Karoline's Reawakening - Sex Stories

Karoline's Reawakening

... and has not come yet, does not seem close.

She still leans forward to catch her breath and knows their tryst is far from over. She eases away from him and turns, shuffles onto the worktop, Marco’s height allowing his entry…when she wants that. But not yet. She glories in him, his lean face lightly bearded, his shock of black hair that is brushed back, its luxuriance. She sees his prick. How erect and strong it is, wonderfully ending in that glistening domed tip. She’s so glad that he has not come yet, lost it all in her. His penis is long and veined, his pubic hair coarse. She’s already felt it graze her skin where she allowed him in.

“Come here!” she demands and tugs on it to make him step closer. She holds his wondering stare and does not prevent his hands from sliding under her top, to slide behind her back and unhook her bra. She wants him to see her naked, to feel his mouth on her tits before she fucks with him, eye to eye, hungering mouths and hands claiming each other.

She works him, strokes and jerks his veined length with one hand as the other works his balls. Her thumb strokes that domed tip and she feels Marco shudder, his halting breaths on her lips as she gazes up at him. She jerks him off, slowly, as one hand feels the weight of his sac, its warmth, how ready he seems to be getting to let it all go.

He leans in to kiss her, their mouths open and they share in faltering breaths. She wants to control him and what is happening, but she’s unsure if she ...

... can do so for long. Their arms get in the way of the others as they fumble their caresses, their mouths close as they breathe.

She can plague and tease him, too, with her caresses and she pushes him away, sliding off the worktop and kneeling in front of him. Marco gasps.

“That too?” he smiles in wonder. His pal’s mother is going to mouth him.

She hasn’t let go of him and she holds Marco’s stare. She waits until his breathing has slowed down before she works him again, his testicles in one hand as the other slides caresses over his length and she bends her head to kiss the tip. She sucks and nibbles kisses, jerks on his prick before easing away. The look of pleasure to be seen on his face, the wondering caress of his hands to her breasts let her know that he is lost in the moment. His eyes flutter and she needs no encouragement to continue.

The domed tip passes her lips and she opens her mouth wider and sinks onto him, sucking and jerking on him with increasing urgency. She can tell from his breathing, his grip on her head, that this lustful young man is on the very edge of losing it. She feels his buttocks tense, as well as the muscles in his groin.

“I’m not letting go, not like this!” he cries out, yet still rocking, to-and-fro, to heighten the pleasure of what she is doing for him.

Karoline eases the tempo of her claims upon him and lets Marco slip out of her mouth, keeping on working him with her agile hands and fingers as she looks up at him.

“You’re ...