I Hate You Ch. 12 - Some Time Alone - Sex Stories

I Hate You Ch. 12 - Some Time Alone

... same spot too."

"Stop, I... I don't want it this way."

"Oh, how do you want it?"

"I want you..." She pauses, looking away; I grab her chin and kiss her. She wraps her arms around my head to pull me closer.

"I want you too." She smiles and shakes her head in agreement. She grabs my hands and pulls me towards the couch in the middle. Hopefully, Keisha doesn't come home because, honestly, there is no way in hell I would stop right now. She takes off her shirt and drops her pants, then straddles on top of me. She was taking control, kissing me on the neck and then biting my ear lobe.

She pauses and looks me in the eye.

"What's wrong."

"I...nothing." She says.

"Okay," I say, pulling her into a deep kiss, and she returns it. Megan's right-hand moves down to my boxers to pull out my erect penis. She moves her panties to the side and drops her pussy on the head of my dick. Taking it entirely into her, letting out a loud moan. There was no need to be quiet. It's just us in here.

"God, this feels so fucking good." She says, staring at me as she starts to grind her hips back and forward into me slowly. She was placing her hands on the edge of the back of the couch to leverage her longs digging into the sofa. She was in complete control of the rhythm. "I wanna enjoy this," she says as she releases one hand and tilts back to get a better depth. My hands move to grab her hips and push her into me. She lets out another moan, echoing through the room; I'm sure ...

... even neighbors can hear it.

She sets herself up again, both hands on the couch's back edge. She was lifting herself, looking down at her puss, as she rose from my dick. We both look down at my dick coated in a thick mixture of her wetness and my precum. She looks back at me with hunger in her eyes. And drops her hips down, taking it fully back into her pussy. She digs her feet into the inside of the couch for leverage and rides up and down...fuck..like her life.

"Shit Meg, I'm not gonna la..." She kissed me before I could finish. She was slamming down her hips into my thighs with repeated force. Her eyes closed, and she dropped her head into my shoulder. "Fuck" Is all I could whisper in her ear as I reached my climax. Shooting a torrid of my seed into her as she pants into my shoulder, her mouth breathing on my skin. She slams down one more time and holds as she loses steam and reaches climax as well. I kiss her shoulder, and she keeps her head there, catching her breath,

"Jesus. You came a lot in me, and I feel so warm."

"Well yeah.... You were trying to wring every ounce out of me."

"Maybe. I was." Megan says, her face winching.

"What's wrong?" I ask her."

"It's..nothing."

"Alright," I say, taking a deep breath, putting my arms under my legs, and lifting her as I rise from the couch.

"Jesus, what are you doing." She says panicked. As I walk, I see her in my arms, in the bedroom. She holds on to me for dear life as if the fall would shatter her into ...