Karoline's Reawakening - Sex Stories

Karoline's Reawakening

... as she, finally, feels him tug down her panties and she steps out of them.

He stands, tapping the tip of his penis against her buttock, slides it over her slit, and then pokes her pussy’s opening with the domed tip.

Finally, she thinks and groans her demands. “Push it in and take me!”

“Do you like what I’m doing for you?”

“Yes! Go on!” she screeches.

“Do you want more?”

“Yes!” she answers in a strangled voice as he slides the tip of his penis into her, just enough to have her know what is to follow. She sighs and gasps for breath, his teasing ways with her body too much to bear. She wants to erase the thoughts of what she is doing and to have him take her. She wants to blot out everything, except the sensations of what he wants to pursue with her.

As his curled fingers caress her slit, his penis slides between her butt cheeks or it dips between her legs; he touches her forbidden place, the puckered skin, the sensation of it all impossible to withstand. He knows every sensitive place on a woman’s body, and she wonders where he could have learned of it so soon. Her son, and Marco’s friend, must have a side to him that she and Tomas know nothing of. He keeps his girlfriends out of their orbit, and Marco’s only been to stay a couple of times before. His infatuation with her must have been on a slow burn and now he is claiming her.

Marco stimulates all of her sensitive places as if at once, his fingers and hands, his lips and penis, find her and she ...

... shivers and groans in pleasure.

“Don’t stop…I’ve told you before!”

“And now this, and just for you!”

She gasps for breath as he enters her body, one hand slapping her buttocks as the other pushes her forward so that she leans on her elbows. Slowly he begins to fuck her and somehow fingers her forbidden spot at the same time. Marco arouses raging sensations, his humping movements maintained in quick strokes, his penis fully within her and she senses that he is overcome with pleasure; that he’s no longer in full control of what is happening.

“Don’t stop…don’t stop!” she calls out on halting breaths, her arms slipping on the worktop’s surface as he thumps into her. She feels herself drifting in ecstasy as he slides in and out, as one of Marco’s fingers still teases her forbidden spot, the wrinkled skin there. How she wants to see his penis and its domed tip slide in and out of her. Perhaps that will be for later.

“Let me see you!” she grunts, reaching back to scratch at his body. A moment’s pause is seen as her chance. Just at the moment that Marco thrusts in, she pushes back and feels him so deep and his finger enters her. Her gasp fills the room, and she keeps him to her with one hand.

“No…no!” he gasps, “not yet!”

It’s too late for her. Every part of her body tingles; the cramp of pleasure provokes her to succumb to her orgasm. She shakes and shudders as she does so and he moves in her, more in a slow dance now than to claim her. He has control, wonderfully so, ...