On Rounds -- The Last Night - Sex Stories

On Rounds -- The Last Night

... shaking with our rhythm and the sound of it knocking against the wall. It drives me to move faster beneath him. “More. More Petey. Ahh right. There. Fuck!!!” I shriek every time he hits my g-spot. He clutches my hips to turn me over so that I am riding him reverse cowgirl style. I lift myself up and down on his hard member, bracing myself on his shoulders. My boobs bounce around every time I slam down on his hips. His fingers are digging into my hips as I start to rotate on his cock. My hands rise and fall with the heaving of his chest. I’m riding him hard and fast as my tits jiggle. He begins to thrust his hips upward and dig his heels into the bed. My moaning mingles with squishing sound of my juicy wet hole clenching around his dick. “Gretchen I’m going to cum!” He shouts before shuddering and falling to pieces beneath me. I keep moving, milking him while I try to find my own release. He slips out of me, pushes me on my back, and inserts two fingers this time. He begins to jackhammer in and out of my slippery cunt. “Ohhh. Oh. Petey don’t stop I’m almost there! Yeah…Uh huh… fuck yeah… YES!” I scream and explode all over his hand. My chest heaves from all the ...

... excitement and I try to control my breathing. He licks me off of his fingers and then softly kisses my lips. We end up cuddling throughout the night which is not necessary, but is nice nevertheless. After a second round in the shower the next morning, he helps me load up my VW bug. “Looks like this is it Petey. I’ll miss you.” I say and kiss him on the cheek. Before I can climb into the car, he grabs my arm and whips me around. He lays one hell of a kiss on me with his hands gripping my ass for dear life. When he finally lets go, I am flushed and wet again! “Have a safe drive Gretchen. I expect a text every now and then!” Petey says to me with a devilish, but cute smile. I place my hands on either side of his face. “I make no promises.” I reply and give him a firm kiss on the lips. I climb into my car and with one more wave I am off. All I can see in my rear view mirror his him looking after me, standing in front of the building that at times was my equivalent to a special kind of hell and at others warranted surprises that were sexy, naughty, and more than fulfilling. I’m only hoping that when I live in the “real world,” I will have even more interesting encounters.