Reassembling the night - Sex Stories

Reassembling the night

... top upwards at the back, he unsnapped the clasp of her bra and reached around her body to free her full breasts, lifting the bra so they spilled into the room. His fingers dug into the flesh and he kneaded them both, tweaking and pinching the hard nipples to her escalating cries of pleasure. In her ear, he growled, "You like that huh?" Imogen whimpered as he rolled her titflesh with his palms, using them to pull her body up against his. When upright, she tipped her head back against his body, her hair pooling over his shoulder as he pistoned against the front of her sopping pussy. She started to pant, grinding down and back with each deep stroke, the flesh of her bum deforming against his body as Ryan kept up the pace, squeezing her tits. He spanked both nipples, one after the other with three fingers of each hand, feeling her grind wildly against him. So he did it again, her cries of acceptance spurring him on. He nuzzled against her neck, licking, kissing and biting the taut flesh, making the surface of her already flushed skin redder. "Ohhhh bite me. Fuck me. Harder." He did. Spanked her tits again for good measure, then crushed them against her body, loving the way they spilled over his hands before sliding one hand up to her throat, fingers encircling her neck. He didn't squeeze, just held her there, confident he'd read her right and this was the kind of act that would really get her off. His instincts were proven correct and she bucked against him furiously. He ...

... snarled, "Oh you like that, you kinky bitch? Like being controlled?" Imogen just whimpered breathlessly. Slammed back against him, the whimpers gradually turning to soft moans, her fires clearly raging inside. He hammered in and out of her ever more slippery channel, knowing she was close, wanting to give her more. He tightened his grip around her neck, just a little, the energy surging through his body so much he almost came. The sound of her sopping channel being split and her guttural groans filled the room as he pushed her to the edge of orgasm. The groans first turned to a breathy series of one-word commands in time with Ryan's thrusts. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." These shortly gave way to deep Ohs, finally gasping, "Oh coming. Coming. Yeah. Yeahh. Yeahhh. Yeahhhhhh." She went stiff and stopped breathing as Ryan shoved his cock deep in her body and held it there, feeling her rippling and rolling along his length, and the pulse thundering through her jugular. It felt good, beyond his expectations. Imogen's void held for several long seconds until all the breath burst from her lungs and she panted loudly. Ryan started to pull out but she reached back and clamped her hands against his buttocks. "Stay." He obliged, letting her climax rumble away until she released him and he slipped from her body, still raging hard. He shoved against her butt, sliding his soaked erection into her deep cleft, feeling it glide over her arsehole and watching the glistening head pop out into the small of ...