My Son’s Roommate
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He licked her length in one gloriously slow motion, reaching beneath her as far as his tongue would go and cleaning her flesh all the way back up to the rim of her ass.
Her trembling grew stronger and she almost collapsed on the mattress.
“Oh, God,” she whispered. “Please do that again.”
Dave happily complied, propping up Shanna’s thighs so he could reach farther forward with his tongue.
Shanna’s vision darkened momentarily as her eyes rolled up with pleasure. “Oh God am I ready,” she told him. “Fuck me Dave! Fill me up with your cock!”
Dave ignored her, licking her a third time, letting his tongue pierce the barrier of her outer labia, so she almost came right then.
Gently but firmly, Dave took hold of Shanna’s hips and turned her onto her back again. She was having trouble keeping her breath steady. Her nipples, even without direct stimulation, were engorged and pointing at the ceiling. Dave admired her for a moment, then slipped back down between her legs and licked her in reverse. He started at the rim of her anus and stroked up between her thighs, along her lips to finally encircle Shanna’s aching clitoris.
Even with this build up, the full fury of Shanna’s orgasm caught her by surprise. Her hands rose up to her forehead as her pussy bucked toward the sky. Her clitoris ran hard into Dave’s open mouth and drove his teeth into her mons. She screamed with such overwhelming pleasure and joy that Loren must have been able to hear her from inside her own house. And then Dave bore back down upon her shaking mound and the climaxes truly began.
His hands were somehow everywhere—in her pussy, on her breasts, teasing her mouth, squeezing her ass. His mouth was as a creature possessed: kissing, licking, sucking, and biting. Shanna screamed herself hoarse in utter ecstasy, while her body rolled and crashed like the surf on the beach. She lost all sense of time in the mind numbing excitement, cumming so powerfully that the shock waves lingered on when Dave finally stopped licking, reared himself above her and penetrated her with his iron-hard dick.
She instantly started cumming again, uncertain how to deal with this intruding gift from heaven. She felt like a spectator in her own body, too far gone in ecstasy to get in sync to his rhythm.
Dave didn’t seem to mind. He pumped into the focus of Shanna’s pleasure, screwing his erection tightly inside her. Then he grabbed her by one arm and in one flailing motion rolled over on his back, swinging Shanna high into the air on top of him.
Before she could gather her wits, he began to buck beneath her, driving his cock deep into her vagina and forcing her to ride or fall off. Her thighs responded even without her mind, flexing to keep her balance as Dave thrust his dick hard, pushing her first left, then right, then forward, then up. Her breasts bounced with each movement, swinging wildly in front of her, while the fingers of her right hand braced herself against his muscular chest.
She was beyond screaming, beyond caring, but never, it appeared beyond cumming as Dave continued to rocket her from climax, to climax, to climax.
When she finally fell to the mattress again, she was so blind with exhaustion that she didn’t even know if he had cum. She tried futilely to snuggle up against him, but he was already off the bed and moving things around on the mattress.
He lifted her hips and moved her, face down on to a pile of pillows. Then he got behind her again and took her like an animal, forcing that granite meat inside her and loving her again with long, hard, soul-fulfilling thrusts of his cock.
The climaxes ran together, blocking out all conscious thought as Dave’s never ending erection continued to fill her up.
Suddenly, Shanna was on her back again and he was riding his cock between her breasts, mashing the soft flesh against his burning manhood, poking her in the chin with each solid thrust.
“I can’t,” she tried to tell him, only to have that mushroom head half fill her too small mouth.
Dave belatedly listened, backing down her body so he could position himself between her legs again with his huge balls dangling against her inner thighs.
“I love you,” he whispered.
Shanna forced herself to open her eyes. Dave was pumping his huge shaft, staring up at her body.
“I love every part of you,” he told her, “your smile, your eyes, your neck, your breasts, your pussy, your thighs, your calves, your ankles…”
He shuddered as his own orgasm finally appeared to be catching up with him.
Shanna didn’t want him to cum like this, masturbating alone over top of her. Somehow, she got her hand up in the air to cover his on the fat head of his erection.
“I love you too, Dave,” she told him. “Somehow, we are going to make this all work out.”
She squeezed hard on the thick tip and then forced him through the tiny circumference of her hand.
He shook once more then erupted as powerfully as the first time he had cum for her. His semen arced high into the air spattering Shanna’s face and neck, laying ivory lines across her dark breasts and decorating her stomach with the evidence of his love.
He kept right on cumming, as he always did, showering Shanna with ever more passion and excitement, before collapsing into her welcoming arms.
“I love you,” he whispered again.
The words reverberated in Shanna’s soul, overwhelming the trepidation she felt in calmer moments and infusing her with joy. “I love you too, Sweety,” she assured him. “And I promise to show you just how much as soon as we get you hard again.”
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Author Bio
Veronica Tower was married to her high school sweetheart for five deliriously happy years and ten far less wonderful ones. Now she is taking the time to make up for lost opportunities. In addition to returning to school to pursue a degree in psychology, Veronica has committed herself to fully exploring her fantasies, both in writing and in person…