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Aloha Means Hello and Goodbye
Date: 6/1/2016, Categories: Quickie Sex, Author: Sssh, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories
juices, which were sweet and a bit salty. I liked the taste of it, and my tongue ran across the head hoping for more. Before I could do more, he pulled me back up. “Much more of that, and it will be a very short evening,” he said with a smile. Once again, his arm slid around me, and he pulled me tight. Without clothes on, his member slid between my legs. He slid up against my opening, and I could feel the head brush against it as we moved together. I walked us slowly back to the bed until I could feel the backs of my legs press against the mattress. Some hotel worker had kindly turned down the bed, and I fell back, pulling Luka on top of me. He landed on his elbows so as not to press too hard against me; however, our hips matched up perfectly now, and I moved around to let him know what I wanted. He laughed. “I don’t suppose a bride to be has protection.” “Her friend does,” I said, pulling Chrissie’s supplies onto the bed. Luka took a second to ready himself and then slid between my legs once again. Almost instinctively, I brought my legs up to his sides. I was still dripping my own juices. I wasn’t going to need much preparation. He brought me into another long kiss, and as he did, I felt him find my opening with his fingers. He had two of them in me at first, exciting me and pressing against my clit so that my excitement grew. I could feel the steady pressure against it, knowing that it wouldn’t be long before release. He continued this for a minute or two, and then ... replaced the fingers with himself. I suddenly felt full of him, and I gasped with pleasure. He traced my jawline with kisses as he started a slow rhythm with me. It was slow, but passionate, like the islands. We didn’t speak. We didn’t need to. His strokes were long, pulling nearly all the way out before sliding deep into me again. Each push brushed against my clit, and I moaned with the pent-up desire that I felt. As I moaned, he began to speed up. The thrusts were faster now, but still pressing against my pleasure zones. I could feel him tense as he grew closer to his own orgasm. I squeezed my legs against his sides and he came. I could feel the pulses inside of me as he grunted. Beads of sweat formed across his forehead and neck, drops that I greedily licked off. He didn’t stop. Even though I could see that he was spent, he continued the thrusts, realizing how close I was to my own pleasure. The deep thrusts and the knowledge that I’d made him cum hard inside of me drove me over the edge. The heat that had been building inside my gut swelled over the dam holding it in place and flooded me with warmth. I began to sweat as well, the heat beating inside of me like the noonday sun. I let the feeling wash over me until it was done. Luka had continued to thrust inside of me until I had finished. Now he slowed to a stop and pulled out. My body immediately protested the loss of him inside of me, but I did nothing. He lay beside me without speaking for a long time. Then he got up, cleaned ...