Paloma (from 'Light and Dark') - Sex Stories

Paloma (from 'Light and Dark')

... hold of her waist; a firm but comfortable hold which she knew put him firmly in control of her. “You have a relentless need to fuck too, don’t you Paloma,” whispered Dr Kardos, his voice almost hoarse and husky, like a rasp being drawn slowly against hard wood. Paloma swallowed hard, barely able to speak. “Say it. You have a relentless need to fuck, don’t you Paloma.” “Yes,” she whimpered, “I really do.” With that, Paloma suddenly felt the hard dome being pushed between her wet lips, which yielded willingly to the firm thrust. She felt herself being stretched inside; stretched and expanded, as his length began to fill her. Deeper and deeper it went, her sex drawing him in, every inch more becoming an invitation to go deeper. She felt his naval bump against her, letting her know that his full length was now inside her. He then began to withdraw, leaving her feeling momentarily adrift with simultaneous sensations of disappointment and desperate anticipation. When he was almost fully withdrawn, he pushed it inside her again, this time a little harder, once again all the way to the hilt. He then began to repeat the motion, in and out; stretching and withdrawing, filling and emptying, each time with ever more passion and urgency, and slowly building a rhythm. Paloma laid her cheek against the cool, leather-bound desktop as her fingers curled around the edge of the desk. She felt his hands move round under her, cupping her full breasts in his palms through the light material of ...

... her dress, weighing them, and feeling her nipples respond against the palms of his hands as they became as firm and smooth as beach pebbles as he squeezed and teased her swollen breasts. Her body was now awash with sensations; the experience that she had craved; the experience she had laid in her bed at night and pleasured herself imagining. Her mind was filled with nothing but a swirling explosion of excitement and pleasure, as behind her Dr Kardos drove himself inside her; fucking her, fucking her, fucking her. She reached round behind her and her fingers found his smooth, full balls. She caressed them lightly, as best she was able. As she did so she could sense that the urgency of the man behind her was increasing. He was now ramming his length inside her as though he were possessed by the very spirit of sex itself. She could not have believed how this would feel, but she wanted it to go on and on. She wanted to feel him, fucking her, stretching her from now until the end of time. But she knew that as she teased his balls, his climax was approaching. Almost instinctively she slipped her other hand down between her legs and began to vibrate the tips of her fingers against her clit. As she did so she felt her own climax surge within her. He drove on, pounding her from behind, like an animal in heat. Suddenly, she felt instinctively that moment when she just knew he was about to spend his lust inside her. That realisation provoked her own climactic response, and as she felt Dr ...