Carol - Part Ten - Sex Stories

Carol - Part Ten

... longer. I told myself to take my time. Slowly, I slid my rod into Carol’s hungry, lubricated hole until she was taking my full length. I held onto her hips and ass and slowly filled her slit in a slow but steady rhythm. She was eager to take every inch of me. “Mmmmm. That feels so good.” “Go slow like that.” “Fuck that feels good.” “Mmmmmmmm.” Carol’s moans of pleasure seemed louder outdoors. Her words of encouragement and need travelled through the trees and brush, and across the pond, surely alerting others to what we were doing. “Fuck me.” “A little faster.” “I love your cock.” “That feels so fucking good.” “Faster. Please. Faster.” “Oooooohhhhh. Mmmmmmmmm.” As I picked up the pace, Carol’s fingers clutched at the smooth metal of the car’s body. “Do me this way.” She turned and lay on her back on the trunk, holding her legs up and spread, her knees by her head. I pinched and tweaked her nipples and resumed fucking her flowering slit. Sliding off the car trunk, Carol went to her knees and licked and sucked my cock, paying special attention to one of my trigger points, the sensitive skin on the swollen head of my pole. Returning to the trunk of the car, she sat, legs spread, while I licked her pussy and clit. I paid special attention to her swelling love nub, which was protruding from its little hood. “Oh God. I’m close.” I slid a wet finger over her other hole, running it around the puckered opening, while I sucked her clit into my mouth and massaged it with my tongue. ...

... “Fuck, yes.” “Don’t stop.” I could feel her orgasm begin to consume her body, and she began to shake. “I’m cuming. I’m cuming.” I slid one finger deep into her ass and flicked my tongue over her clit, not stopping, even though I could hardly breathe. Within seconds, Carol enjoyed a long, loud, body jerking orgasm. The animal sounds that escaped her mouth I am sure were heard in homes all around the pond. Carol’s body shuddered and twitched with pleasure, as she held onto my head, which was still buried between her legs. It was the vise-like clutch of a woman who needed to hold onto something, anything, while her body and mind departed the real world and entered the addictive world of pleasure. As Carol recovered from her bliss, her wet, juice covered cheeks began to slide down off the trunk of the car. I caught her by her ass and let her slide down onto my still hard shaft. Carol let out a loud moan of pleasure as I impaled her once again. She wrapped her arms around my head and neck and her legs around my waist. “Fuck me again. Fuck me again.” she said, her voice hoarse from the screams of her first orgasm. I carried her to the side of the car, keeping my cock firmly planted in her sex, and held her back and ass against the car as I began to pound her pussy with the full length of my stiff pole. Carol threw her head back and yelled out with pleasure, not caring who might hear her. “Oh God. Oh God.” “Yes. Fuck me. Fuck me.” “Harder. Make me cum again.” “Don’t stop. Please don’t ...