Monica - Part 3 - Sex Stories

Monica - Part 3

... and peace. She kept her legs and arms wrapped around me tight, as if she would never let me go. And that was just what I wanted. Our bodies couldn't possibly get closer, and were still not close enough. Inevitably I softened and slipped from her. She lay her head back and looked up at me. “That's how I've always wanted you to fuck me”, she said with a smile. I kissed her on the lips again and slowly rolled off of her. Pulling her close to me, she placed her head on my chest. I felt her body relaxing against mine as my fingers caressed her and we drifted off to sleep. It was that perfectly deep black empty sleep. The kind where time stops and peace surrounds you. A sleep that is warm, and wet. Surrounding you. Tugging at you. My eyes fluttered open. What I saw and felt was surreal. Monica had my shaft in her mouth and was slowly sucking on it. Her hand wrapped around the base. She was on her hands and knees, rubbing herself with her free hand as she bobbed slowly up and down on me. My eyes rolled back in my head. The last time a woman woke me this way was... well. Never. I reached out to her, placing my hand on her thigh to beckon her closer. Without losing concentration, she inched toward me, swung a leg over and straddled my face. She then slowly lowered herself onto my mouth. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her down against me, my tongue slowly parting the moist swollen lips, getting my first taste of her. Ambrosia. I focused my attention as best as I could, given ...

... that she was doing her very best to distract me. I slipped a finger slowly inside her as my tongue ran slow, steady laps around her clit. Pausing every now and then to give her a well timed flick. She would buck her hips reflexively and press into my face each time. I was in heaven. Yet she held the advantage and was drawing me back to the cliff we explored earlier and I knew I was starting to fall headlong over the edge. A perfect swan dive, no need for the pool of course. I barely uttered a groan when my cock spasmed in her mouth and I could feel the first splash of cum leave me. Her lips tightened around me, determined not to miss a drop. “Oh my!” Oh my? Did I just hear 'Oh my?' Who the fuck is that? Monica stopped midstream and looked toward the voice, releasing me from her mouth. There is no stopping a runaway train and the next spasm that rocked me shot thick cum onto her lips and chin. I peered around her to see the young woman from hotel housekeeping standing there with towels in her hand. “I'll need one of those in a sec.” Monica giggled wickedly as she wrapped her lips around me to finish me off and consume what remained of me. My hips rocking the entire time she worked on me. My eyes locked on the young woman in the room watching us. She just stared with an empty glazed look in her eyes and a blush washing over her face. I thought to myself, I know that look. How do I know that look? The light bulb lit above my head. She's a deer in the headlights! Dear lord, does ...