Lost In The Moment - Sex Stories

Lost In The Moment

... moment, every one that we can share,” she finally replied and moved to lie close against him, pursuing a warm embrace as they came down from their shared highs.

She coaxed him to again lie between her legs and she wrapped him with them and her arms, one hand then stroking his back as the other guided him in his kisses to where he could reach and not break that hold upon him.

Luc kissed her throat and the curve of her breasts, Betty again pushing them together so that his lips pressed her breastbone and she caressed his cheeks with their fleshy warmth. He surrendered to her kisses, hard, wet, and sloppy kisses that provoked the swirling of tongues, deeper probing that was an avowal of all that had been discovered and then shared.

They also held the promise of meeting again and sharing the heat in the future, but they each knew that their tryst was over if only for the moment.

Betty moved out of his embrace. “I’ll go and check if your cycling gear is dry….”

“In a moment.” He detained her and she sensed that what had been shared was not going to be the end of it between them. She wasn’t going to be thought of as another conquest, or easy lay for him, especially not after the slow build-up that had ended with them tumbling onto her bed.

Their tryst was to be seen as something special, the wasting pleasure they had discovered as he had begun to drill and slip into her until she had been overcome by the drugging waves of pleasure that crashed over her and she had ...

... whined out her encouragement, the sound rising to a high pitch as she succumbed to her orgasm, uttering unintelligible profanities as she did so.

Luc had lost it and had reacted to her orgasm by speeding up his plunging and wrenching thrusts. He had humped her furiously, her words of encouragement shrill in his ears, but by then she had not cared. His tempo changes, the vigour of his thrusting and easing away, had helped prolong her orgasm until the inevitable end.

Ona final guttural call to her, Luc had offered a couple of sudden, hard, and deep thrusts into her as each movement had been accompanied by the leaps of his flesh so deep in her and the pulses of his cock as he burst and jaculated wads of his cum just where she had wanted to feel it all.

Betty finally eased away and left their bed. She stood unsteadily before him and did not resist as Luc held a hand out to her as he too left the bed.

“Live for the moment and share some more with me, that’s all I ask.” All she could do was nod as, naked, the two of them went downstairs and to the small space off the kitchen that was the laundry room. “It’s been quite a day…”

“Yes, it has,” she replied, stroking his arms as he slipped into his cycling gear that was almost like a second skin, dry or wet.

She could not push from her mind that there was no real future for her with a guy who was ten years younger than she was, clever as Luc was, and attentive with it. But they could meet and have a good time, pursue ...