Happy New Year - Sex Stories

Happy New Year

... balls only a n hour ago, of that, I knew that it might take a while before I was going to be ready to do it again, but at least I was had, fuelled by the eroticism of Georgie, who by now was losing herself to the rhythmic stroking of my cock into her body, and the enhanced pleasure that she was feeling from her nipple, firmly gripped between my fingers and her clit, now stroked round and round, making shapes around it. By now we were not spooning, she was on all 4s, her head low on the pillow, her as sin the air as I stroked harder and deeper into her, and as I felt myself stirring, I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. She screamed with delight, and came again, her spasms finally finishing me off, and I savoured the delight of spending my semen in her asshole. As I pulled out, some of my cream escaped and dribbled down between her legs. I bent down and sucked some up, then turned her over and kissed her, the juices I had sucked up now shared between us, her taste and my taste, all mixed together. Kissing me again, deeply, she told me that she hadn’t thought that she would find someone who understood and enjoyed her needs. I told her that she was delicious in every way, and I wanted her again, in every way. She laughed and told me I was a dirty old man. Old, I admitted, but dirty? No, I said, nothing really is dirty, if you are open to what our bodies can really feel and enjoy. Dirty, I went on, is only in straight-laced people’s minds. Once more she kissed me, and said that going to that party was the best decision she had made for years. I just kissed her back. We then slept, and woke late for me, around 9:00 am. She turned to me and smiled, and came into my arms, and me in her once again, slow and sensual, just simple and nice, timing it so we came together. “Happy New Year,” I whispered to her as we cuddled. “Yes, a very Happy New Year.”