh and lean in for a kiss. Fiercely, Stephen grabs the back of my neck and holds me down. We roll over until he is on top and he takes control. He is pushing himself deep inside me. Each thrust deeper than the last; it is as if his penis is growing inside of me. He runs his hands slowly up my sides and I quiver at his touch. I reach for his chest. I run my hands across his nipples and along his shoulders until I grip his strong biceps. I trace my fingers slowly down his back. I softly caress the cheeks of his butt. I squeeze his ass and I push him further. I move him at the rhythm I desire, and I come again. I kiss him softly. He pulls out and looks straight into my eyes as he comes all over my inflating chest and rapidly beating heart. Without a word I pull my dress back down, now stained by both of us. He hops down off the roof, and helps me down after him. This time I know for a fact that he is looking at my now ...