Promises, Promises - Sex Stories

Promises, Promises

... cock to slide in and out of her. I reached up to grasp her breasts and tweak the nipples. She hummed appreciatively and continued to bang onto me, her mouth shaped in a lovely “Oh!” that whispered as she exhaled. Cheryl’s closed eyes opened and she looked surprised as the orgasm swept through her. She leaned forward and gasped in my ear. “Oh! Fuck! That happened fast!” I chuckled. “You going to leave me hanging here?” I laughed. “Hmmm,” she murmured, raising herself erect again. “Not a chance. Especially if I can get another one of those.” She resumed hitching her hips and mine rose to meet her and impale myself fully on her. I felt the oncoming release just as it was beginning. “Getting there,” I said. “Okay?” “Keep going,” she gasped. “I want another.” I managed to suppress and delay for a few seconds. “Tell me when,” I urged. Cheryl humped and groaned. “Hands! Tits!” she ordered. I grasped them again and squeezed the nipples between my thumb and forefinger. “Yeah! Good!” she wheezed. “Tell me,” I directed. “Okay. Close. Do it!” I relaxed my control and let the urge build up again. My thighs burned and I let out a groan that matched Cheryl’s long, quavering moan. I had to grin. This was the one thing that truly delighted me; the fact that we could manage to climax at the same time. “You know why I like it like this?” Cheryl asked me when we’d both recovered somewhat from our exertions. “Why?” “Because,” she said with a slightly evil grin, “I can rub the head of your cock ...

... across my sensitive spot and drive myself crazy!” “Is that so? Hmm. We could experiment a bit and see if we can accomplish the same thing in other positions,” I suggested. “We could,” she teased. “We could use that as an excuse to fuck even more.” “I doubt we need much of an excuse.” She kissed me tenderly. “You’re right. But I can’t wait to make up for having to stay away for most of this week.” “We’ve still got a few minutes,” I told her. “What are your plans?” “How would you like for us to spend the night together and wake up next to each other in the morning?” “I would love that?” I answered honestly. “How can that happen?” “We’re going to take a trip. I’m going to visit my mother for a few days next month.” “Uh, that sounds dangerous to me. Your mother won’t like you bringing your lover with you.” “No, Drew. That’s just the excuse. But we’re going to escape for those few days; just you and me.” “We are?” “I’ve got it all planned. It’s a resort. We’ll swim and sunbathe and make love, and eat together and dance…” “Whoa, whoa, whoa!” I said to stop the rush of words. “What are you talking about?” “We’re going to run away together for a few days next month. I made sure there’s internet and phone service for you. But, the main thing is, we’ll be there together as a couple.” “Okay,” I responded slowly. “And your family will think you’re off visiting your mother?” “That’s right. They won’t check because they can’t. Nobody has her number but me, and it’s far enough away that they ...