Come Together - Sex Stories

Come Together

It’s the summer after senior year and we’re all together playing games inside. Joe and I had been together earlier in the day already and he’d fingered me in the park. It was amazing. I was so wet and he was so good. We were just sitting outside on a park bench. It’s hot as hell out so I was just wearing a short cotton skirt, allowing Joe real easy access to my pussy. I loved it. I loved knowing he could graze my clit, finger me, or, unprompted, get down on his knees and start licking me. He does that sometimes, in an elevator, say. Today we sat in the sun, totally exposed but isolated in the park. Now we’re here with all my friends, playing games. But I have to have him back. I’m still wet. And waiting is only making me want it more. I need his touch again - for longer. And rougher. I don’t want to be rude by leaving, but my friends know Joe and I are horndogs. Always wanting to fuck. I corner him in the kitchen and reach down, lifting the weight of his dick and balls in my hand, pressing myself against them. Joe lets out a big breath, “Baby.” “Let’s go outside,” I say, pushing myself against him and grabbing his ass. He follows me out, lifting my skirt and reaching for what’s underneath. I push him up against the side of the house and rub my thigh up into and over and against his hardening cock. Our tongues are all over each other. His hands are pressing hard, squeezing my tits. I could do this forever. I’m getting wetter and wetter, and hotter and hotter. Suddenly Joe ...

... pushes us away from the wall, quickly putting me down on a big cushioned lounge chair. I lie back and spread my legs, exposing my gleaming open pussy to Joe and the fresh air. It feel so good. Joe climbs on top of me and brings his face to mine, leaving one hand trailing at my opening. All I can do is breathe. “I want you inside me when I come,” I whisper into his ear. My hips rise to bring his fingers deeper inside of me. He responds, driving into me. He lifts his chest to kiss his way up my neck. My breath assures him of my pleasure. He brings his two hands to my two breasts and lets their weight caress his hands. I grow weak from his light touch, bending at my hips, completely relaxing into him. I feel how wet I am as the sides of my pussy meet. I want to tell him to get inside of me but I don’t need to; he’s already responding. He brings his dickhead to my lips and teases my sex with caresses. My wetness lets him slide along my lips. My hips rise, begging him to enter me. He teases me with short, shallow penetrations and then, unexpectedly, plunges deep, deep, deep in me. I lose my breath. Placing his hand firmly between my hips to increase the pressure, he plunges and plunges again. When his other hand climbs to my boob, I cry out. Everything feels too good. I know I’m close to coming. Just then, he moves his hand to stroke my clit while he continues to fuck me. I lose it, clenching to squeeze his dick inside of me. I come and I know he feels it as he squeezes my tit in ...