Manmoirs: Hot Box - Sex Stories

Manmoirs: Hot Box

... fuck!" Her body shook and twitched while her eyes rolled into the back of her head. She grabbed my head and started kissing me deeply. "Don't stop Dean. Fuck this feels good." "Do you want to switch positions?" "I want you to keep fucking me like this." So I remained on top of her gorgeous body and continued to pump away at her soaked slot. As I gripped her waist to hold her in-place while I fucked her, she squeezed her nipples in-anticipation of another orgasm. "Yes keep going. Keep going. Keep going...." I put my back into it as hard as I could. I nearly threw out my hip bringing Alexis to her second orgasm. Her body twitching was more intense than the first one. She ran her tongue up my neck and right into her mouth as we kissed passionately once again after orgasm. Watching her climax was really sexy. I never really had a crush on her, but there was something sexy about the way she looked in-bed. Very alluring and seductive. I asked her again if she wanted to change positions, and she said no again. I was trying to get her to cum a third time. I quickly realized how important other positions were, because I felt I was going to explode at any moment. This time I decided to squeeze her tits while I kissed her neck softly. My thrusts didn't slow down, I tried to take her cunt right off her body. She kept asking for more, so I kept doing it. I was on the brink of my own climax. I couldn't hold it back any longer. "I can't take it anymore. I'm gonna cum." "Cum all over me ...

... Dean." I pulled out and barely rolled the condom off before shooting streams of semen all over her stomach and chest. Every rope of cum seemed to trump the previous shot. I could have filled a large carton of milk with the amount of dick gravy spewing all over her. While I was unloading, she fingered herself to climax. That was the sexiest thing I had ever seen at the time. She was shaking on the bed while I shot lasers of cum. I had never seen anything like that before. I got up to grab some tissue or whatever I could find to clean up. "You had a lot of cum. Haven't had sex in a while?" I had to be careful how I answered... "Um, yeah. Been a while. You?" "Yeah I hadn't had sex for a very long time until tonight." Wasn't sure if she was telling the truth. I didn't care. We fucked again before I had to leave. Her dog decided to move some of my clothes around. Nothing like dog saliva on the jeans you have to wear. That was not cool. We hooked up again the following night, and she was ready for me to make some kind of commitment to her. She wanted to be more than friends. I told her I wasn't ready. She wasn't happy. The following week we had a talk and resolved everything, and proceeded to hookup again when she drunk dialed me. After that, we agreed not to see one another outside of work. A month later she secured a new job elsewhere, and we've never crossed paths again. The next encounter was yet another co-worker which involved a summer cruise party and a wonderful view.