Jackin' Jill Ch. 05 - Sex Stories

Jackin' Jill Ch. 05

... yeah,” she gasped, and switched to a forward and back motion with her hips. Rodney grunted from the increased sensation and reached out to stroke her legs. It seemed to encourage her, and she picked up the pace. Her eyes widened after a few strokes, and she went into a sudden frenzy. Even though the tug on the backstroke was uncomfortable, Rodney barely noticed. The sight of her riding him with her breasts jiggling was more than enough of a distraction. “I’m not... hurting you, am I?” she asked without slowing. “No. I want you to come for me.” “Uh huh,” she cried out, and he felt her walls tighten around him. At the same time, she brought two fingers to her clit, matching the frantic pace of her hips. She switched to bouncing after a few seconds, stroking him. His butt sank down into the mattress and he breathed faster. The sound of her fingers flashing over her clit mingled with her whimpers, and he felt a drop of wetness meandering down his balls. Denise bounced, thrust, and gyrated atop him with wild abandon. Her features slowly tightened as her cries grew louder. Even with the condom shielding him from the full bliss of her tight pussy wrapped around him, he felt the tickles of a building explosion within him. She was well ahead of him. Her face flushed and her mouth dropped open as she somehow found the strength to ride him even harder. Her silent scream turned into a real one as she suddenly froze atop him and exploded into orgasm. “Oh yeah. Oh yeah,” Rodney heard ...

... himself say as she trembled and whimpered. Her intimate muscles clamped down on him like a vise. When they relaxed for a moment, she let out a squeal and rocked her hips. She came and came, drawing out her orgasm with jerky movements of her hips. Rodney was entranced by her, and swelled with pride at the sight of her in perfect ecstasy. A pained-sounding groan bubbled from her lips as she leaned forward and sank down against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her, feeling her shiver every time his still-buried cock throbbed inside her. He stroked her hair and reveled in it. After a couple of minutes of him holding her, she moaned, “Oh, Rodney. That was so good.” “I loved it,” he said, and then on impulse, gave her a short thrust of his hips. Her eyes shot open and she gasped. She quaked from the resulting aftershock, and then let out her breath as a chuckling moan. “I want more, but I don’t know if I can take it.” He slid his hands down to her bottom and – amazed at his own confident tone – said, “Only one way to find out.” “Mmm hmm,” she agreed as she pushed up from the mattress. Another spike of lingering pleasure rocked her as she straightened, but she pushed through it to settle onto his cock again. Her first few bounces were short and broken by pants for breath, but the interval between hops shortened with every passing second. As she settled into a rhythm, she sucked her fingers to moisten them, and went to work on her clit. She was bouncing far more than rocking this ...