Met 2 s****rs with a secret - Sex Stories

Met 2 s****rs with a secret

... groin against her ass. The room was filled with the smell of sweat and the sounds of Asha groaning and moaning. My ball sack slapped against hers with each thrust forward, making a clapping sound that grew louder as I drew closer to my final climax. My cock had never been so hard and I had never felt a more intense burning in my loins. Asha buried her face in the pillows and began to cry. Even then, she never told me to stop. I knew, through our intuitive connection, that she was not crying out of any pain she did not relish. The moment came at last. With a quick series of deep thrusts, I launched a flood of semen and christened Asha's virgin bowels. Even as I shot my load into Asha, my body took control and continued ramming her. I saw Asha's arm moving furiously alongside her body and I knew she was jerking herself off. I kept pumping, determined to keep it up until Asha came. At last, she gave a deep sigh and collapsed forward. My dick slipped out of her body as she went and I too fell over, barely managing to avoid falling on her. We both gasped for air. I turned my face towards Asha's and opened my eyes. Her face was wet with tears and sweat and drool. "Are you alright?" I asked her. "Don't worry," she told me in a comforting tone. "You were crying. Did it hurt that bad?" "It hurt, but it didn't. Does that make sense? It was like the pain was transformed. I was crying because I've never felt so much emotion at once. I couldn't contain it. So much love." "That's amazing, ...

... Asha. I wish I could have felt that too." "But Devon . . ." she said, then reached out for my face. She rubbed my cheek and showed me the tip of her finger. There was a teardrop on it. Only then did I realize that I had been crying, too. "You did." * * * Asha fell asl**p almost immediately. I managed to pull the blankets up over us and pull her body close against mine before I, too, fell into a deep sl**p. * * * When I woke up the next morning, it was to the sound of my bedroom door creaking slightly. I opened my eyes to see Asha entering the room, carrying a tray which she set down on the small table beside the bed. I saw toast with jam, slices of fruit, and two glasses of juice – enough for both of us. When she stood back up, she saw that I was awake, and smiled warmly. As far as I could tell, she was wearing nothing except for one of my t-shirts. It was a bit tight on her, but long enough that the hem dangled down enough to conceal something else dangling down. My eyes fixated on her lovely, shapely thighs. She interrupted by staring by crawling over and kissing me on the mouth. I returned the kiss with equal vigor and delight. I think that, until this point, Asha may have been slightly concerned that I had made love to her more out of horniness than a genuine desire for her and that, after two orgasms and a night to sl**p on it, I might feel differently towards her. I didn't. She was as lovely and sexy to me as she had been in the deepest throes of our passion last night. ...