Manmoirs: The Hood - Sex Stories

Manmoirs: The Hood

... I had another screamer on my hands. As she was getting close to climax she began stroking my cock again, only this time she was going as hard as she could. It felt like she was trying to rip my dick off my body. So I upped the intensity with my hands by pinching her nipple with one while the other was buried in her snatch. My mouth went directly to her other nipple to lick and suck for a while. "Oh yes that feels so good. Yes don't stop!!" About 20 seconds later she screams in delight, jerking her body on top of the hood which meant she had an orgasm. The smile on her face said it all. "I want you to fuck me Dean." Now another dilemma; my condoms were inside the house. The garage was not part of the house. Right then and there, I didn't care. Because I didn't wear a condom with Kayla a few weeks prior, I felt confident all would be good. So I started hitting it raw. The difference this time around was that I wasn't in the shower. And it felt amazing. I started pumping away at about a medium pace. She wanted more. "Fuck me harder Dean. Faster and harder." I quickened the pace to the point where I thought the car would move and drive right through the garage door. It was rocking while I absolutely pounded her pussy. She was gripping my arm with one hand and the car with the other, bracing for another orgasm. "Oh my God I'm cumming again! Yes, YES ...

... keep going." All of a sudden I felt the urge to blow my load. We may have been fucking for two minutes and I was ready to explode. As she finally hit jackpot, I jacked all over her stomach, chest and neck. Rope after rope after rope of cum spurting all over her. I was certain I could have shot some of my load over the car. The orgasm I had was explosive and intense. Melissa grabbed my cock and slowly began stroking it. "I love your cock. I need more of this." I would obliged later on that day. After we showered we ordered some pizza and got some work done. Then I hit it again in her bedroom later on that night. That time I wore a condom and went much, MUCH longer than 2 minutes. She was my fuck buddy the rest of the semester. I knew we'd be done by Christmas break for two reasons; one because this seems to always happen to me, and two because her program had a job placement requirement. She wound up working out of town and they hired her after the 8-month placement. I had to be happy for her. She persevered through all the bullshit with her ex by moving on, doing well in school and landing a great job with a great company. Was she the one that got away? Let's just say neither one of us was prepared for anything serious except for serious sex and orgasms. My job placement in second semester landed me close to home, and closer to some new experiences.