Sleeping Over - Sex Stories

Sleeping Over

... Scarlett thought it was hilarious, even holding up the alarm clock on my bedside table to show me how long I'd been licking her delicious pussy. I'd completely lost myself in her sex. Although my feeble brain had cruelly denied me the pleasurable memory of eating her cunt, Scarlett had held up three fingers, with her thumb holding her pinkie across her palm, in response to me asking her if she'd come. She bit her bottom lip again and reached for me between her legs. With her hands on the sides of my face, she pulled me up to her own and kissed me passionately. "Make love to me, Will. I want to feel you inside me." I kissed her deeply again and clumsily thrust my cock at her pussy. "Oh Will. You need to take these off first," she giggled, pulling at my boxer shorts. Stranded above her, between her nubile thighs, I looked down to see my cock tenting my maroon boxers, with a slimy patch of pre-come at the apex. I frantically wrenched them off, my rigid member flicking around wildly as I kicked the damn things off my legs. I felt the head of my cock brush her furry landing strip as I settled back on top of Scarlett, resting on my elbows. She ran her fingers through my hair and stared into my eyes , as she again pleaded with me to make love to her. I was used to women guiding me into their pussies when we had sex, but Scarlett kept both her hands in my hair. I was going to have to do this one myself. I actually had a brief moment of panic that I might not know where to put it. I ...

... reached down and grabbed my cock. Never in my life could I remember it being so hard. I rubbed the head against her sodden cunt, running it up and down her slit. At the bottom of the downstroke, my mushroom head seemed to settle naturally at her opening, and Scarlett's wonton expression told me I was in the right spot. "Scarlett, Sweetheart, are you sure you..." "Oh, fuck me, Will," she breathed. I released my weight and let gravity drive my cock ever so slowly into Scarlett's hungry cunt. Despite the flood of pussy juice between her legs, she was so unbelievably tight. It felt like I only got the head in, before I came grinding to a halt. Scarlett's breath was ragged, but she kept urging me on. Her hands slid down my body and clutched desperately at my hips. I drove into her, feeling her hot, slippery lips engulfing slightly more of my cock. Her face contorted in pain, and I stopped, leaving myself only half way inside my beautiful, new lover. "Are you okay?" "Uh-huh," she panted. "You're just so big. Just take it slow?" Her tiny hands pressed against my stomach. I kissed her gently, and waited an agonising few seconds for her to relax before easing another inch into her. Again she winced, and again I waited for her to catch her breath before burying my cock even deeper. I felt my balls rest against her fantastic ass when I finally bottomed out inside her. And purely driven by instinct, I burrowed my cock even deeper in one last desperate, grinding thrust. Scarlett grunted ...