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The girl with the red hair

Date: 10/31/2017, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: LibraryCat, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

keeping her from him, and he absorbed her cries with his tongue, his fingers caressing inside and around. She was sobbing inarticulate ecstasy against his lips. Her hands spread over his back and slid to his butt, edging underneath his belt and his pants to touch his bare skin. He jerked against her, his belly grinding against that place between her widespread legs. She clenched her thighs on his hips, prolonging that delicious slide against that hot, sensitive place. His lips laid claim to hers, tasting her. She slid her fingers around, one hand slipping underneath his pants, the other one unfastening his belt. He sucked his breath in and growled something against her neck, shifting his weight on top of her. With one arm he gripped her wrist and pulled it out of his pants, pulling off his belt and tossing it aside. She gripped his buttons and pulled. “Your jeans,” She gasped. “What about them?” he mumbled at her neck, his mouth and tongue making love to her skin, his fingers tangled in her hair. “I want them off.” “Only if the lace comes off.” His hand slid to her hip, his fingers just toying with the skin just underneath the edge of the miniscule garment. She slid her fingers underneath the edge and with a wiggle and a kick, she was naked in his arms. She pulled at the waistband of his jeans again. “Now.” Breathlessly, she kissed him. He worked the buttons loose, undoing the zipper, sliding the pants down. He was bare underneath, and he made hot noises into her neck as she ... curled her fingers around his manhood. He pushed her back against the pillows, taking a moment to enjoy the sight of her sprawled against the rich sheets, before he leaned down and took her mouth again. One hand guided him to her before he pushed inside, just a little. Her eyes widened as she felt him just inside her. He slid his hands up her arms and pressed his hands against hers, aligning their fingers. “This might hurt a lot. Those from different levels aren’t supposed to…” Before he finished his statement, she took his mouth, kissing him fiercely. He pushed inside slowly, with little thrusts meant to minimize stress. He felt her tears on his face, heard the sobs, and brought his arms around her shoulders. She slid her hands to his back, flattening her hands over his shoulder blades. He stopped pushing for a moment. She gripped his hips with her legs and pulled him in deeper. He panted, resting his forehead against hers again. “Don’t make me….” “Then don’t stop.” She gasped as he pushed in even deeper on a heavy groan. “Yes. YES.” Her head rolled back and she was lost as he thrust and withdrew. Her cries filled his ears, each one more arousing than the last. Her body around him was so tight it was all he could do to keep pushing. His breath was ragged, the pleasure stealing his senses. He crushed her mouth with his, thrusting hard and deep. She had her eyes closed, lifting her legs, growing wetter for him. She crossed her ankles behind him, pulling him in closer, tighter ...