Chris and Christie: Making it work pt. 2 - Sex Stories

Chris and Christie: Making it work pt. 2

... each other perfectly. Amanda had had never said anything to anyone, but she always felt like she measured up short against her two best friends. Samantha just seemed to ooze beach bunny sexuality, while Hailey’s exotic features set her apart. Next to the two of them, how could anyone find her attractive? But here with Chris, they looked like they were made for each other. Chris’s wiry pubic hair pushed up against her own small landing strip, and he slowly rotated his cock inside her. She began crying out and he hooked his finger back inside her mouth, and she closed her lips on it, sucking it like a miniature cock. Chris slowed his rhythm and backed her away from her orgasm again, gently squeezing her breasts with his free hand. He seemed to be the only guy who knew how to touch a breast the right way. God, why did I wait so long to do this? She wondered to herself. Chris slowed to a stop and pulled out of her again, turning her over and pulling her legs off the counter to stand her on the floor. She stood facing the mirror, admiring her naked body’s reflection. Chris stepped up behind her and buried his dick into her in one stroke. Amanda cried out in passion, and he started pushing into her fast and hard. He reached around and grabbed her breasts in his hands, using them as handles to keep her from bouncing right off of his cock. Amanda moaned as she looked into the mirror, surprised at how hot the image was. Chris smiled at her in the mirror over her shoulder. “God, you’re ...

... so beautiful.” He whispered in her ear. “Really?” She asked. Chris had been with the hottest girls in school, did he really think she was beautiful? “Oh yeah. Look at yourself in the mirror. Look at the passion in your eyes.” He continued pumping into her, and she placed her hand on the mirror as he started forcing her up onto the countertop with the strength of his thrusts. “There’s nothing more beautiful than a girl who’s enjoying sex.” Amanda watched herself in the mirror, fascinated by what she saw. The passion in her eyes was evident, but she also saw the desperation, the urgent need to climax from the incredible sex. “Fuck me hard Chris, don’t stop. Make me cum.” She pleaded. Chris grinned in the mirror. He had fucked all of the cheerleaders at his school by this point and several from other schools as well. He knew by now what they were like and what they wanted. As surprising as it was to him, many of them were insecure and just wanted someone to make them feel good about themselves. Well he knew how to do that. He looked in the mirror and spoke to her. “Amanda.” She looked into the mirror and into his eyes. “Tell me what you want.” “I want you to make me cum.” She mewled. “You want what?” He asked, pretending he hadn’t heard her. “I want you to make me cum!” She said forcefully. Chris smiled and thrust into her as deeply as he could, making her yelp. “Look at yourself.” He instructed her. “Look how beautiful you are like this.” Amanda stared at her reflection in the ...