The Slow Way to Loving - Sex Stories

The Slow Way to Loving

... “Now my puhnani is pulsing and my breasts are throbbing even more, and… oh, please…” She stops because her breathing is so heavy as to thwart the exiting of words. “Well, let me see if I can help,” I offer with a faux cavalier tone. I gently sway my soft bearded chin over her nipples and I can feel her breasts swell. A tongue swirl test of a nipple confirms that she is aroused. “Hmmm,” I profer my medical opinion, “my test reveals that you are turned on.” “Can you run that test again, doctor,” Corrina goes along with the ruse. “Maybe check out the other nipple?” So I spend a goodly span of time, rubbing her breasts and tonguing her nipples. My finger nails scrape across her nipples making them raise up dark and turgid. Corrina’s breathing is so rapid now that her moans are interspersed with gasps of air. All of this turns me on. I am captivated by the particular way that Corrina becomes aroused. Every woman responds differently, I have found, and Corrina’s lovemaking stirs me up like no other. Corrina’s voice gets soft and she makes a timid request as if worried that I might refuse. “Would you please use your tongue on my puhnani? It’s okay if you don’t want to.” I am a bit confused. I used to lavish oral sex on her years ago. The surgery she had hasn’t made my hunger to please her puhnani any less appetizing. My tongue wiggles up and down Corrina’s thigh and then to her outer puhnani lips. As my tongue slips in and out of her hole and swipes past her clit, she lets out a ...

... breath of air and shakes through a thunderbolt of orgasm. “Oh, Vid, I want you inside me. I want your cock to pleasure me now,” she screams. Getting up beside me, Corrina crawls over my body. I help her arrange her legs on each side of my hips, and she pushes off with her arms on my chest so that her hips are raised up just enough for me to slip my cock into her warm and wet puhnani. As soon as I am inside her, I start to thrust. Slow delicious thrusts for a while and then wild and deep thrusts. Corrina goes from one orgasm to another until her moans become one continuous wail. I am at a fever pitch of pleasure, united with Corrina and experiencing a mind version of her orgasms. Suddenly, the whole world goes away and it is just her body and mine. The focus of our being is on the pleasure points of our bodies. Her pleasure is my pleasure and my pleasure is her pleasure, and where one starts and the other begins is irrelevant. The hungry need to be united in mind, body and spirit has been fed and only the crashing aftermath of our final orgasm can extinguish this feeling. Soon I can feel the inevitable arrival of an awesome orgasm. My thrusts grow deeper and more forceful. I reach up and tweak Corrina’s nipples and a massive wave of an orgasm washes over her. Her groan rockets out of some deep part of her being. She is shaking so hard that I have to hold her from falling off me, but my concentration is divided as her orgasm has set her puhnani to pulsate, clutching my cock and ...