Last night - Sex Stories

Last night

Her version. I awoke with a gasp, my eyes wide open in the darkness of the bedroom, the dream fading from my mind like drifting smoke. My aching nipples and my warm slick thighs the only reminders of the passionate thoughts that had so recently overwhelmed me. My chest rising and falling, I let one hand slowly drift down my naked body, across my belly and then slip between my quaking thighs, at the merest touch of my finger tip on my achingly swollen clit I let out another loud gasp, the sensations almost too much to bare, a little self pleasure for me was out of the question for the time being, but my lust needed sating. I looked across at him, lying naked beside me, his soft breathing the only sound I could hear, I wondered if I could play without waking him. I can't pleasure myself and I was too sensitive for his touch just then, but I wondered. I turned on my side facing him and pushed back the duvet. I reached out my right hand and placed it on his hairy chest, slowly moving it lower, his soft breathing never faltered as my fingers slid across his belly, through the thick bush of hair and began to stroke his soft flaccid cock. Gently I caressed, alternating between his gradually thickening cock and his heavy balls, working them slowly. Before long ...

... that cock I love so much was thick hard and standing proud, my slender fingers wrapped around it, gripping it tightly, giving it one or two hard squeezes. Still his breath didn't falter. I began to work his shaft back and forth, slowly, deeply, squeezing the fat shiny tip with each stroke. He gasped softly, more of a moan in fact, as his legs relaxed. I smiled, just what I wanted. I began to flick the very tip of his cock with my finger nail, something I know he loves, before stroking once more. My whole attention now transfixed on his throbbing shaft as it pulsed in my hand, its tip glistening softly with pre-cum. I worked it harder, faster. My firm grip now sliding up and down his fat cock like a blurr... I could hear him grunting softly but I couldn't take me eyes from his cock even if I wanted to, right then all I wanted was to watch the thick wads of creamy cum fly from it. I could feel his body tense then with a cry and a spasm, he came. Hot cum flowing from his quaking cock like lava. Slowly his body relaxed, as did I. laying back down onto the bed I looked up at him, his eyes were half open, a deeply satisfied smile on his face as I nudged up close to him, kissed his lips, and we both drifted down to sleep. Contented. His Version... I got a night wank!