Chanel and ? 18 - Sex Stories

Chanel and ? 18

... other. Ethan pulls himself up and sits back on his feet, his thick thighs spread to accommodate me, still buried deep inside me. His massive hands grab each one of my ankles and he holds my legs far apart. I watch him watching the intimate part where our bodies are joined, kneading and massaging my own breasts. He’s incredible. Running along Ethan’s jaw is my favorite short, soft, well groomed stubble. His thick dark hair is a perfect mess, his green eyes mesmerized. He pushes slowly yet furiously deep into me and I arch my back to make room for him. Without trouble or hesitancy, his right hand slides under my lower back, his fingers splayed, and he pulls me up. When I’m right side up, my thighs resting on his, I pull my face forward and he kisses me. His generous hands hold me against him, and I moan into his mouth. “Ethan,” I whisper against him and he wraps his arms completely around me, forcing me lower onto him. Air hisses through my teeth as I inhale deeply, bracing myself. When he lifts me and releases the intense, fantastic pressure, I drop my head back. Ethan’s capable hands keep me against him, and he leans forward to kiss my neck. Slowly and carefully, up and down, we keep at our unhurried pace. I grab his face in my dainty hands and kiss him with as much passion as I’m capable of. And he reciprocates. I’ve never felt so close to anyone, so intimate and complete, and it’s sending shock waves straight to my groin. “Unnngg,” Ethan groans and it makes my penetrated ...

... stomach flip. I need to control myself or this will be over sooner than I want it to be. I press on his shoulders until he lays back on the bed, and then an idea strikes. I push his hands away from my hips and he holds them up, palms toward me. I give him an intense look and bite my lip. Then I start turning. With his dick still firmly inside me, I swing my leg over his and he moans in what sounds like frustration. I carefully keep turning and rest on my knees. And I’m straddling him backwards, my perfect backside facing him. Ethan groans again and greedily takes hold of my hips and starts moving me. Forward and backward, I hump his lap, his huge monster touching every inch inside me. My cunt feels like a vaccuum around him, not letting him escape. Even though this angle feels like he may puncture my cervix, I ride him thoroughly, moaning and gasping at every movement. For the first time, his pace starts picking up with the slightest frequency. I gently bounce up and down on him and I feel him sit up behind me. My back is pressed to his chest as he holds me against him, his lips everywhere on my shoulders and neck, every bit of my skin he can get to. I don’t know how much longer I can hold off on my impending orgasm. I’ve kept it in control so far, but the agonizingly strong connection I have with him in this moment has been building. The sensitive tingling is not only in the deepest part of my pussy, but has spread up my stomach, my chest, through my legs and limbs. And I want ...