PAUL LOVES ROSE--PART 2 - Sex Stories

PAUL LOVES ROSE--PART 2

... “but you’re in love with me…hardly an unbiased resource. I’m sorry I made a mess of you.” “I’m not; you can do that to me any time you want…on any part of my body you want. Now, let me clean us up a bit and rest. Then we can try it again…maybe in a different position.” I finished wiping her abdomen, removed the condom and buried it in the sand, and finished with my abdomen. I lay back with Rose astride my body to rest. “What are you doing tomorrow,” Rose whispered. “I have to work most of the day. I have Mr. Gentile and Mr. Kane. I’m not looking forward to dealing with him. He demands good service, but he never wants to pay. Maybe I’ll dump him and spend the time at Mr. Gentile’s. He wants me to do his beds as well as his lawn. Other than those two jobs I have the weekend free to spend with you.” “Don’t forget the cookout we’re having Sunday after church.” “I’ll never forget a chance to spend the entire day with you.” “I know that, but don’t forget that Eric and my parents will be there too and, of course, your parents and Mary.” Rose may have been talking, but her body was moving all over mine. After thirty minutes I was hard and ready to go again. I gave Rose one of the condoms. She rolled it down my shaft and then, following my instructions to the letter, sat on me—my organ disappearing into her body. It was incredible watching me enter and disappear into her. Rose began to rock forward and back in time with my thrusts. We continued moving together while I massaged her ...

... tender breast tissue and rolled her sensitive nipples between my fingers. It wasn’t long before an orgasm hit. I say “an orgasm” because it was obvious from my vantage point that she experienced at least eight and each one only served to increase the rapture she was experiencing. Finally, just before I was ready she arched her back severely and screamed into the night. Rose fell rather than collapsed onto my chest just as my orgasm hit. I drove her up six times before we came to rest completely satiated and completely exhausted. Thank God it was only 10:35. We recovered slowly. I removed my cock from her and wiped my abdomen again. It was covered with her thick aromatic juice. Once done, I got a new towel and wiped her crotch. She still leaked even though the sex had ended. All told I spent almost half an hour making us presentable. We were still naked as we lay together. “I just love the way you feel, Rose. Your skin is so smooth and so soft and you’re so sexy. I love your face and your breasts and your tummy, your ass, your legs…damn, I love every part of you, but I love the whole you even more.” “I’ll bet you can’t guess what I love best about you.” “Well, I know now that you love my cock.” “Of course, silly and I’ll always love that…even when we’re sixty, but that’s not my favorite part.” I lay there for almost ten minutes unable to guess. “It’s this,” she said as she pointed to my forehead.” “You love my forehead best?” “No, Paul; I love what’s in there—your brain…your ...