When I woke up, Isabella was lying next to me. My right arm was under her head, my left arm over her body. My hand was warm and was covered by hers, held firmly against her right breast, nestled in my hand. I lightly squeezed to see if she was awake. There was no response.
Well, that's not entirely true. As soon as I squeezed, I felt my cock start to swell. I felt that warm familiar feeling and the pulsing inside as it slowly expanded, pressing deeply into the cleft of her beautiful ass. Instinctively, and before I could stop myself, pressed my hips forward, feeling the warm head move along the crack of her ass.
I felt her nipple harden in my hand and felt her stretch, then move her hips to meet mine. As my cock slightly opened her cheeks, I hear a moan escape her lips. She turned her head toward me, and smiled. "Hey" she said as her beautiful blue eyes narrowed in a look of both lust and happiness.
We were still in the Cabin; its bed covered in lightly wrinkled heavy thread count white sheets. There was little evidence of our previous romp earlier, as both of us had cleaned each other up with our mouths. As she leaned into kiss me, I could still smell her on my lips. We kissed and she rolled, her hand replacing her ass cheeks on my hardness.
While we kissed, she slightly opened her legs and pulled my cock against her clit. She rubbed it up and down, pressing her hips in and out, masturbating herself with my own flesh as her personal toy. I didn't complain. I could feel my precum lubricating her upper folds and as her lips and hood swelled against me, I became even more turned on. Our tongues danced during this game of pleasure and all of my senses were on fire. I could hear her breath, her gentle moans; I could taste her lips and tongue against mine; and I could smell both of our scents on our lips, noses, cheeks and chins as we traded movements.
Before long, Isabella rolled me over and climbed on me again, for the second time today. As she guided me in, I could feel how hot and wet she was. Although my size had not changed, she was so much tighter this time, swollen from our earlier encounter. It took several strokes for me to get my large swollen head to break past the tight inner lips of her wonderfully warm vagina. She was breathing heavy and let out a long, purposeful breathe as she put all her weight down, causing my cock to slowly fill her completely. She pulled up a little as her lips had become stuck against me. As she did, I felt her pussy spasm slightly and she moaned, one of my favorite sounds...
She began rocking back and forth at first, using her hips to keep me deep, but causing her clit to rub against the short hairs on my pubic area. Before long, her head began to roll and my hands caressed her breasts in the same rhythm. I reached down and placed my hands on her hips and as I did, Isabella began to slowly pull up, allowing my cock to slide partially out. The feeling was intense, and before I could fully appreciate it, she slid it back in. I playfully twisted her nipples and she began riding my cock, slowly, letting it drive completely inside her.
I watched her face as she had her eyes closed and her lips slightly open. She was so beautiful and looked like she was in some sort of Heavenly concentration. As she would pull up, I could feel her squeeze my cock. She would then stop for just a moment and relax her pussy as she let me slide back in. I tried move my hips and she stopped me "No, you need to lay there and enjoy, this is for you". I felt the love and as soon as I relaxed, I felt more moisture escape her pussy, coating my cock. I was so turned on.
She continued for several minutes, her pussy milking my cock. I felt her muscles begin to spasm, as though she was close to orgasm, and before I could do anything, I felt it happen. All that movement sent her over the edge. She tightened her thighs against mine and I felt her squeezing and throbbing against me. Her moaning sounded nearly like cries between breaths as her body shuddered on top of mine. My hips pulled away and I entered her deeply mid-orgasm and she nearly drew blood as her fists came down and grabbed at my chest. Her face could not have been more beautiful as I watched her in the throes of pleasure.
She collapsed, her body sweating, and covered me. Out of breath, she just laid there. I was still hard, and I had only partially moved out of her. Her pussy still contracted on and off around me, stimulating my manhood and exciting my imagination at the same time.