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Sex Story, Part 3

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by Bebe Wilde


  Then he was riding me again, still fucking me from behind, harder this time and I was pushing back against him, getting my groove on, slipping my hand between my legs and touching myself, feeling my clit rise up to the occasion once again. He grabbed onto my shoulder and I could feel him getting there, to his orgasm. As he did, I felt mine coming, too, coming from the touch and the intensity of the situation, coming from what he was giving me and what I was taking. And…yes…there it wassssssss! I moaned loudly as it hit and just as I came, he pulled out and shot his hot cum all over my back. I felt it hit and I moaned as it did, thinking that this was new but it was good; it was a good addition to our sex story.

  We fell silent afterwards and he leaned down and kissed my shoulder, then took my hand and led me into the bathroom. We got into the shower together and soaped each other up, running our hands up and down each other’s wet bodies, getting into the touch of each other. He licked and kissed my breasts and slid his hand between my legs. I moved against it and soon he was ready again.

  We kissed all the way out of the shower and then he walked me backwards, still kissing me, to the bed and laid me down on my back. Then he began to make love to me. But this wasn’t angry sex any longer. No, we were over that. This was hot and sweet sex. And so we had it, moving in sync with each other, kissing and loving each other and healing after our fight. It was wonderful and sexy and really, really made me feel like we were truly meant for each other.

  He then sat up and pulled me into his lap. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and began to move with him, grinding against him. His mouth found my nipple and his hands squeezed my breasts. It was so hot, so good, and I couldn’t stop myself. I wanted release and I wanted it sooner rather than later. Soon I was coming again and so was he. He pumped into me, giving me everything he had and I took it all. After we climaxed and came back down from it, we held each other tight and didn’t speak for the longest time. Then I started to come back to reality. This was it. What would come next would clarify where our relationship was headed.

  We lay back on the bed and spooned. We lay there a long time and just waited for what would happen next. To my relief, he said, “Let’s forget about it.”

  I sat up and almost smiled, but then felt like maybe this was a trap. “Are you sure?” I asked.

  He nodded. “I’m sure. Shit happens, Lara. That’s life and because of that, I will forgive you. I love you and I will get over it.”

  I moved over on top of him and slipped my arms around his neck, hugging him as close as I could. I kissed his shoulder and then laid my head on it. “Thank you, Eric. I love you, too.”

  “But if it ever happens again,” he said. “Keep it to yourself.”

  I nodded though I knew I would never allow something like this to happen again. I knew why I’d done it. I wanted to experiment a little, that’s all. But if it was going to cause this much pain, it wasn’t worth the fun of the experience. “It won’t happen again,” I said and rose up to stare into his eyes. “I promise.”

  “Good,” he said then smiled widely.

  “What is it?” I asked, getting confused.

  “I didn’t think we could get any hotter with our sex,” he said. “But, once again, you proved me wrong.”

  I smiled back at him. “I always got a new trick up my sleeve.”

  “That’s fine,” he said. “Just keep it coming, baby.”

  I would do my best.

 

 

 


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