Meeting James - Chapter Two - Sex Stories

Meeting James - Chapter Two

... my gentle coaxing. While we kissed, he reached down between my legs and I wantonly opened them, giving him easier access to my pussy. I felt his fingers part the lips of my vagina as he separated them and gently rubbed, causing me to gasp as the tips of his fingers brushed my clit. Breaking our kiss, he barely spoke above a whisper, “God Melanie, you’re already wet,” he said, as he continued to explore my vagina with his fingers. I looked up into his eyes smiling, as I continued to stroke his cock in my hand, bringing it to full hardness. “Sometime, if you remind me, I’ll tell you what giving a blow job does to me,” I said sexily, trying to remain steady on my feet as he continued to rub between my legs. He gently pulled away, breaking our contact with each other. “Turn around,” he said huskily. I could hear the need in his voice as I complied with his command. I faced the wall and stood directly beneath the shower head as I felt the warm water continue to cascade over me. I put my hands above my head and placed them on the wall of the shower and bent slightly forward spreading my legs wide. I felt him move behind me, and then two of his fingers rubbed up and down my slit causing me to gasp as they made contact with my clit again. Seconds later he withdrew his fingers and replaced them with the head of his cock. I felt the bulbous head separate my lips as he rubbed up and down causing me to let out a low moan. I reached behind and placed my hand on his thigh, feeling the ...

... hard muscles in his leg. “Keep both of your hands on the wall,” he ordered, in a low growl. I instantly complied, the intimidating tone of his voice shocking me a bit. I felt the head of his cock rest at the entrance of my vagina and then I felt him push forward slowly. I gasped as his shaft opened and then started to fill me. He continued to push forward until I felt his body press up against mine. He remained motionless for a few seconds, letting me adjust to the feeling of having him inside me. He then slowly started to move back and forth. My knees became weak and I leaned harder against the bathroom wall for support. I felt his hands rest on my large breasts and felt my hard nipples slip through his fingers, aided by the water that was falling down on both of us from the shower. He remained at a slow and steady pace, rocking in and out of me. I felt that familiar feeling starting to build as my breathing increased; I knew I was close to orgasm. He then took my nipples in his hands and pinched them. The semi-intense pain instantly sent me over the edge as I felt the waves of my orgasm wash over me. Involuntarily, my hands left the wall and I felt his hands on my hips steadying me, so I didn’t fall, as he continued to slowly fuck me through my orgasm. Once he could see that my orgasm had subsided and I had control of my body again, he said in a low voice between grunts, “Put your hands back on the wall, Melanie.” As I complied with his order, I felt him increase the pace. The ...