The Missionary's Position - Sex Stories

The Missionary's Position

... floor, thrusting my cock into her mouth, trying to slip it down her throat.

Elka gagged and pulled away to catch her breath. She tilted her head when she took me back into her mouth, allowing my cock to go deeper. She held me there until her gag reflex gave in to the intrusion of my long cock. Elka took a couple of long strokes on my cock, allowing it to plunge past her epiglottis and down her throat. She slipped my cock out just long enough to say, "Now you can fuck my throat."

She took my steely rod in hand, guiding me down her throat. Elka then released my cock and placed her hands on my ass cheeks. I held her head as I took long, deep thrusts, fucking her face slowly. She moaned on my shaft, sending vibrations throughout my body. Oh my god, it felt incredible. I could sense the pressure building inside me. My knees trembled, and my body jerked as I fought off the desire to fill her mouth with my seed as I had a few mornings ago.

My lust got the better of me, and I urged her to let me fuck her. I pleaded, begging just this once, to let me be inside of her. Elka shook her head No, pulling my hips harder to her mouth, trying to finish me before she would give in to her own desires. She cupped my balls with one hand and slid the index finger up my ass. Suddenly, I had no control over my cock, and I blasted my load down her throat. Her finger kept rubbing against my prostrate, milking me for every ounce of my cum, until I went limp in her mouth.

I slumped to the ...

... floor in front of her, kissing her wildly. My hands groped her bosom, and I tweaked at her nipples, hoping to entice her into intercourse. I slid my hand under her skirt, slipping my fingers under her panties and into her dripping hole. Elka moaned as my fingers entered her. She weekly pushed me away as if feigning her rejection of my advances.

"No, no, no. We can't. We mustn't," Elka moaned as she stood to get away.

I grabbed her by the waistband of her skirt, preventing her escape. My fingers were still thrusting into her pussy. I lifted her skirt with my other hand, ducking my head under her skirt and kissing the wet crotch of her panties. I mouthed her mound with my lips as I slid my fingers out of her pussy to pull the fabric aside. She gasped as my lips and tongue made contact with her blood-engorged pussy lips. I thrust my tongue between them and into her drooling cunt hole. Elka grabbed the back of my head, thrusting her hips forward, humping my face, whimpering, "No. No. We mustn't," even as she succumbed to her pleasure, humping her cunt onto my mouth.

I slid two fingers back inside her as my tongue continued to tantalize her clitoris, sucking it between my lips and flicking it with my tongue. I was being driven forward by years of pent-up desires that she had awoken. Elka's pleas of No, we mustn't fell on deaf ears as the beast of my sinful nature had been unleashed, and I ravaged her with my mouth. Elka fell to the floor with a thud as she pushed my mouth ...