Losing It - Sex Stories

Losing It

... keep control of the feelings and sensations he is evoking with his simple touch. Feeling from the hardness by my thigh, I am relishing his desire for me. “Please, Mark. I am ready,” I breathe. Pulling away slightly, he brushes the hair from my eyes and begins to push himself inside me. I bite my lip from the sudden intrusion within me and as he continues to move until he is hilt-deep within me, I can hear myself panting. “You’re so tight. Are you okay?” he gasps. I nod, running my hands up his back. “If you want me to stop, promise me you’ll say so,” he murmurs, pressing his forehead on mine. “Okay,” I whisper. With that, Mark slowly moves out of me, causing me to wince. He begins to move in and out of me, and the initial soreness becomes more sensual, more arousing. Mark nuzzles me by my ear, nibbling my earlobe so I hear his quiet, deep breaths. His thrusts are measured and restrained, like he doesn’t want to break me. Every time he moves, I feel so much closer to him and I can’t stop myself wrapping my arms and legs around him. He moans at the feel of my body around him and embraces me closely. “You feel amazing, Beth,” he purrs, thrusting gently. “You do too. Please move faster, it’s okay,” I moan. As soon as the words escape from my mouth, he catches my mouth in a deep kiss and begins to move harder and quicker. My moans grow louder with each thrust, as does Mark’s. His tongue licking and tracing around the sides of my mouth, his arms tensing with each deep thrust. One ...

... of his hands trails down my body, now moist with sweat. His talented fingers glide down the side of my breast, over my hardened nipple before grasping my thigh to bury himself further inside me, causing us to moan loudly. “God, Beth,” he breathes, sinking his face into my neck as he thrusts deeply within me. “Please, don’t stop,” I groan, my hips eagerly meet him. “I won’t. I want you,” he moans, his words and need for me intoxicates my senses. I feel myself getting warmer, my legs begin to cramp and I breathlessly try to keep hold of my sanity. My emotions are starting to spill over me as my release gets nearer and nearer. Mark clenches his eyes closed, entangling our fingers together as he presses his lips against mine. Holding our hands by my head, his groans reverberate in our kiss as he moves deeper inside me. “Mark, I’m…” I whisper desperately, as the sensations finally take over me, my orgasm rampaging through me. Burying my face into the crook of his neck, I groan as I shake uncontrollably, the blood is rushing throughout my body with tears leaking from my eyes. “Oh, Beth,” he groans as he comes inside me. Folding me in his arms, he envelops me in his arms as his body stills and stiffens against me, prolonging his intense release. The deep groan from his throat and how closely he holds me overwhelm me, making me wonder how I have such an effect on a guy like Mark. Leaning up, Mark gently kisses my swollen lips before pulling out of me. Without a word, he wraps me in ...