She gasped as I filled her. My body was raised on my arms, one each side of her chest. I supported the rest of my weight on my knees, just applying enough downward force to remain deep inside her. I remained still, savouring the heat and the small movements of her cunt, relishing the pulses of my cock replying to her movements, like erotic morse code. She moved her hips impatiently, indicating her need to be fucked. I was not going to deny her.
I started slowly, with long, deep strokes, moving from my hips. Her arms wrapped around my neck and her legs wrapped around my back, pulling me into her.
Having already come once, I was able to control the fuck. I was in no hurry to spend what might be my final reserves, but l gave her what she obviously wanted, fucking fast and hard until she had her second orgasm. ! stopped my movements until her spasms died down.
Her second orgasm was not as powerful as the first, but it was her second in rapid succession. Not for the first time, l envied a woman's seemingly infinite capacity for orgasm.
I was still bone hard and embedded deep inside her, enjoying the clasps of her cunt as they subsided. Then, still embedded, I rolled her over so that she was on top and resumed my thrusts. Now I was able to use my hands to explore her back and her firm arse. She alternated between sitting up and riding me, and leaning forward so that her now fully erect nipples grazed my chest, kissing me, now with enthusiasm. I had at last penetrated her shield of indifference.
I could feel my own second orgasm building somewhere behind my balls and sensed that it would be a good one. But again it had to go on hold as she had her third, squealing in pleasure. She rolled off, panting and lay by my side. Her fine tits heaving until her breathing became under control. Then she turned to me and put her arm round me, snuggling up.
"Did you come?"
She asked softly. I said that I hadn't. She reached down and found my still hard cock, wet with her own juice, fondling it, and said;
"Are you saving it for somebody else?"
Ilaughed and replied;
"No, it's all for you, but you keep interrupting just as I'm about to start the short strokes."
It was her turn to laugh, she said;
"Don't let that stop you, let it go. Fuck me from behind this time, and just let rip."
I was more than happy to fuck her from behind, it's one of my favourites. Come to think of it, they are all my favourites. She assumed the position, head down, arse up. Her well fucked cleft gaped invitingly. Above it, the tight pucker of her other hole. Dare I?
I didn't want to spoil things, if she wanted anal, she would surely have said so. I chose the road more travelled, sliding easily into the hole already well reamed and lubricated. I held her hips as I pumped her, alternating with reaching beneath to cup her tits. I felt my climax building and realised that this was it, no more edging, she was going to get what she had asked for.
She had not come this time, perhaps doggy was not a good position for her, perhaps not enough clit stimulation. I wanted her to come, I could blast my load into her as she came. I reached beneath to the wet junction of cock and cunt, feeling for her clit, finding it easily. Talk about hair trigger, she came instantly and I suspect that she was not expecting it. She jerked and squealed, straightening her legs and falling flat onto the bed.
My cock sprang up, slapping my belly them wagging angrily, like a Jack-in-a-box. I cried out in frustration, another three thrusts and if would have been erupting inside her. I took myself in hand intending to finish myself off, if I couldnt come in her, I would come on her.
She had other ideas.
"Put it back in!" She squealed. "Come inside me."
lobliged. She was flat on the bed, legs spread impossibly wide, cunt gaping. I fed myself back in and drove back home. But now I was lying on her and I was probably twice her weight, I would surely crush her. I rolled onto my side, taking her with me, careful not to uncouple again. We were now in that most intimate of positions, spoons. A sex position for lovers, where the man's body cocoons the woman's and the fuck can be gentle and tender or hard and frantic, according to the mood of the participants.
A few hard thrusts and I was coming. Five, six powerful spurts, perhaps more. When there was no more, I held myself deep inside, still hard.
probably twice her weight, I would surely crush her. I rolled onto my side, taking her with me, careful not to uncouple again. We were now in that most intimate of positions, spoons. A sex position for lovers, where the man's body cocoons the woman's and the fuck can be gentle and tender or hard and frantic, according to the mood of the participants.
A few hard thrusts and I was coming. Five, six powerful spurts, perhaps more. When there was no more, I held myself deep inside, still hard.
"I could feel it," she murmured. "I could feel it shoot."
I fell asleep still wrapped around her. A tit in each hand and my cock embedded deep inside her cunt, stopping any backflow of my gift.
I woke up needing to pee. It was getting light, the clock showed 6 a.m. She was gone. Alongside the clock was a note scribbled on hotel notepaper;
"Thank you. X."
I didn't even know her name.
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