My Second Time Pt.1 - Sex Stories

My Second Time Pt.1

... screamed and went rigid, moaning, "No more, no more, no more. It hurts. No more." I hesitated for a moment then began sucking her clit again. Claire moaned. "Oh, God. I'm going to come again Frank. Stay there. Watch me come. Watch me now." I withdrew far enough to see what she was talking about. Both her hands were working almost frenziedly on her cunt. Her ass rose up from the bed, only to fall back then rise up again. Claire stuck her tongue out trying in vain to lick her breast, but she could only reach the beginning of her cleavage, where drops of her saliva pooled and flickered faintly in the dim afternoon lighting. She didn't seem to mind this failure. Then she was smiling, as she calmly said, "I'm there! I'm there! I'm there! Mmmmmm! So good! Oh, so nice." The rest of her words vanished in the scream of joy erupting from her as her body spasmed from the final chords her fingers played out upon her clitoris and cunt. Slowly, Claire came to rest, until finally she turned her hands palms-up upon her thighs and let her head fall back gently on the pillow so she was staring up at the ceiling. She smiled contentedly and purred. Slowly, her chin came down until she was able to look at me again. She just lay there, looking at me. I glanced furtively at my hardon. The pre-cum was oozing copiously from the tip. "That was wonderful," she said in a hoarse voice. "Thank you. You know, for the first time you were... ummm, very, very good. And thank you..." she didn't finish the ...

... sentence. I must have looked at her questioningly. "For watching," she explained. "It was so much better with you watching. I hope you don't mind." I shook my head. My prick jerked in the air of its own accord and Claire broke out in a gale of laughter. I looked at her pussy, sumptuously wet and swollen, veiled now with tiny ringlets of dampened pubic hair. Claire spoke softly to me. "Would you like to try it?" She saw me staring between her legs and said, "Not me silly. You." "Oh, I... I couldn't. I mean... I." "Go on," she said firmly as if knowing I would and only needed to be prodded a bit. "Really? You really want to watch me jerk off?" "Yes I do. I really and truly want to watch you do it." I stood up and took myself in hand. "Ohhh, look at you," Claire cooed. "Can you really grip it in both hands?" "Uh, yeah, I can." With some pride I quickly demonstrated that indeed I could grip it with two hands and there was still about two inches protruding above my fingers. "I've never seen a cock as big as yours," she whispered, obviously impressed. "But after the contest I should have known, but still... you make quite an impact on me Frank. Your cock is... formidable. Yes formidable. I ached for her hand to replace mine, but lacked the courage to ask. "Go on, Frank, crank it up." I leaned back slightly thrusting my pelvis at her face, which was only two feet away and began to jerk myself off. "Claire?" "Yes?" Her voice already possessed a dream-like quality. "Can I lick your nipple ...