by Carly White
Dragging her close to the edge of the bed, I ripped her panties off of her and heard her squeal as I pushed her legs together and then pushed her legs up to her chest. Wrapping my arms around her thighs and pressing down, I pinned her underneath me. Her blue eyes closed and I knew that she wouldn’t be able to run away anymore.
Thrusting my thickness forward, I let the head rub against the slickness, pushing her lips wide as I put more pressure on her honey hole. It was hotter and wetter than last time.
“Look at me Emily.”
She opened her eyes slowly and I could tell she was gagging for it. If I knew her body well enough, I would have guessed that she only needed a little nudge to ecstasy.
“What do you want Emily?”
“I want you to fuck me Tony. Make me come, please!”
There was no denying her any longer and I pressed in suddenly. We both gasped and my eyes closed as well, as I felt the suffocating walls crashing in around me as I pushed deeper. She was as tight as the last time we had been together. Her nails dug into my biceps, the only place she could hold on, knowing what was going to come next.
Pulling back, I pushed her thighs down with my hands, letting her spring back up on my cock as I released her. With that motion and then the thrusting of my hips, I was pounding into her hard and fast. Emily was shaking underneath me, trying to get out of my hold, but I just fucked her harder. I could feel the wetness seeping out of her and splashing back on my thighs.
Slowing down, I leaned in to take her lips in mine again. It pushed me deeper and Emily was whimpering again, begging me to stop.
My hips stilled and I ground against her. “Are you sure you want me to stop?”
She whined again, her insides clenching me while her lips moved up against mine. I released her thighs, letting them fall open and my eyes were filled with her luscious breast now on display as they had escaped from the lacy confines of her bra. Her thighs shook as I pushed them wider, sliding my dick back in as deep as I could go. It was different with them open, my cock pushing deep into her womb. My fingers fell on her quim and she cried out with the touch on her sensitive nub.
Watching my shaft slowly bury inside of her, my fingers flew on her core as she tried to stop me. I knew she was close to another orgasm and it was only when her legs fell to the bed in exhaustion, that I picked up my pace enough to finally lose my own need for control. Every stream and stroke made me want more. I would never be able to get enough of her. I knew that now. Even before I pulled out, I was already dying to get hard and pound her again.
When I pulled out of her, she made a soft sound and closed her legs. I lay down next to her, still breathing hard. There was a lot to talk about, but just then, all I could think about was more. “Do you need time?”
“Time for what?”
“For more.”
She shook her head and snuggled close. “Yes. Just a few minutes though. I recover quite quickly.”
I was starting to think that life with Emily was going to be anything but mundane. She was always surprising me.
