Animalistic Expectations Chapter #1: Realization - Sex Stories

Animalistic Expectations Chapter #1: Realization

... his best to keep it away from her. Once they went back up to the room, they got comfortable. They took out the mixer and mixed up another full container full of drinks. They both shared the mixer. The whole time, they continued to laugh, kiss, lick, touch, talk, drink, and tease. The alcohol continued to loosen the inhibitions...and clothes. Before you knew it, he was naked, and she was in another one of her incredible outfits. Of course, all of these outfits granted access to all the important areas. God, that night, they fucked! They fucked all night long. He could remember how much fun it was. They laughed, even during intense, wet thrusts. They would describe a specific sexual act, and then, attempt it. It was fun, and pure bliss. The room smelled of sex. He could remember, they would have an entire conversation while he was deep inside her. They would rhythmically work each other, almost like an afterthought, as they continued to focus on the conversation. It was purely sexual. He would finish a conversation, and then, without warning or permission, in one full swoop, his head would be in between her fully opened legs. She would be giggling and moaning, all in one breath. She would drip inside his mouth the exact same time she sipped another drink. He would drip endless precum from the tip of his cock, as he slurped up her juice. Back then, she wouldn't just cum....she would explode! She never squirt, but she oozed. It was much more amazing, intense and powerful than ...

... squirting. He would eat, finger, and work her beautifully shaved and dripping wet pussy. Climax after amazing climax, she would shiver. Then, he would take a step back, in the shadow of the moonlight shining through the window, and just admire the aftereffect. Cum juice would literally drip out of her. It wasn't just a drip either...it was more of a stream. It was milky and white, with an amazing consistency. It was simply stunning to admire. That night, they would fuck. He would cum. She would actually allow him breaks, to smoke. As stated before, she hated his smoking, but allowed it, because it was him. He would explode spasm after spasm of cum, and then, get out of bed, entirely naked, and sit in the bar stool across the room and smoke. It was just pure satisfaction and bliss. They would continue to sip their drinks, and continue the conversation, during this time. His cock would glisten in the dimly lit room, with all of their juices, as he sat there. It all happened in one natural progression. There was no stop and start. Sex, oral, drinks, laughs, tongues, moans, screams, orgasm, cum, sweat, and euphoric sighs...all in one continuous session. This lasted all night long. After he smoked a couple, the next condom was snapped on, and onward with the show! Orgasm after orgasm, scream after moan, and thrust after thrust, their sweaty, glistening bodies connected in one perfect euphoric, animalistic experience. Some of his orgasms, he would shoot onto her body. There were a ...