THE CHARMER - Sex Stories

THE CHARMER

... was moving slowly into a tight, slippery tunnel that was far too small for it. I felt like it had a million sides that were all feeding a multitude of stimuli to my balls, nipples, brain, heart, top of my head and bottom of my feet. She slid up and came down, then reached back to find my hands and place them on her titties. She showed me how to knead them and tweak the hard little nips, and I showed her what a good learner I was by picking it up instantly. She moaned as she slid up again, then back down; so did I. I knew I wasn't going to last long. "Oh James, oh JAMEY, oh little baby b*****r, ah God, shit, you're not so little anymore, are you?" She moaned as she moved up and down over me. I was beyond speech; I was probably just drooling like an imbecile then. Little stars were exploding in my skull like firecrackers. I was gonna come soon, even if Di didn't. Another ten strokes, maybe, was all it took. She screeched like a triumphant cat (Geez, what would the Needemeyers next door think?) and her pussyhole spasmed around my rod, flooding it with cream. She clamped around my cock so hard I'd have thought she'd have squeezed it shut but fortunately that wasn't the case. As I exploded inside her, Di rolled away quickly, and managed to catch the second blast in her mouth. I passed out for a split second; I came to to find her mouth still on my cock. She proceeded to milk me dry, squeezing and pulling my pud until the last bit of juice was gone. By then, I was moaning like a ...

... dying man, and I was enveloped in a rosy glow; it felt like the time a few years before when I was the hospital after I broke my leg, when the doc gave me morphine. I felt like I could move the world, only I couldn't move a muscle. Di hovered above me and kissed me hotly. I returned the favor as best I could. "That was great, little b*o, the most intense I've ever, ever had," she said when she came up for air. "Can we do it again sometime?" I croaked. "Do you think you'll ever recover?" she teased, running a finger around my left nipple. I felt a faint twinge of lust in my loins. The she looked at me seriously. "I -- it was great, but I'm just not certain. I mean, it could cause problems..." she looked away, then looked at my cock, which was still long and limber and gleaming with our combined juices. "Oh, hell, I have to think. And I need a shower, anyway." With that, she was gone, and I fell into a well-deserved sl**p. I woke up just in time to take a shower myself and to retrieve our discarded swimsuits, now the only evidence of our illicit affair. I was feeling chipper by now, and by the time the rest of the f****y walked in the door I was starting to formulate the plan for my next conquest: 17 year old Tammy. After Diane, Tammy was easy. A couple of days passed, and I was starting to get real horny: Di hadn't overcome her misgivings yet, despite several efforts to get her to fuck me again. I lay my broken-hearted boy act on thick, but she wouldn't give in. I hadn't really ...