Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Five Part 2 - Sex Stories

Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Five Part 2

... inch by throbbing inch more of his cock slipped between my lips. My lips slithered along his cock shaft, and his magnificent cock head slid across my tongue as it approached the opening of my throat.

I filled my lungs and pressed his smooth glans against my throat. As his flaring corona slipped into the moist hot flesh, Paul exclaimed, "OH FUCK!"

I continued my oral plunge until my lips nestled against his pubic hair and scrotum. I felt his hand slip into my hair, and after collecting some in his fist, he pressed my mouth even firmer against his loins.

Once again, as it always does, the feeling of having a rock-hard throbbing cock embedded in my throat urged me on, and I began massaging his cock head with the talented muscles of my throat.

I began slowly bobbing up and down with Paul's cock still deep in my throat and heard the voice from the bed say, "I want you to throat me just like that, Nancy." I heard her reply, "Only if your tongue is inside my wet cunt."

My lungs began to burn, and I lifted enough, so Paul's cock head slipped back into my mouth and quickly recharged them, then just as promptly plunged again, sinking his cock head to the hilt. His cock twitched and lurched inside me, and he repeatedly moaned as I pleasured him with my smooth wet flesh.

I moved one hand between my thighs and inserted a couple of fingers into my sopping-wet cunt. I wanted his cock where my fingers were and slowly let him slide from my oral pleasure zone. It popped from ...

... between my lips, coated with saliva and throbbing stunningly.

As I looked up into his dark, lustful eyes, I said, "Fuck me, Paul."

He shook his head yes.

I stood up, and Paul drew his thighs together, giving me room to slide my legs between his legs and the chair's arms. His cock, that beautiful rock-hard cock, stood at least nine inches from his loins, its shaft glistening with my spit and twitching involuntarily.

Paul leaned back, pressing himself deeper into the soft cushion of the overstuffed chair. I moved forward, rising so my loins were poised above his erection. With one hand resting on the backrest beside his head, I reached between my thighs and circled his throbbing cock with my delicate fingers guiding it to my labia's swollen wet lips.

Paul harshly moaned as I slowly moved his cock head back and forth a time or two to coat it with my moisture.

He started to speak, "Put it..." but his words turned to a lustful gasp as I lowered my loins, and he slipped into the steaming hot flesh of my cunt.

I moved my other hand to the backrest of our comfy chair, and in a moment, my clit pressed against his pubic bone. It was my turn to gasp as the sensation of having Paul's rock-hard cock embedded inside me nearly consumed me.

I didn't lift but instead rocked back and forth, letting his hard pubic bone tantalize my throbbing clit.

His hands traced up my sides, over my shoulders, and into my auburn locks. I felt his grip tighten, and he pulled my mouth ...