My dearest friend. - Sex Stories

My dearest friend.

... to admit it he wasn’t a 20 year old k** anymore. And the pace was about to kill him. Not that he would mind going out like this but he didn’t think she’d care for it. He deemed it time to change positions. He rolled her over and she ended up on top of him. They never came uncoupled. She slowly started to grind herself on him as he reached up and took a hold of her beautiful breast. Her nipples were still standing as hard as pencil erasers and he loved playfully giving them a twist. As did she buy the sounds she made. Her pace quickened as he grabbed her hips and helped her rock her pussy on his still rock hard cock. As her excitement and speed rose she said “I want you to do me from behind” the request almost a demand. And who was he to disappoint a lady. She got on all fours as he positioned himself behind her taking the opportunity to run his tongue from her pussy up to her tight little rosebud as she let out a little scream. As he laughed at her she gave that ass a good smack. She let out a gasp then a moan. As she laid her head on the bed with her ass high he began to give her slow spanking. Not really painful but enough of a sting to make her feel it. As her breathing started to get heavier he ran his finger between her very swollen pussy lips. He positioned himself behind her and rammed his cock home. Hands on her hips he fucked her like an a****l. The sound of his balls slapping her was almost as loud as her pants and little squeaks. Not to mention the squeak of the ...

... mattress. They booth were nearing their breaking points. “I’m going to cum again soon” he told her between heavy breaths. “I want back on top of you” was her reply. He lay on his back as she climbed on top as quick as she could. Riding his cock for all she was worth he reached down and started to massage her clit with his thumb. That was all she could take. As she started to scream he could feel her orgasm around his cock and it pushed him over the edge. As they climaxed together they kissed and continued to grind their bodies as hard and close as they could. Both spent physically and emotionally she once again took her place next to him, her head on his shoulder. They feel into a deep sl**p as neither of them moved from that position the rest of the night. Six o’clock came with the alarm on his cell phone. He quickly silenced it as he looked at her. She was still there. It had happened. He reluctantly and slowly slid her off him so he could get ready for work. 20 minutes later he had to go. He kissed her cheek gently goodbye and went to a quick breakfast and work. At noon he couldn’t take it anymore and went back to the hotel over his lunch break. Not knowing what he’s find when he opened the door. Too afraid to even speculate he went in. She was gone. He found a note on the already made bed. “Thank you for last night. I hate to admit it but you were right. I guess I have been secretly in love with you for a long time and I just didn’t know it. I hate when you are right.  I ...