Chinese Take-Out 4: Mia Gets an Egg Roll - Sex Stories

Chinese Take-Out 4: Mia Gets an Egg Roll

... her exposure. She turned to me and with a look of joy, grabbed my shorts and underwear at once and yanked them down together. My hard on bobbed a hello at her and she greeted it with a handshake and pulled me down for some more kisses. I grabbed a hold of her and maneuvered her around to flop down on the bed and pulling her down on top of me like on the couch before. Mia mewed in surprise but fell all the same. She even pulled her legs up to straddle my hips and grind her damp panties on my exposed stiffness. That brought a moan to my lips as she started trying to push my shirt off of me from my belly up to my face. Struggling out of that for a second, she leaned down into my furry chest and took a deep whiff and shivered on me. Apparently I smelled good to her, to say the least. “Next time, bring a condom” she groaned as she pulled her panties to the side and sunk down on my shaft. Her pussy felt as tight as Li's had, like a supple glove filled with heat and lube. As soon as it was all in her, she sighed in contentment and squeezed her inner muscles. What a feeling, like her pussy was trying to massage along my cock. It's a good thing she was on top because if I was, I would've started drooling on her. As it was, I'm sure I wasn't looking my best with mouth open and eyes probably crossed. In the next few moments, a short rhythm was established where she would move up and down and then do a circle like working a hula hoop while I flexed my cheeks to push myself a half inch ...

... in and out. A great, new rhythm for me, but unfortunately not one that meant I could go on forever like that. All too soon I fought that familiar feeling and told her that I was quickly going to cum. She froze, mid-hula and waited to see a sign from me whether to hop off or continue. I flexed to clamp down on my cum muscle to prevent cumming and it fuckin' worked! The feeling passed but the ringing in my ears didn't. The only thing better than her pussy was being able to stay in it and the only thing worse in my mind was not cumming in it. I wanted to shoot so much cum into her that she'd for sure get pregnant and I have no idea where such an intense desire came from. I liked her but I still didn't know her all that well. Weird shit. The rhythm continued with her lovely breasts swaying just out of reach of my mouth but not my hands. My arms felt like lead but I just HAD to touch those tits. Every muscle in my arm but not my hands wanted me to drop my arms back on the bed but I couldn't not touch and play with her tits. They were something like a large C or D, with dark tan nipples than blended in with the rest of her dark tan skin. Her nipps were so smooth to the touch that my fingers were drawn to them like iron to magnets. She inhaled sharply as my finger tips grazed them. Not missing that reaction, I did it again for an immediate repeat. Mia even let out a gentle “ay!” Hearing that caused me to squeeze my cum muscle again to keep from spraying her womb. It didn't matter, ...