Community Involvement Ch. 14 - Sex Stories

Community Involvement Ch. 14

... that the need for deeper intakes of air was to great. Relentlessly our bodies rotated and ground one on the other. The rising waves of climax were fast approaching but I kept my penis deep inside her clutching vagina. The ever increasing wetness from her pussy spread across her knickers as well as my jeans. Her body rippled like the surf in an ocean pool as I tensed and tried to stem the flow…I had to wait for Michelle. “Don’t hold back,” she breathed, almost whispered, but I could feel her body building quickly. The waves of her orgasm raced along her legs in little tremors, my own was pounding in my brain. With quietened restraint we crash upon each other’s shores. The blinding force of the withheld flow threw me deeper inside the beautiful woman beneath me. Her body clung to me with every possible muscle as explosion upon explosion convulsed her torso. My own climax burst forth as I spilt my seed deep inside her beautiful body. I held myself still, feeling the pulse of my organ with each pumping jet. We had come together, in as many senses of the words as possible, and were now in free-fall, joined by bonds that had been tightened through the opening of hearts and consummated by such a tender yet deeply touching union. After many long minutes, Michelle looked up into my eyes. She ...

... softly brushed my tussled hair, "That was beautiful." "And so are you.” I replied, my limp cock still held within her silky vibrating channel. I pulled away slightly and rolled onto my side, leaving my leg draped over her thigh. Neither of us wanted to talk. To utter a sound would have shattered all that we had made for ourselves in the time we had spent high atop this magical place. Silently we rearranged our clothing and curled up together under the warmth provided by the sun. We must have both fallen asleep, blissfully wrapped in each others arms. I shuddered slightly as a little chill ran up my back. My shirt had pulled free of my jeans and the late afternoon air was relinquishing any of the warmth it had held from earlier in the day. Michelle stirred and we both looked around to reorientate ourselves. “What time is it?” she asked still drowsy from sleep. “A little after four.” I told her after checking my watch. “We had better make a move before we lose the light.” Quickly we repacked the hamper. Once that was done, we stood and slid together in a tight embrace. “One last look,” she suggested before we descended to the sand below. “This has been exceptional. Thank you.” “It’s all ours.” “Absolutely!” she added, as we walked, arm in arm, off into the setting sun and the night yet to come.