His Smile: when they lose themselves - Sex Stories

His Smile: when they lose themselves

... to look at me when you come,” he commanded softly and I opened my eyes to meet his before I reached my end. We shuddered and I clutched on tighter as he smothered me in his hold and we came like that together, crying out each other’s name not caring who could hear us. We were way past that point. My knees buckled at the intensity of my orgasm and I knew I’d have fallen into the puddle of my juices, that I’m sure drenched the floor, if Daniel hadn’t been holding me up. His fingers gently stroked me, helping me ride out my orgasm, as he breathed deeply and shuddered at the feel of me still cupping his now wet manhood. “Fuck baby you’re squeezing my fingers dry. I’m getting hard again just thinking about you doing the same to my cock. Fuck!” It took a few minutes before I was able to detach myself from him. He withdrew his fingers from me, causing me to shudder again and softly moan as they stroked my over-sensitised lady parts. I zipped up his pants and watched as he brought the fingers he had inside me up to his mouth and sucked them. My breath hitched at the naughtiness of it all and he smirked, bringing those same fingers up to my lips and pressing gently, coaxing me to open up. I did and he watched in fascination as my lips closed round the fingers and I sucked and licked as I knew he wanted. His eyes hooded and darkened further as his lips ...

... parted slightly, and I could feel his manhood stir some more. I then took out his fingers from my mouth and brought my own, wet from his juices, up to my lips. I wrapped my lips around them and sucked on them as I’d sucked his, my eyes never leaving his; his breathing heavier, his cock harder. Before I knew what was happening he ripped my fingers out of my mouth and crushed his lips on mine, searing them with his hot, passionate kiss that had me aching for him all over again. His hands tangled in my hair as he held my head in place, slanting his lips on mine and coaxing my mouth open with fevered desperation. His tongue invaded my mouth and I pulled on his hair in response. I hadn’t even realised when my arms, having a mind of their own, wrapped around his neck. Our tongues danced in our mouths the way our bodies wanted to and I knew there was no way I was ending tonight without fucking him. *** Author's Note: So I haven't written a story for Lush in a while (this would be my second) and I'm not sure how it'll be taken but I hope you all like it as much as I do. There's a second installment to this and I'm working on getting it to you lot as fast as I can all things considered. Thank you to everyone that waited ever so patiently (John :P) for my next story and I hope you still read this one despite how long it's taken me to post again. HAPPY HOLIDAYS! :D