Reassembling the night - Sex Stories

Reassembling the night

... Her face was contorted in pleasure and Ryan studied it, delighted he had tasted her from the source. A small piece of severed waistband hung from her mouth and he inched his face forward, grabbed it between his teeth and pulled. The gag came away, dropping to her chest and he felt her breath on his face as he sought her lips, his open palm still against her throbbing centre. Her arms snaked around his neck and their kiss smouldered, passion rising as the smell of her orgasm encircled them. She moaned into his tongue darting in her mouth, laced with her come. He wiggled his fingers inside her again, slithered them out, a fresh coating of nectar glistening on their surface, then brought them up, broke the kiss and fed them to her. The earlier reticence at tasting herself gone, she lapped and sucked hungrily at the digits, horniness still evidently bubbling away in her veins. After withdrawing, she breathed, "Thank you," and trailed her hands down his smooth chest, brushing the head of his erection, at full mast from the exquisite taste of her juices, wrapping her fingers delicately around it. Pumping the thick shaft, she licked her lips as Ryan watched her hand on his length. “Hmmm, where should we put this?" she mused. "I know where you'd like to put it. But how about… here for now?” She manoeuvred him back a little way, shucked out of her top and pressed his cock to her tummy beneath her bra. Her breasts rose and fell rapidly. "Hold my tits. Press them together." Ryan did as ...

... commanded. Imogen guided him forward, threading his veined erection beneath the underwire of her bra and into the considerable cleft beyond. She put her hands around his and squeezed, causing the upper surface of her boobs to thrust out of the garment towards her face. The effect was tantalising and Ryan's mouth fell open. "Oh wow." "You like that huh? Like having your cock trapped in my clothes? I like it too. Veeeeery slutty." She looked up at him and through gritted teeth demanded, "Now fuck my massive tits." Ryan began to pump back and forth. Just as with her glorious bottom, his circumcised tip peeked from the top of the makeshift channel on the upstroke. She lifted her tits further and lowered her chin so his knob could press against her mouth. It dipped inside, making slurping sounds as the head became shiny. She spat into the valley for lubrication as he carried on gliding in and out of her gorgeous tits. "Don't tickle them," she chided. "Fuck them. Yeah, that's it. Harder." Obligingly, Ryan picked up the pace and she cooed at the sight, squeezing the soft spheres together. She left his hands kneading the malleable flesh, occasionally tweaking her proud nipples beneath the bra as she reached for the discarded panties. Laying the garment across her exposed neckline, crotch side up, she again sought his eyes. "They're ruined anyway. You might as well come in them. You'd like that wouldn't you?" Ryan nodded fast, beginning to lose control. "Yeah, that's right. Come in my ...