Sarah Redux - Part One - Sex Stories

Sarah Redux - Part One

... suck my cock, flick her tongue over the head, stroke me and tickle my balls until I couldn’t take it anymore. “Sarah, I don’t want to cum yet. If you keep that up you’re gonna to make me cum.” She looked up and smiled at me, letting my cock go. “Is there a lot of cum?” I nodded yes. She kissed my stomach and chest, letting her nipples and tits graze over my manhood. I could feel my erection twitch and move on its own each time a hard nipple danced over the sensitive skin on the head of my cock. Sarah straddled me, taking my shaft in her hand and placing the head carefully at the opening of her love hole. Slowly, she slid her slippery pussy down over my cock until I was fully in her. “Slow to start with. Okay?” she asked. “Yeah,” was my inarticulate response. Her body flowed in a soft, slow, flowing rhythm, as she slid up and down on my shaft. The palms of her hands were on my chest. Her tits hung down and swayed. There was a little smile on her face. Her eyes were closed. She made little moaning and hissing sounds, inhaling sharply every few seconds. For the moment at least, Sarah was in her own little world of pleasure. As her tits bounced and swayed with each of her thrusts, I lightly pinched and twisted her hard nipples. Her smile broadened. Her eyes remained closed. “That feels so fucking good!” she purred. “I haven’t felt this way in a long time.” Sarah slid down so her boobs were on my chest and she could stick her tongue down my throat. Our deep, lingering kisses were ...

... matched by her slow thrusting hips. I cupped her ass with my hands, and pushed her ass and pussy down onto my manhood. “I’m going to cum.” she whispered. It was a statement; a fact; an admission. Nothing else was said. She did not speed up, keeping her slow pace, sliding her wet love hole over my cock in a constant rhythm. But she was breathing heavier and beginning to tense up. I held her tight to me, letting her do the work at her own pace; letting her educe her own orgasm. There was a quick flurry of words. “Oh God! Here it comes! Oh Fuck! Fuck yes! I’m cuming!” Her body jerked violently as she sat partially up; there was a look of severe pain on her face; her eyes remained closed; she went silent; her back and neck arched; and her body became rigid. Her hips rocked and thrust as she plunged her slit down onto my cock. Otherwise, Sarah did not move. And then there was sweet release. With my cock firmly embedded in her pussy and my hands on her ass, Sarah screamed my name along with a few choice swear words, as she gave voice and sound to her total body orgasm. “Michael! Fuck yes! Fuck yes! Fuck yes! Don’t stop!” I kept driving my cock into her slit. Her fingernails dug into my chest. “Oh God. Fuck. Uuunnngghhh. Yesssssssss!” Sarah collapsed on me, breathing heavily, muttering affirmative words of pleasure, and breathlessly describing the intensity of her orgasm. “That was too much.” “I can’t stop shaking.” “My head almost exploded.” “Hold me!” Sarah settled down on top of ...