He rolled himself atop her gently, kissing her delicately, yet with such precise caution, that they nearly melted together. Her hands pushed his chest up far enough to spread his robe open and pull it off his shoulders. They continued to touch all over his chest and shoulders. He smiled in appreciation as he placed his legs between hers and lovingly pressed his sex into hers. They were so ready that there was very little ceremony in disrobing. Their excitement grew, and their pace, with it, started to pick up. Blankets were pushed aside. Robes were immediately forgotten the second could be tossed. The passion between them began to boil. Kisses landed aimlessly on each other. Low moans and grunts began to escape their amassed kisses. Then she could not stand it any longer. "Do it," she said, begging for his sex. "Please, do it." She kissed him in an attempt to convince him. "Oh! Please, Baby, take me now."
His shaft entered her silken sex with no further hesitation. Her eyes, jaw, arms, hands, legs, and every thought and breath froze, as his length never seemed to end. Her head was thrown back. Her legs wrapped his torso. Her nails dug into his shoulder blades. With one last thrust, his sex had completed giving her the single most intense feeling she would ever know. She locked onto his body as an uncontrollable spasm instantly shook her. She panted as her small convulsion slowly came under control.
He began to lightly thrust and bounce her. Every little movement electrified her body. Her toes and fingers tingled. Biting her lower lip could barely hold in her lustful whimpering. She could not help her legs opening wider and wider, taking him as deep as her sex could allow. Clamped onto him so tightly, she was nearly suspended off the mattress while he gradually increased the thrusts further and further. Every inch of them ignited with hunger that would not stop growing. Her forehead beaded with perspiration as his length began to take her closer and closer. She could no longer hold it in. Moans grew and grew as she let her grip go, laid onto the mattress, opened her legs, and simply gave in to his perfect screwing.
This is the way he loved to see her. So taken and exposed, so trusting of his perfect loving that she laid there vulnerable to his every motion. He braced himself and started to pump into her harder and harder. The wetness of their sex could now be heard which only made him want more. He could now feel himself getting overwhelmed, and he knew he was about to lose control.
He laid himself onto her and instantly began grunting and slamming her body straight into a dizzying orgasm. Her scream unleashed making him want another, then another. He gripped her hands over her head and continued to pound her mercilessly. Another orgasm built and exploded her eyes and mouth farther open then she could stand. Her vision glossed over as her body could not stop tightening. Again she orgasmed in what was now a succession that she could not control. Her yelps pierced the night again and again. She had never been so laid in all her life. Vulgarities began to slip out without thought. Screaming again while she came, his hunger was so near to being satisfied. He kissed her quickly. "Are you...?" she asked. He could only look her in the eyes affirmatively.
"Yes," she said. "Do it." With every fabric of his being he began to thrust into her completely and rapidly. She coaxed him on. "Do it! Oh, God! Do it!" His grunting got louder and louder. His body began to tense with hers. Their eyes locked on one another. Faster he went. "Now," she screamed so close to finishing. "Kiss me now." With that he lunged his mouth to hers and latched every muscle of his body onto her as he flooded her sex. Their screams trapped between their mouths. Over and over his convulsing thrusts shot into her as she embraced his head into her kiss. She settled to a purr, but he could not regain any semblance of control. They lay together as one hot, passionate mass as she held him to her body accepting his every effort so perfectly.
It seemed to last endlessly, but when she once again looked to see her precious lover, he had drifted off while so carefully nestled into her bosom. She closed her eyes and joined him. Nothing felt more perfect in all her life.
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She woke to a gorgeous glow of sunlight, feeling all the wondrous, perfect aches in her body from the previous night. She could smell breakfast in the air, and it was so good. Looking to her hand she saw her newfound ornament. She smiled knowing exactly what it meant to her...and what she meant to him.
