Cup of Sugar - Sex Stories

Cup of Sugar

... this is my lucky day,” he said as he looked down at me. I took his cock in my hand and gave it a gentle stroke. “I think that goes both ways,” I answered and took him back into my mouth, this time I made sure I buried the head of his cock deep within my throat. I started moving my mouth slowly up and down his dick, then faster, and faster. “Damn, woman! That feels terrific!” he nearly shouted and grabbed the back of my head with both hands and started fucking my mouth. He heard my gurgle as his cock slammed the back of my throat. He heard me moaning pleasurably as well to his abusive thrusts, and he saw that I liked it. So he continued at his fast pace, and I was really loving it. “Damn, Renee!” Carl said out loud a minute later and suddenly yanked his cock from my mouth. “What’s wrong Carl?” I asked with concern. “Nothing,” he said. “But if we keep doing this, I’m gonna come. And I don’t want to come yet. Why don’t we take this to my bed, and I’ll have you lay on your back so I can return the favor. I want to eat your pussy for a while.” Carl’s suggestion sent a shiver straight down to my toes. I gave him a sultry smile and he slipped his arm around my narrow waist and led me to his bedroom. The bed was unmade and I could smell his wife’s perfume on the white pillowcase when I rested my head on it. Carl knelt between my legs and leaned forward, and started fingering, and diddling, and licking my pussy. His tongue went from my clit to my hole and back and forth as his ...

... fingers spread my vulva. I started whimpering and gasping right away. “Oh God, Carl. Oh yes!” “You like that, baby?” he paused to ask. “Yes, you do that really well. Don’t stop!” He didn’t. He shoved three fingers up my pussy and started finger fucking me, and went to work on my clit with his tongue. “Oh that is so good. Oh yes, oh yes, just like that!” I cried out several times before my body stiffened, squirmed and shook as my orgasm began rolling through me like thunder. “OH GOD!” I cried up to the heavens. But Carl didn’t stop. He kept licking my pussy, over and over and after another minute or so I came again, harder and longer in duration this time, with my hands on the back of his hand, pulled him closer, smothering him against my quivering cunt. Then I pushed his head away. “Wait!” I said. “Now I want you to fuck me.” He did. He crawled on top of me and slid his hard cock between the soppy lips of my pussy and started fucking me. Slow and shallow at first, then faster and deeper. I grabbed his ass with both hands and pulled him against me. He bent his neck to lick and suck my tits, sending tingles that traveled from my nipples down to my clit. “Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Oh yes… fuck me! Fuck me!” I cried out begging for more. He was able to fuck me at a fast pace for a good fifteen minutes, and I came hard…three times, gasping, moaning and whimpering the entire time. And then he pulled out. “Oh Carl, why are you stopping? That feels so good!” “Because I want to fuck your tits ...