Who wins? - Sex Stories

Who wins?

... she murmured as Carl’s erection stiffened, thick and long, veins bulging and throbbing along the impressive length. The purple skin on the mushroom head was stretched and shiny and initial drops of pre-cum seeped from the one-eye. Carl responded by reaching out with both hands to cup her awesome breasts. He jiggled them as if weighing the stupendous globes. Bending from the waist, he opened his mouth to take in one nipple and then the other, alternating with his lavish licks and sucks and tweaking and kneading until he heard her murmuring, warm breath on his neck. “Shall we fuck, Mister?” she whispered. “Hmmm,” Carl said, his mouth leaving a wet, rigid teat. “I’d like that very much.” Still holding his erection, she walked backwards to Carl’s blanket where she squatted, flicked her hair way from her cheek, and lifted his mushroom to her lips. She kissed it, lapped up the pre-cum and opened wide to suck him into her cool, salivating mouth. She took in much of his length, bobbed up and down just six times and then lightly dragged her teeth over his girth as she pulled her head back. Released from her mouth, Carl’s cock swayed in the sun, saliva shining on the shaft and pulsating knob end. He watched as she lay back on his blanket, bunched up his towel and placed it under her buttocks. With the soles of her feet flat to the blanket, she opened her thighs and her knees gaped, exposing her pink and moist sex. “Come and feed me that gorgeous cock,” she said, eyes ablaze with ...

... lust, her right hand tapping her raised mound. Carl knelt, his erection pointing directly at her entrance. “I’d like to kiss your pussy,” he said, his voice emanating dry and gruff from a parched throat. “No,” she said quickly, reaching for his cock. “I want fucking not licking. C’mon, big boy, give me what you’ve got.” Carl grinned as she guided him to her pussy lips, rubbed the head up and down her ever-widening slit and put him into the starting position. Poised for action, she let go of his shaft and raised her hips to meet his initial thrust of penetration. They both gasped and sighed with delight and Carl, holding onto her fleshy hips, began his rhythmic march up and down her tight but seeping tunnel. “Oh yes, oh yes,” she cried, meeting each plunge with a bucking and grinding of her groin. She rolled her head, squeezed her eyes tightly closed as her juices flowed from an abrupt but rewarding first orgasm. Under the fierce sun, sweat rolled down Carl’s spine and chest as he drove relentlessly back and forth, drilling deeply into the flesh undulating beneath him. Her bosom rocked and rolled around her chest; she lifted and spread her legs even wider to accommodate all of him and, finally, had to bite down on her wrist to muffle screams as a volcano erupted deep within her cavern. Carl continued pounding through her thunderous orgasm. His balls slapped against her dewy bum cheeks and they both gasped as his sac suddenly tightened and his bulbous helmet bloated even more, ...