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String Of Pearls

Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: True Story, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Written by women, Author: Lostlady, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

were so strong it almost seemed as if I would hurt the two fingers that were still in me, still twisting. The orgasm began to subside, leaving me laying there trembling and spent. Charley was now sitting on the bed next to me, leaning on one arm, his free hand softly caressing me. I looked up at him and, smiling weakly, held out my arms. He leaned down and I hugged him tightly. Then he whispered in my ear, “My turn, angel.” I had forgotten, we had more work to do, and I was eager to get on to it. Slowly, I sat up, repositioned myself and lay back down on the bed lengthwise. Charley went to the nightstand and picked up the beads, placing them on next to me. I looked up at him, he was facing me with both hands behind his back, bent forward slightly, an uncomfortable look on his face; he was lubing up. I looked down at the beads, as much as I wanted to do this, I didn’t want to watch him, figuring I should let him have his privacy. When he finished he sat down on the edge of the bed, running his hand over my body, sending small twinges of pleasure through my body. Don’t forget, I’d just finished coming, it wasn’t going to take much to send me off again. I slid my one leg off the edge of the bed, letting him know I was ready for round two, or “his turn” as he called it. He moved into position, supporting himself with one arm, holding his hard on in the other hand, lowered himself, lined it up with my waiting pussy, and pushed the head in. Letting go of his erect penis, he now ... lowered himself some more, supported on his elbows, forearms under my shoulders, hands interlocked on the top of my head as if he thought I was going to slide out from under him (Charley was a good fuck, but he was a goofy bastard). Then he shoved it into me nice and easy, the penetration stoking up the fire of my last orgasm. Once he was all the way in, he paused, twisting his head down to kiss me on the mouth, while I began inserting the beads. We must have made a pretty picture; his rock hard cock in my dripping cunt, my tongue ravaging his mouth, my fingers shoving a necklace up his ass. When I finished, I patted his ass cheek to let him know it was time. He didn’t waste any time, as began pumping his cock in and out of my tortured pussy. This wasn’t going to take long, but that was OK, my second orgasm was already building. Convenient, he wasn’t going last long because the time he had spent getting me off had left him all horned up, I wasn’t going to last long because I hadn’t recovered from coming the first time. I love it when things work out like that (Ain't life grand?). As he started thrusting faster and harder into my snatch, I crossed my ankles behind his legs and rose to meet him thrust for thrust twisting and rolling my hips to get more pressure on cunt, my clit sending electric shocks of sexual pleasure throughout my body. No doubt about it, I was going to come again, it wouldn’t take much now. As he fucked me, I occasionally gave a little tug on the pearls, each ...