All in Time, part four - Sex Stories

All in Time, part four

... back and hips as his lips once again took her nipple captive. Diondre played her body like a fine violin; he was a master as his fingers slipped against her. Within minutes, her body trembled all over, and she whimpered and moaned as he alternated between rubbing at her clitoris with rapid speed, and stroking it with gentle circles. Lifting his head away from her breasts, Diondre held her against him as he caressed her, playing with the small bundle of nerves until he learned what made her gasp and shudder. He found her special rhythm, and soon her hands clutched at him, her fingers white. His cock pounded, aching for release with each whimper and cry, but he wanted to watch her come on his fingers before he filled her again. Sammi was breath-taking as her full body moved, and he gritted his teeth when her eyes flew open, blind, and nearly came against her thigh as her orgasm shook her. “That’s it, baby, don’t stop.” He whispered assurances, moving himself between her shaking thighs as his fingers continued their assault. “Keep going.” He encouraged her as he lifted her thighs against his, and removed his fingers from her pulsating clit. Centering himself at her opening, he cupped her hips and pressed in. His cock was instantly wrapped in her still-orgasming flesh, and he again gritted his teeth as her tight pussy enveloped him. Her cry made him freeze, hoping he hadn’t hurt her, but he knew he couldn’t stop. Brown eyes lifted from where he’d been watching his dark flesh ...

... disappear into her, and met her deep blue gaze. “I’m fine.” Her voice was husky, and faltered slightly. “Just … don’t stop. Please!” Sammi’s hands lifted to splay over his chest, and he nodded. His big hands slid lower, cupping her ass and hauling her against him as he stroked slowly in and out of her body. Her nails scraped against his chest with each thrust, and every whimper was heaven to him. She’s so fuckin’ tight. Fuck! Diondre swore, thrusting faster as sweat beaded on his brow. He was lost in her. Her pussy clenched, milking him with each stroke, and he knew he wouldn’t last much longer. He intended for her to come again, one more time before he did, and freed one hand to rest on her mound. His thumb found her clit, and he thrust faster even as he found that rhythm that made her breath catch and muscles clench. Balls slapping against her ass, he felt them drawing up tight to his body as her moans turned to whimpers. Diondre knew he’d come soon, and moved his thumb faster, a little harder, and froze as she came. Sammi’s pussy clamped around his cock, holding him deep inside her as she orgassmed, her body a taut line beneath him. As he watched her skin glow, and felt her contractions, he came; his seed rushed into her in white-hot ropes of cum boiling from his balls. Diondre groaned, then panted as he levered himself off, flopping down beside her. He moved close, and his arm went over her body, cuddling her as he kissed her damp shoulder. Her breathing was erratic, and her ...