One Flight Delayed - Sex Stories

One Flight Delayed

... fucking than by sucking. I just can’t put that in my mouth.”

She lifted her hips just a bit, took my penis in her hand and guided me to her beautiful entrance. She held the head of my cock just inside her pussy lips. She was teasing me. You could see her thinking through if she really wanted me inside of her. She spent what flet like an hour trying to decide if she wanted to fuck me, my dick growing ever harder.

Our eyes were locked, and she made small circles with her hips as my head rested on the cusp of paradise. I felt so much hope and so much pleasure being between her legs. But I still doubted we would fuck. She leaned to guide me but stopped. There were clearly second thoughts.

Serie leaned in and kissed me - a deep passionate kiss - while making very small circles with her hips. She let my dick slip in and out of the slick threshold to her vagina.

Serie sighed as we kissed. She knew that on any normal day the thought of letting a penis enter her crease was repulsive to her. But this wasn’t about a penis or sex. Serie felt fully and completely satisfied. She had always been a hard ass, but at her core, she was a giver, especially to those who showed her kindness. This wasn’t about sex, or gender, or plumbing. Serie felt close to me, and she wanted to give me something very special.

She opened her eyes as I opened mine. We gazed at each other as her pussy glazed the tip of my dick. Her hips hovered just out of reach of my penis in its entirety. I was in ...

... bliss and in want.

Then she nodded. I knew, intrinsically she wanted to give me her body.

I took control. I lifted her and angled my hips so I could pierce her. I slowly and gently lowered her onto me. My body communicated desire and demand to her.

Serie took one deep breath, still shaking. Each of us sat intertwined and motionless. My penis was fully enveloped. She kissed me again and began to move sliding up and down me pulling me into her depths. Her mouth gaped, and she let out a sigh of pleasure as her pussy walls stretched to accommodate me.

I was completely caught off guard in the moment. I thought she was going to stop and come to her senses. I thought she would dive down and suck me off or give me hand job rather than let me into her most personal space. But here I was diving in and out of her body.

The pleasure was too much. I arched my back and howled. I started to buck. My body wanted to let loose and pound her.

“Slowly, big man. I haven’t done this with a man in a long, long time.”

I found my composure again and slowed. I let her set the tempo. Soon Serie was riding my dick like a pro. She knew exactly what she was doing. She pushed me back so I was laying fully on the table.

She held her clit tight against my pubic bone. The pressure against her bud made her eyes roll back into her head. She put all of her weight into her hands, pressing hard against my chest forcing me into the tiled table. Serie danced her ass up and down, giving my dick ...