My Library Fantasy: Jeremy, Chapter 4 - Sex Stories

My Library Fantasy: Jeremy, Chapter 4

... on the sensation of him filling me with his smooth, hot, hard cock. I was so happy. I moaned loudly, just because I could, and so did he. We fucked hard, both of us slamming our bodies into each other as hard as we could. We didn't speak, we just shouted, moaned and laughed loudly like we were two overgrown virgin teenagers experiencing a physical connection for the first time. It was totally overwhelming. "I want to watch you cum again," he said out loud. We were in the same position as when he'd made me orgasm on the table in the interview room in prison, "I want to watch you and hear what you really sound like, out here." "I want the same," I said, breathlessly, "I want to hear you as you fill me." I moaned and moaned as loud as I could to let him know I loved it, and that I was close. So I did. I let myself go and came, underneath him, and he let himself go too, as if he was holding on until I was there so we could make the maximum amount of noise both together. I wanted it to be noisy, so I shouted and shouted all the way through the waves of my orgasm, and Jeremy grunted and growled loudly too. At one point during our climax, he laughed, in total abandon. As we came back down to earth again, he lay flat on top of me and we panted into each others shoulders and I was suddenly worried. The neighbours just saw me bring a criminal into my house, heard me screaming, and now all was quiet. Perhaps I should just get dressed and wave out of the front door to let them know it was just that I'd had a massive orgasm: I wasn't actually dead.