Mr Woods, are you okay? - Sex Stories

Mr Woods, are you okay?

... said, “Not being in control like you usually are; not the best feeling is it!” She did things so calmly, there was no anger to what she did and the way she was doing it. She sucked and stroked me off with great care. For minutes she kept me on the verge. Fuck she did a great job. She took me all in, her hands rested on my thighs and her face right up against my groin. I felt the back of her throat with my cock-head; it was getting hot and I was about to explode. She took me out and said, “I love the feeling of a cock deep in my throat. I love the feeling of cum slipping down my throat. But alas, I’m afraid that won’t be happening today. Well, not with this cock.” I wondered what she meant, I was confused, if she did not want me to cum why all this, I did not understand. She then stood over me; she placed her hands on top of her tits and then slowly ran them down across her tits, along the sides of her hips and down her outer thighs. She brought her hands back up to her pussy by route of the inner thighs. She took hold of her pussy lips and parted them. While she did that she said, “Have you seen such nice love handles before Mr Woods? I bet you wish these were your hands running across my plump body?” Her tattoos were very striking, very colourful and very detailed. My cock was still hard, but the urge to cum had subsided. She winked and said, “Round two.” She dropped herself very quickly; she landed heavily on my thighs with her pussy just on my balls. She looked up to me ...

... and said, “O did I hurt you? So sorry, let’s see what I can do for you.” She grabbed my cock and spat on it and stroked it a couple of times. She rose up and shuffled forwards. She lined up my cock to her pussy and sat on it abruptly. Fuck that was a dry sort of entrance, but it felt good once she moved up and down on it two, three times. She placed her hands back on her tits and pinched her nipples. She started to ride me slowly to start with and then built up to a nice medium tempo. All the time she rode me she moved her hands around her body. She squeezed her nipples; she grabbed the flesh on her hips. She ran her hands across her stomach and up and down each of her arms like she was cuddling herself. She smiled at me and said, “I understand your hands are tied up for the moment, so I will feel my body for you and you can imagine you are doing these things to me.” Her smile broadened and said, “You do wish you were doing this to me don’t you?” I was calmer, my legs and arms did not wave around in a frantic mode. My head was much steadier, and I nodded to her. I did wish my hands were all over her body, however plump her body was; I somehow had come to admire her form. Her pussy felt incredible, the way she moved on my cock was amazing it felt so…so nice. She sped up for a minute and then ground to a stop on my cock. Her hips shook on my groin as her thighs quivered. She said, “Oh yes, there we go, so nice, so nice.” I felt a wet sensation on my cock and something ran across ...