Morning Coffee - Sex Stories

Morning Coffee

... I think I'm flushing now." "You are, and your legs are spreading apart. Why is that my flower? Are you blooming? Is it because something's getting hot down under that dress?" "Damn you Brad. You know what that does. Oh Brad." Her legs were wide now. Her delicate hand was pulling it up as she exposed herself to me. Showing me that she was bare. She was not wearing panties. Of course not. She never did when I was stopping by. My sweet Lady was ready for me. Her fingers were rubbing her wet slit. It was my turn to help her. To please her. To give her what she needed. I took off my suit coat. I tossed it aside and dropped to the floor. I was gently nuzzling her thighs. She whimpered and cried out. "Ohhh....damn you Brad...I'm so wet for you...so wet. Damn." I was tasting her nectar and she was already cumming for me. She was like that. So fast and ready. So beautiful and such a sweet lover. She was always ready for me. I was licking her slit now, and rubbing her button, making her cum more and more. She was screaming out loud. No one could hear us out here. Begging for me to fuck her. She wanted to be fucked now. "Fuck, Brad, fuck me. Please, fuck me now. I need it. I need it. Oh shit, I'm cumming again. Fuck me. Give me your hard cock. So big. Oh fuck, Brad, I keep cumming." She was on the edge of her chair. I rose up, pulled my prick out of my pants, and slipped it easily into her damp, juicy pussy. Into my wet pussy. All mine now. I rammed it in and she screamed out again, ...

... over and over, begging for more of my huge cock. She loved my cock. "Yes, yes...Cindy, my baby. Oh fuck. Baby take me. Take my cock. Shit. Unh, unh, unh. My pussy. Good. Fuck." "Ohh...mmmmmm...fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck." "Keep cumming my Cindy, my baby, keep cumming for me. Oh shit. I'm gonna cum. I gonna cum. Cindy, baby." "Ohhhh. Yes. Yes. Cum in me, cum in me. Still cumming Brad. You're fucking magic baby. Oh shit. Cumming." "Take it, take it. Oh shit, cumming too, baby girl. Take it. Fuck, fuck." "Fill me Brad. Oh fuck, too much, too much cumming. Oh stop, please, stop." "This is my pussy. Keep cumming for me precious. Cum for me Cindy. Keep cumming." "Shit. Oh fuck. No. No. No. No more." "Yes. I want that pussy. I want you to cum for me, over and over. Cum for me." "I am damn you. I need to stop. Ohhhhh. Shit. Cumming." I had given her my spunk. But I was still hard. I was still fucking my dearest Cindy. I would fuck her all day if she could take it. But she couldn't. She was spent now. I relented. I slowed down. "Oh, god, Brad. So fucking good. So good. I cum and I cum for you. You're magic. You are." I pulled him out of my pussy. Her pussy was mine. I pulled out, and leaned in to kiss her. I kissed her softly and gently. Then I stood up and she took me in her hand. Licking me clean. Tasting my cum and her cum mixed together. She loved her own taste, and she could never get enough of me. There was never enough of my cum for her. "Okay, Brad. I need to get on with my day. You ...