A Dream Come True Ch. 03 - Sex Stories

A Dream Come True Ch. 03

... second to none. She was well versed in what made him tick at this point, far faster than any girl he's ever had before her, and being inside her, with her, in her arms, anything, just felt right. His fingers lightly dug into her hips, and he began to take his pleasure from her. She cried out softly with each inward thrust, and let out a desperate groan every time he pulled out of her. She never liked it when he remained out of her for long, especially in the heat of the moment.

Suddenly he stopped, and she opened her eyes to look back at him. He pulled her back away from the counter, and she stood up on instinct. As she turned around to look at him, he lifted her ass up to a sit on the counter, lined himself up with her, and delved right back in. She took a moment to prop her feet up on the counter as best she could, and leaned back, adjusting her arms for the faucet behind her. It was a little awkward for sure, but she made it work.

"Oh, you remembered," she teased him, making herself fully available for him. Their eyes locked, and he leaned forward. She was clearly expecting a kiss, but instead, he trapped one of her hardened nipples between his lips and nibbled lightly at it. She shuddered in pleasure, closing her eyes and leaning her head back. His hands moved to remain busy. One gripped her hip to keep her in place, while the other drifted down to devote a thumb to her clit. He began to circle it slowly, about at the same pace as he was fucking her, and he could ...

... tell it was driving her nuts.

Though after a few moments, the awkward way of sitting had clearly pushed her to her limits. She lowered her legs with a hiss, and he laughed lightly. "Cramp?"

"Cramp," she confirmed. "This is hot but can we go lay down?"

"Sure." He leaned up to kiss her lips and then helped her down. She took a moment to stretch her leg and get rid of the cramp, then squeaked when he leaned down, lifting her onto his shoulder to carry her into the bedroom. He tossed her onto the bed, and she squealed in delight as she bounced to a stop right in the middle.

"Damn, little bro, you're stronger than I thought," she complimented him, sitting up and turning her attention down to his cock. By this point, despite the quick room transition, he was beginning to deflate a little. She tsked at him in disappointment. "Already getting tired of me?"

He shook his head lightly, even though he knew she was was just fucking with him. "Always had this problem. If I go without some friction for more than a minute or so I just kinda.."

Before he could clamber up into bed, she moved onto her hands and knees. "I think most guys are like that, but don't quote me on that." She leaned in closer to him and took his cock into her mouth without even grabbing it. She let out a low murmur of pleasure. One of the things that he'd learned pretty quickly about Emma was that she loved her own taste, but it seemed it was even more so when it was on his cock, and even MORE when it ...