Late Night Calls - Part 3 - Sex Stories

Late Night Calls - Part 3

... opened my legs. Louis grunted as he kissed his way up my thighs. Clean-shaven, his skin felt smooth on mine. He pushed my legs further apart.

“Well, my dear. I thought I might have to get you in the mood a little more. But it seems you’re already ready for me." I felt his finger on my mound and shivered as he parted my lips and effortlessly slid two fingers inside me.

I groaned. Slowly, he moved his fingers inside me as he kissed his way further up my body.

Resting beside me, I felt his breath next to my ear. “Do you think you can take all of me already?”

Louis's cock was massive. Thick and long, I usually needed time to adjust to his girth.

“I think so, but is there already something to take?”

“Oh Chiara, if only you could see the beautiful erection, I have for you. Strong and thick, awaiting to be lubed.”

“Let me see then.” I pushed his hand out of me and turned him on his back. Trailing my hands over his body, I made my way down to his cock. The well-lit room helped me make out the flagpole-like shape protruding from his middle. Getting close, I eyed his penis. Whilst trying to see it as well as possible I crouched very close; my nose touched it. Louis grunted, and I took it as a signal to start. Slowly licking his shaft, I arrived at his tip, cupping it with my lips. There was no chance I could take all of him in my mouth. And we both wouldn’t want that. I knew what he wanted. Grabbing his cock, I lubed it with my saliva before straddling his hips. ...

... Careful to keep his tip between my lips, I felt his hands caress my thighs, and slowly wander up my hips. I leaned forward so he could reach my breasts. My nipples hardened under his touch, and I slowly sat down on his shaft.

I enveloped his tip and my juices started coating his member, centimetre by centimetre, as he entered me. I felt how he stretched me, and I needed to take my time getting used to him. As you know, I am not that used to penises in my cunt. The toys I use are usually smaller.

Bearing down, I took all of him in and rested to adjust.

The good thing about Louis isn’t his size, but his endurance. As I said, I am more of a girl for the clitoral orgasm. The vaginal orgasm takes much longer to achieve for me. Louis can go the distance. And that is our deal. He makes me come. Sometimes more than once. And in exchange, he can come too. Inside me, bareback. That’s his thing. He knows I’m infertile. And I know he likes to shoot his load inside a woman. Sometimes he even shoots it up my butt.

Slowly I started rocking on his cock whilst his hands squeezed and pulled my nipples. With closed eyes, I found my rhythm. I moved and let him slide out of me, only to again take him deep inside me. His hands wandered to my hips, and he started to direct my movements. He always feels so good inside me, filling me so completely.

“Open your eyes, mi Corazón, look at me.” His voice was a mere whisper.

I obeyed, opening my eyes, I stared at the dark shape that was his ...