Diary of a High Price Escort Book One - Sex Stories

Diary of a High Price Escort Book One

... resting on the top of my thighs, and as soon as he felt the searing heat of my pussy begin to surround him, he released his grip and let me plunge over his throbbing fat cock.

"Hmm," We both moaned in unison as he filled me.

My flesh spread, and I dropped entirely upon him; I felt his rock-hard shaft press against my equally hard clit. With it pressed tightly against the curly patch of pubic hair above his shaft, I slowly began to grind back and forth, massaging my clit against the fat hard cock meat.

Barry and I have fucked many times before in this chair, and I knew that once he was buried deep inside me, I could reach forward and place my hands on either side of his head, bringing my tits to his lips.

His hands slid from my hips where they had been resting as I rose and plunged on his fat cock to cup both tits and draw one erect nipple to his lips.

I moaned deeply as my husband suckled the taut flesh, then kissed his way through my cleavage to suckle and lick at the other. While his lips pleasured one nipple, his hand massaged the other.

We always fuck slowly, giving our bodies time to become fully in tune with one another. I move my hips up and down as slowly as possible, then grind my clit against my lover each time he's buried deep inside. My body became even more sensitive as I approached orgasm, and I slowly started feeling the incredible tingling in my loins as Barry's fat cock and soft lips had the desired effect on me.

Tiny spirals of ...

... pleasure radiated from my pussy, and I pressed my chest toward his mouth as he continued licking, sucking, and occasionally nibbling at my taut nipples.

I lowered my lips to his ear and whispered, "You're gonna make me cum.”

His suckling grew more intense, and I ground my clit hard against him as a spear of pleasure shot up my spine, signaling the beginning of an astonishing climax.

"Oh, God!" I exclaimed as the full force of my orgasm hit me.

Barry sucked hard on one nipple sending even more spears toward my brain.

"Yes, baby, yes!" I screamed as I rode his beautiful fat cock to the peak of sexual pleasure and beyond.

"Fuck me, Barry!" I exclaimed.

His hands released my tits and slid again to my hips, and my wonderful husband began thrusting up off his chair to meet each sensual plunge I made over his fat throbbing cock.

Again and again, he drove his hard cock up into my twitching pussy. It's searing hot folds of flesh now bathing his pulsing cock with climatic juices.

Perhaps it was because we hadn't made love for several days or maybe because I had almost fucked another man earlier in the day, but for whatever reason, my orgasm was one of the most intense I could ever recall.

Tiny beads of sweat appeared on our bodies, and I leaned forward, crushing my chest against him and burying my face in his neck.

Finally, after what felt like hours, my orgasm subsided, and I was left a twitching mass of completely spent, soaking-wet flesh mounted on my ...