Spanish Hospitality - Sex Stories

Spanish Hospitality

... left his head, one now clasping her breast, squeezing and pinching at her nipple as the other braced herself against the wall. Her breathing was now becoming ragged, her hips ever more frantic until with a shudder his mouth was suddenly flooded as she came, her body convulsing as wave after wave swept through her until she fell away from him, collapsing on the bed beside him.

Matt rolled on top of her, his knees opening her legs, his cock pushing against the junction of her legs, finding her sopping pussy and with one push he slid easily in. She gasped at the sudden invasion, her pussy stretching to accommodate his girth as he started to thrust hard and fast into her, no pretence at subtlety, just raw animalistic fucking, she clawed at his back, his hair, pulling his mouth hard against hers, their tongues fighting as he ground his cock into her writhing body.

"Yes Matt," she cried out, "fuck me, fuck me hard. Make me cum again. Oh Fuuuuck!"

He could feel her pussy clamping down on him as she came and he reached down to her buttocks to pull himself harder into her, a finger forcing its way into her arse once more as she cried out his name, imploring him to fuck her harder. With a rush Matt came, his orgasm rising swiftly in his body, his cock spewing out its spunk deep inside her, crashing powerfully into her cervix. One final deep thrust and he rolled away, his cock leaving her pussy, his cum flooding out of her, trickling down between her legs onto the bed below. ...

... They lay there, arms round each other's shoulders, their chests heaving, fighting for breath as the sweat dried on their skin. Gently Matt pulled the covers up over them and they turned to each other and in each other's arms they went to sleep.

When Matt woke he knew it was late, he could hear rattling noises coming from downstairs and realised that Fliss was already up. He looked over at Fiona, asleep on her front, and he ran a hand down her back and over her bum. She stirred and opened her eyes, smiling at him as she came to. She turned towards him and reached down to grab his morning wood, sliding her hand up and down it, gently rubbing her palm over the crown. Matt cupped her breast, then bent forward and sucked her nipple into his mouth, feeling it harden. He rolled over onto his back, Fiona changing her grip as she continued to rub him.

She slid down the bed and he felt her hair surround his crotch, then his cock was enveloped in her warm, wet mouth. He could feel her hand cup his balls, gently moulding them in her hand. She pulled the covers right back and swung a leg over his thighs, her grip on his cock never leaving it as she continued to stroke him. It looked to Matt almost as though she had her own cock and was masturbating that, her breasts jiggling nicely on her chest.

There was a light knock on the door and it opened, Fliss' head poking through. "I've brought you some coffee, oh, sorry, I didn't realise...I'll just put them down here." She entered fully, ...