Chanel and ? 18 - Sex Stories

Chanel and ? 18

... to scream. “Ethan,” I pant his name, thick with implication. “I know,” he pants against my skin and lifts me off of him. He turns me to lay me on my back, and I spread my legs wide, welcoming him. He scoots as close as possible, backs up and lines himself up again, then pushes into me and we both groan. He lays completely on me, his elbows on the sides of my body keeping his most of his weight off me. I wrap my arms and legs around him and we fuck each other into oblivion. His lips on mine, we kiss and stop, again and again, but never break the contact. For the first time tonight, his tongue meets with mine and it’s my undoing. I feel him everywhere, inside me, against me, and now filling my mouth. It’s enough. More than enough. I gasp and purr into his mouth as I feel myself tipping. “Cum with me,” I beg, and when he forces his tongue into my mouth again, I let go. I claw his back, careful not to break skin, panting heavily into his mouth as the flood gates open and my body vibrates with it’s release. I hold myself tightly to him, yet bow my back as far as possible. Him pinning me ...

... to the mattress doesn’t give me much room, and the feeling of containment makes me scream. “Fuck! Ethaaaaan,” I cry and while my cunt squeezes his cock over and over, I feel it expand impossibly bigger, then he stills, and finally joins me. “Uhhhh,” his guttural groan in my neck makes me shiver and I feel spurt after spurt of hot, thick cum filling me. So much cum. Our shared climax goes on and on and I feel like I could cry. The intense moment has me wrung out beyond belief. I choke out a strangled moan as my legs pin him between them, and then the real shivers begin. My body starts shaking uncontrollably, and his hips twitch, and I shiver again. When he moves I hiss air through my teeth and grip one hand on his shoulder, one hand full of his hair in my attempt to get him to stop. I can’t handle it. It’s too much. And I shiver one last chill of relief when he sigh heavily and finally relaxes his whole body. I can hardly breath, but I love the feeling of being in his arms. Safe, strong and capable is my Ethan, and I smile against his shoulder, both of us gasping for air. My Ethan.