Storm
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“God, I love these tits.” She pressed her fingers to my lips and I grinned. “What? No talking?”
“Let’s not ruin this.”
I smirked at her and kissed her, then slid my tongue across her jaw and down her neck. I couldn’t resist as I nibbled on her ear. “I can’t wait to shove my engorged flesh in the petal-soft folds of your womanhood.”
She burst into laughter as I licked and kissed down to her breasts. Taking her nipple in my mouth, I gripped her hand when she started wriggling beneath me. My fingers interlocked with hers and she squeezed my hands every time pleasure shot through her.
“I’m gonna make you writhe with my burning caresses until you rocket through the universe.”
“Stop,” she moaned. I raised an eyebrow and looked down at her. She looked like she was actually enjoying it. I rocked my hips against hers, keeping my eyes locked on hers as she moaned again. Her eyes rolled back and then she was thrusting her hips up to meet mine. Shoving my shorts down, I knelt before her, stroking my cock as she slowly pulled the strings from her bikini bottoms. The small scrap of fabric fell down between her legs, and then her fingers were sliding through her folds.
I groaned and threw my head back. It was fucking torture to watch, but so damn sexy that I couldn’t bring myself to stop her. “Storm,” she murmured.
“Yeah,” I croaked, barely able to speak.
“I want to feel your hard, male heat in my damp, moist needy place.”
“Oh, fuck. Give me some more.”
I stroked myself harder, watching her fingers circle her clit as she talked dirty to me.
“My secret center is so wet and hot. I need the sinewy length of your manhood pushing through my pulsing heat until love’s sweet lava flows.”
“Yeah? You need the hard pulse of my arousal.”
“Fuck yeah,” she murmured, her breathing growing more ragged with every breath. “Push me over the crest in a blinding, pulsing moment of release.”
I jerked myself two more times and then I was spilling my cum all over my hand. Jessica watched intently and then her body was jerking as she came all over her fingers.
“Fuck, that was hot,” I panted.
“Not exactly the way I thought it was going to go.”
“Me neither, but now that you talk dirty with me, I think we’ve got something going.”
She nodded and then collapsed onto the bed, breathing hard as she stared at the ceiling. I laid down beside her and grabbed her hand, pulling it up to rest on my chest. The silence was almost uncomfortable as we laid there together, but luckily, I wasn’t the only one that felt that way.
“I’m not sure what to say to you now. Shouldn’t there be some cheesy lines for post-orgasmic bliss?”
I nodded and rolled my head to look at her. “I’ll do some research and get you a print out.”