A ONE NIGHT STAND: THE BEAT GOES ON - Sex Stories

A ONE NIGHT STAND: THE BEAT GOES ON

... for him and draws him down to her breasts and he kisses her hard on the lips. He teases the folds and the lips of her opening with the tip of his cock, then slips it just inside the first fold. Bringing his weight to her belly he shuttles his cock up and down against her clit. She cries out: "Oh Dave, put it in! Please fuck me!" and he allows the silken sheath to encase his sword. Marsha clasps his ass to her and pulls him deeper still. He has so much its a wonder she can hold it, but hold it is what she does and slowly gentle movements begin to stir in her and he pulls back to her entrance and drives in deep to the bone, then back he goes and gathers himself for a shove to her middle once more. Buried deep in her valley he violently erupts and she cannot believe it. Two strokes and no more? I didn't want this tonight but I got it and now he's done and no more? He withdraws and lights two cigarettes and gives her one and she smokes and chews at her nails. He's got her all hot and bothered and now he's not interested any more. Dave and Barb are moving the car with a rhythm all their own. He thrusts and pulls back and thrusts and pulls back and she raises her pelvis to meet him on every stroke. He hunches a bit to get a straighter shot and goes in deeper than ever before. She wraps her legs up around him and ...

... cries; "More, oh more! Give me all you've got! Please, oh God, give me more!" He thrusts and he pants and she moves with him still and the car is rocking around. He feels her walls as he moves ahead each time and it goads him on to more. He reaches down to the top of her slit and massages her clit as he punches. She shakes like a leaf and squeals in delight, he knows she's in orgasm heaven. Sweet beads of perspiration stand out 'tween her breasts and on her fevered lips as well. He drives a few times and feels pressure mounting. Its coming, he knows it for sure. The surge builds up quickly as he thrusts in deeply and the mountain erupts with a roar. Shuddering mightily a spasm rocks him and he pushes once more again. A third time he hunches and drives in his weapon and splashes her insides with hot cum. Together they lay panting and filled with good feelings, her sodden patch matted and tangled with white scum. They promise each other this will happen again some day but they both know they lie as they lay there alone. Back down the alley they come to a doorway and the ladies prepare to take them their leave. As they part Marsha says to Dave: "Who is that man I was with tonight? All I know is his first name's Johnny." Dave smiles at her and chuckles, "Why, that there's Johnny Two Stroke!" and then they drive away.