Sigrid's Dilemma Pt. 02 - Sex Stories

Sigrid's Dilemma Pt. 02

... teetered on the precipice of another powerful orgasmic release. With a final, desperate moan, Sigrid shattered, her body convulsing in waves of pleasure that seemed to go on and on. Marcus's fingers continued to stroke her, drawing out every last shiver and tremble, until she was left breathless and spent on the bed.

Panting heavily, Sigrid opened her eyes, gazing into Marcus's piercing gaze. "I want you inside me," she whispered, a look of pure lust blazing in her blue eyes. "I want you to fuck me...right now!" she whispered urgently.

With a groan of arousal, Marcus rolled onto his back, pulling Sigrid on top of him as he did so. She straddled his hips, her pale body poised above his dark one, her wet Nordic heat mere inches from his hard African-American length. Marcus's hands found their way to Sigrid's hips, his black fingers digging into her pale flesh as he pulled her closer, their bodies aligned perfectly.

She could feel the hard length of his African-American manhood pressing against the entrance to her vaginal sheath, and she eagerly welcomed him inside. As loud gasp of pleasure escaped her lips as he guided her down onto him, inch by agonizing inch, until she was fully seated on him.

"Oh, Marcus, you feel so good inside me," she moaned. "You're so tight, Sigi...I could stay inside you forever," he groaned in reply.

Sigrid's head fell back as she began to move, her hips rolling in a slow, seductive rhythm as a low, sensual moan of pleasure emanated ...

... from the very depths of her throat. Marcus's hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her pale flesh, guiding her movements, urging her to quicken her pace as he met her thrust for thrust. Her eyes were closed, lost in the pleasure of the moment as her pale breasts bounced with each thrust, their rosy-pink peaks waving in front of his face.

"Uhhhh...." The low growl continued to emit from her throat as Marcus's hands roamed her body, exploring every inch of her supple flesh. His fingers found the sensitive bud of her clitoris, circling and teasing, eliciting a series of louder gasps and moans from Sigrid as waves of intense pleasure crashed through her.

She leaned forward, bracing her pale hands on his broad dark chest, her breasts swaying enticingly before his eyes. Marcus's thumbs continued their relentless assault on her most sensitive spot. Sigrid's body trembled, her breath hitching as the first tendrils of her orgasm began to blossom within her.

"Oh...yes...right...there...don't...don't...stop..." Sigrid moaned, her voice driving closer and closer to incoherence.

With every thrust, Marcus's hips slammed into Sigrid's, pushing her towards to the edge. The rhythm of their bodies grew more frantic, their movements growing desperate and uncoordinated as they raced towards their climactic release. With a series of increasingly loud moans, Sigrid's body tightened around him, her inner muscles clenching and unclenching as she rode the edge of her release, ...