When I don't behave with your pictures.... - Sex Stories

When I don't behave with your pictures....

... of stale piss and… yes, it was there too. The salty taste of my cum as it was building into a flood within the swelling girth of my penis. I closed my eyes and I saw the form of her etched upon the inside of my eyelids. The only difference was she now moved and came to life. My cock was once again caught up in the vice of her pussy and pulled deeper and deeper in until I was buried to the hilt inside of her!! I began with the firm long strokes now. Imagining our hips, rising to one another, caressing and then pulling back only to reunite in delicious perfection the next second!! In and out, up and down: the sensations of our union were mirrored by the manual manipulation of my now raging cock! I was not going to last long. Not now. And my anticipation, need and desire grew with every thrust of my hips, every stroke of my hand. Every time my hand pounded down into my torso I imagined her thin body crashing down into mine. The sensation was so real and so gratifying. Now I was stroking quicker, with long full and hard strokes. There was no denying the need and the urgency threatened to overtake me at any moment. I was licking my lips rotating my hips as if I was between her lovely long thighs. I was driving myself hard into her cunt. I could almost hear the squishing sound of me pushing out the flood of her excitement. Her labia could not hold the cream, the nectar of her lust as it spilled and ran down the cleft of her ass and splashed out onto the cheeks of her bottom. My ...

... nuts were soon soaking as they slapped over and over again into her! Then I heard the growl and groans. I ground my teeth a desperate attempt to keep myself from screaming! My testicles were rising and turning. They both pulled up so tight against me that for a moment I wondered if they might not bury themselves in my torso!! I squeezed tightly around the base of my little soldiers helmet. The flesh had turned nearly purple and small blisters and bumps threatened to make their appearance on the flesh strained to its uttermost! Then my head whipped back, my toes curled, my eyes crossed and closed as I felt the first jets of cum shoot out over my mist and next to the keyboard of my computer!! Again and again I pumped out white ropes of unbridled hunger for my young friend! As I opened my eyes I saw the puddles and streams betraying what I had done. I looked up at the picture and thought I could almost see her face. In my mind she was smiling, knowing what she had done to me. She knew how addicted I was to experiencing her more and more. I needed her and that realization made her shiver in ecstasy as well. I pulled off my pants and briefs. I used the briefs to wipe up the mess I had made. My head still spun with desire and at that moment, nothing else mattered. The only thing that mattered was that we each had fulfilled one more fantasy, one more tentative step down the road to sexual liberation. I smiled at the computer and wondered how I could ever repay her for sharing with me ...