Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Seven - Sex Stories

Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Seven

... up so the cuckold could watch as I rode my Bull's erection for several minutes.

"That feels divine," I whispered into his ear.

But my lover wanted more. He turned and carried me to the sofa, bending at his waist. Steve deposited my body there. My head was pressed against the leather back cushion bent forward, and my hips rested just off the edge of the seat. As I slipped my legs and arms from him, his cock slipped from my quivering cunt.

"Count how many times I make her cum," Steve said to the cuckold.

Kneeling before my loins, Steve grasped his rock-hard cock and slowly began massaging my sensitive clit with the head. I sensually moaned as he rocked back and forth, teasing the hard nub with his smooth tip. I climaxed almost immediately, waves of orgasmic pleasure washing over my loins.

"That's one," I remarked as my orgasm began to subside.

Steve moved back a little and then dropped his face to my loins; he sucked my still quivering clit between his lips and flicked his tongue at the tiny pleasure nub.

"Oh fuck," I said, knowing his talented mouth would carry me back to the peak of pleasure.

I laced my fingers into his hair, pulling him tight against my clit as my loins went numb again.

"You're gonna make me cum again," I hoarsely said.

His mouth latched onto my clit, and he thrashed it with his wet tongue.

"YES!" I exclaimed as a second orgasm consumed me. My hips thrust toward his face as I rode his incredible mouth to another perfect ...

... climax.

Steve lifted his wet face from my crotch and said, "That's two."

From behind, the cuckold said, "I can fuckin' count."

I looked up at Steve; his eyes stared back at me, deep, lustful pools of passion.

"Fuck my ass," I nearly begged.

He smiled, knowing that this time it would-be rock-hard cock on tight anal flesh without the latex sleeve he'd worn when he first fucked my virgin asshole.

Steve moved forward, grasping his cock in one hand and placing the other flat on my pubic mound. I knew that the cuckold could see his cock head poised to impale my ass, and as he pressed the smooth tip against my sphincter, I exclaimed, "OH FUCK!"

My cry wasn't in response to the sharp pain I felt as he spread my ass open but more in anticipation of the pleasure I'd feel once his cock was buried in my bowls.

"So fuckin' tight," Steve said as he pressed more of his stiff cock shaft through my puckered flesh.

As he sank deeper, Steve moved his hand down enough so he could apply pressure to my quivering clit with the flat part of his thumb.

His thrusts were slow and methodical, but everyone was as deep as the one before. Steve was allowing my ass to become accustomed to being stretched wide open and his thumb to have the desired effect on my clit.

"Yes, finger my clit," I said, knowing the cuckold couldn't see Steve's thumb pleasuring my twitching nub of pleasure.

Steve knew that orgasm number three would be provided by his talented thumb and started ...