Flow of Passion - Sex Stories

Flow of Passion

... Bam "Is This?" Bam. Savin punctuated the question with each word as he rode me hard. "Answer me, damn it?" he demanded as he gave me the fuck of my life. "Oooooh! Savin, fuck me baby. Damn." I continued to moan. He held my legs up and at this point he was pistoning in and out of my canal with vigor. "Whose pussy, baby, whose?" he demanded once more. Then he ground his crotch against my naked wet pussy and I saw stars. "Yours baby, this is your pussy. Only yours." I screamed as my pussy clamped down on his throbbing cock. I came so hard, and it felt so good. Then he screamed and slammed against me one more time as I felt his cock throb inside of me shooting rope after rope of his hot cum. "Damn, right this is my pussy, and you'd better not forget it." He said as my eyes rolled back in my head. I think I passed out. I can't really remember. The rest of the week continued on in the same way. We had kiss fest, feel fest, and fuck fest. Before long, it was time to leave. I drove Savin to the airport and waited for him to board his flight home. When they called for his departure, we embraced. Tears flowed down my cheeks at the thought of him leaving. He embraced me and we kissed. He promised that we'd find a way to get together again. I stood as he slowly walked away from me. My heart was breaking with each step that he took as he headed for his plane. Finally he was, on his plane and headed home. I stood at the huge window of the airport and watched his plane ascend into the air and then finally out of sight. I am not sure how long I stood, but eventually I realized it was late and I needed to head home. I went out, got in my old Dodge, and began my trek back to Mississippi. Hmmm I thought to myself. I will never see Memphis the same way again. Then I rushed home to email my friend. The End