Julie's Bedroom - Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Julie's Bedroom - Chapter 1

... you,” he replied. He held his cock so that the head came to within six inches of her mouth. She tongue-flicked rapidly just underneath the head. He lowered it slightly so her flicks hit the head repeatedly. “Mmmmm,” he moaned. “Let’s fuck,” he said. “Yes, fuck me,” she said. “Let’s fuck,” he repeated. He jumped onto the couch and resumed the position he had taken before, standing over her facing away from her. She watched him bend his legs, seeing his muscular ass and his balls and cock swinging below. She was totally open, just ass and pussy in the air. She felt his fat cock head hit her pussy lips again. She watched as his cock sank in down to the balls. He began to fuck, his ass, balls and cock moving up and down right in front of her face. She reached up and cupped his ass while he pumped. He gasped with excitement. He looked to his left at the mirror positioned there and panted. She remembered the mirror and looked at it too. She loved it and, from the look on his face, he loved it too. He looked over his shoulder at the mirror behind them and breathed excitedly. He now had a view similar to hers if she looked straight ahead. She let her hand drop from his ass to his balls. She worked her fingers under his ass until both balls fell into her hand and she cradled them while he pumped. He looked at her excitedly and said “Yes!” He continued to pump strongly. His gaze switched repeatedly from straight ...

... down in front, to the side mirror, to looking over his shoulder at her fuck-faces, to the mirror behind them. She followed his gaze catching his eyes in the mirrors, giving him fuck-faces, to which he responded with single-minded intensity. His pumping became faster and his breathing wilder. She felt his body tensing and watched his face lose control. He was twisted around to view the mirror behind them when he started to cum. She felt the head swelling. She locked his eyes and gave him the hottest fuck-faces she could imagine. He fixed on her eyes and seemed to let himself go. His mouth hung open and his eyes opened wide. He pushed hard into her as the orgasm hit and continued to drive into her with hard strokes. He yelled in short bursts as he came. Finally his pace slowed, but he continued to fuck her slowly. She smiled at him wickedly and he smiled back. “Mmmm good,” he said. Julie opened her eyes. She looked at the clock and saw she had been daydreaming for 10 minutes. She was wet and felt distracted. She considered satisfying herself, but had to catch up on studying because of missing class the day before. Bastard, she thought, I would be caught up if not for him. She decided to make him suffer the next chance she had. He was her ex-boyfriend, Brady. They were no longer dating, but they were certainly fucking. Fucking very well from her perspective. See entire book, Julie's Bedroom at Amazon.com.