My Second Time Pt.2 - Sex Stories

My Second Time Pt.2

... open and her tongue lolled out. Claire was panting like a dog, eyes wild, filled with a crazed lust. I laughed thinking how I must look to her and then forgot about thinking and concentrated on fucking as her vaginal muscles squeezed me tightly while I plunged in and out. "Yesss! Frank, fuck me harder!" She wailed close to my ear. Then lavished it with warm, slippery, moist kisses. I gripped Claire's ass with both hands and slammed it too her. Her stomach pounded against me as she wrapped her legs around my back, bonding us closer than before. I realized she'd brought my wild thrusting under some semblance of control and I began to pace myself. Her moans grew louder and I realized she was clawing my back with her nails. Later she would tend to these slashes with the utmost care, but then she was tearing my back apart. I didn't care about the searing pain. I kept slamming my pelvis against hers, driving my cock home. I could feel the eruption building inside me as her juices flowed from her pussy, around my cock and down her thighs, ending up in the crack of her ass. "I'm gonna come Claire!" "I am coming and coming and coming, but please don't stop! Oh, God I don't believe this!" We thrashed about for another minute and then I couldn't hold off any longer and came in a torrent. Claire wriggled under me, thrusting her pelvis about, wringing the last vestiges of her climax from her body. We lay silent and still, me still on top of her prone body. Both panting before Claire ...

... gently rolled me off her and bent to take me in her mouth. She licked me clean and then kissed me. I tasted my jizm on her tongue and sucked it up, swallowing it knowing this act would bring Claire joy. It did. She hugged me close and whispered, "You'd better get ready for work. You can take a quick shower if you like." "No," I said. "I'd rather go through the day with your odor in my nostrils and your taste on my lips." I meant it as I said it. I hadn't reckoned on Claire's take though. "Oh, Frank, that's the nicest thing any guy ever said to me. You are a romantic! Give me another kiss you... you wonderful lover you." This wondrous affair lasted five weeks. That it ended when it did was my fault. Claire taught me so much I thought I'd be irresistible to the girls at school. It was one of the worst decisions I ever made. I ignored her. And eventually she found someone else; and I never knew who. As for me, my prowess as a lover went for naught with girls my own age. They wanted a guy with a car. They wanted a jock. I was a has-been jock now, working 32 hours a week to earn enough for a car. I went without pussy for the rest of high school and beyond. For two long years my fist was my solitary lover, until a year out of high school I got lucky again. But that's another story. I love you Claire, wherever you are. I think of you often. And you will always be youthful, beautiful and sensual to me. I love you and thank you for everything. I wish I'd handled things differently, but ...