A Presence Felt - Part 2 - Sex Stories

A Presence Felt - Part 2

... his tongue extended to reach that peak. His palms slid over her skin and down to her ass so he could squeeze her flesh.

Adrian grew so aroused that his own hips began bucking. It was then that Stella leaned forward a bit, resting her weight on her knees. She lifted herself upward slightly, which allowed Adrian to thrust deep inside her. While gripping his shoulders, she brought her face within inches of his. Her hair fell around them both. "Yes, yes, fuck me!" she wailed, her breath hot on his face. Her voice shook from the force of his thrusts.

"Stella, I'm close!" he warned through gritted teeth. No longer was he capable of lasting for hours.

"Don't stop!" she pleaded. The sound of their coupling filled the room, and Stella grew frenzied, nipping his lower lip. "I want your cum deep inside my pussy!"

That was all it took to make Adrian climax with a roar. His body strained, determined to drive his cock inside her all the way to the hilt. Stella let out a choked cry just before she began shuddering. Her muscles spasmed around Adrian's dick, coaxing forth even more spurts of semen. When she finally collapsed against him, he held her close, kissing her hair. She trembled in his embrace, her arms wrapped around his neck.

Adrian remained inside her, slowly growing soft. Before their breathing had a chance to slow, Stella murmured, "I've been on the pill for years, so you don't have to worry about not pulling out."

"Mmm, I'm so glad, because I love coming ...

... inside you."

Stella took his hand, intertwining their fingers. "Adrian?"

"Yes, baby?" His voice was soft and drowsy; he thought he could doze off right there while holding her.

"If you'd never been my therapist, and we'd just happened to meet somewhere, would you have been attracted to me?"

Adrian smoothed her hair back from her face. "Absolutely! You're a brilliant, kind, and beautiful woman, Stella." His words made her beam. "But I also would have been a little hesitant about the age difference between us."

She gazed up at him, a grin dancing on her lips. "Why? You can't be a day over thirty-five."

That made him chuckle even as he said, "Try forty-three."

"Doesn't matter. You're sexy as hell." She planted a kiss on his mouth for emphasis.

"I'm thrilled you think so, but I'm also recently divorced. I often wonder if I'd be a suitable partner for anyone."

"Of course you would! You just need to find the right person." Her eyes searched his face, and he knew she was trying to gauge his reaction to what she'd said. The truth was, Adrian had begun to think the right person was in his arms at that very moment, but he kept quiet, not trusting himself to speak. Stella toyed with the top button of his shirt. "I understand why you wouldn't want to get involved with me now. You know all my hang-ups and flaws from therapy."

He stroked her cheek. "And I still care for you, deeply."

Stella smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes. "And even though you're no longer ...