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The Stories of Laura, Part 5, Finally scratching an itch

Date: 6/22/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Male/Female, Author: kennyjf, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

while I was fully prone. His cock pressed firmly inside me pussy and worked my pubic bone from the inside. Oh god!. He just rubbed it and I couldn't help myself. I came quick and hard, backing up against him trying to force his cock into my stomach and up my throat. He pounded away when I did that. I rose up on my knees and let him just take me from behind and admiring the ass he loved to write about so much. He slowed down into a more purposeful and steady stroke. I also came down a bit from my second orgasm. Two. And had he come? I hadn't noticed or perhaps even cared to have noticed. I assumed not but wanted it. I was tiring a bit even though I wasn't really working at this much. How long has this been already. I didn't really want to know. I was still enjoying the feeling even if this wasn't as intense as before. I was feeling warm and comfortable. Then I felt his presence leaning over me with minimal stroking with his cock. He was reaching around and under me for my breasts. My nipples still hard he massaged them wantonly. I think he could even feel the aureolas as he seemed to be tracing them around and around, occasionally brushing a nipple. At some point I felt his cock slip out of me and run up the crack of my ass and rest there. I thought he may try to fuck me there but he just slowly dry rubbed my around there but not near my rosebud. He asked me to roll over, which I did. He pulled me close and re-entered me fully. Looking straight into my eyes he started long, ... careful strokes. Teasingly he would pause before entering me each time. Sometimes one beat, sometimes three, sometimes two. It was delightful. I started building up that warm feeling from within again. This lasted for some time and I found myself panting again. I also discovered he was talking to me. He had been telling me how beautiful I was and how wonderful I felt. I was glowing. And the embers inside were equally heating up. I was opening up to another orgasm. I was his slut. I started to forget his needs and just wanted to cum once again. And somehow he was going to let me. I closed my eyes and let the feelings of the orgasm build and build. My heart was racing again and my breathing was becoming more labored. Then something happened that surprised even me. He reached under each side of my back from above and grabbed a hold of my shoulders from behind. He pulled me fully onto his throbbing cock. Instead of how we were earlier, instead of more of a lovemaking endeavor this was going to be a fucking. He started pounding hard, He was using his cock to move fully inside me and to raise me up on the back and less than a moment later his arms pulled me back down the bed. I was his piston. Was this for me or for him. Was he just using me now to get himself off? Distracted momentarily, my new orgasm hit me slowly. I recognized it and started riding the wave. I then asked him to cum for me. No, I didn't ask. I begged. "Cum for me, cum with me, use me, I need it, please..." Moments ...