26 - Samantha
I don’t remember the last time I was this turned on. I can feel Dean’s cock through his pants and I’m literally salivating. I grind my hips slowly as my hand strokes back and forth.
This is what I’ve been thinking of the past few days. Every time he’s been near, all I’ve wanted to do is be closer. I love running my fingers along his body. I love feeling the electric thrill through my veins whenever he touches me.
It feels right. As much as I didn’t feel ready before, waiting has only made me want him more. The minute Ronnie appeared today, any lingering loyalty I had to him disappeared. When he threatened Dean I wanted him to leave and never come back.
Now I know that it’s over between us, forever.
But in this moment, as Dean cups my breast and groans as I stroke his shaft, I don’t feel sad. I feel anything but sad. I feel like my whole body is on fire and I’m finally doing what I’m supposed to be doing.
I stand up slowly and peel my shirt off, letting it drop behind me. Dean exhales as his eyes travel down to my breasts. I unclasp my bra and let it drop behind me as well. Next, I lean down and slowly unbutton his pants, sliding the zipper down inch by inch. His cock is throbbing as I open the fly of his pants and all I want to do is take it in my mouth and suck him dry.
He lifts his hips and I pull his pants down his legs as he lifts his feet to kick them aside. I hook my fingers into the waistband of his underwear and take them off he same way as his pants. I exhale as I see his cock spring free. He kicks his underwear to the side as I slide my hands up his legs, feeling the heat of his inner thighs as my hands get closer to his cock.
I wrap my fingers around his thick shaft and exhale slowly. My lips part and my heart is thumping against my ribcage as I start moving my hand up and down. Dean groans and moves his hand to my arm, stroking up and down as I work his cock.
“That feels so good, Sam,” he growls. His voice is gravelly and deep and it makes the spark between my legs spread. I stand up and slide my pants down my legs in one smooth motion. Dean groans and sits up, wrapping his arm around my body and cupping my ass as he brings his face to my crotch.
Without any warning, his tongue touches my slit and my knees feel weak. I moan and fall forward, putting my hands on his shoulders to support myself. He swirls his tongue and teases my bud until the ball of desire in the pit of my stomach starts to pulse.
I lift a leg up to the sofa and Dean groans, wrapping his lips around my bud to suck and lick and taste me. He moves his hand from my ass and slides his fingers inside me. I whimper, gripping his shoulder and grinding my face towards him. His fingers move in tandem with his mouth until I can feel the wetness gushing out of me. He groans as his tongue keeps exploring my slit and flicking over my bud until I feel like I’m going to fall over.
“Stop, stop,” I pant, taking a step back. He looks up at me, lips glistening.
“You ok?”
“I’m fine. Fuck. I’m better than fine. I was about to fall over,” I pant, pushing his shoulders back as I kneel on the sofa. I move my hand down his stomach and grab his cock. The precum is beading on the tip as I wrap my hand around him. I stroke it gently, moving my hips until the tip of his cock is sliding back and forth along my slit. He lets out a long, low groan and I close my eyes to enjoy the sensation of his cock in my hand.
I can’t take it anymore. It’s too much. I want him too badly, and I can’t think about anything except his pulsing cock and my waiting, aching body.
I close my eyes and sit down to take the length of him in one smooth motion. My head falls back as my body stretches to accept him. I hear myself moan as he enters me for the first time. When our hips connect, I take a moment to gasp and open my eyes. He’s staring at me, mouth open and eyes bright as his hand moves to grab my ass. I put my hands on his chest, avoiding his cast as I pant. I’m still not moving.
“That feels so good,” I breathe.
“I know,” he growls.
With that, I start grinding my hips back and forth on top of him. I whimper as my body opens for him and he starts to thrust his hips towards me. He’s so deep inside me that it feels like my insides are being rearranged. My head falls back and my mouth opens as I start grinding my hips on him harder.
I dig my fingers into his chest and start moving my hips up and down, bouncing on his cock as he grips my ass. He slams his cock back up into me. He’s grunting and moaning in the sexiest way I’ve ever heard. The power of his thrusts is making my tits bounce up and down and I feel like all I can do is hang on.
My orgasm starts as a ball of flames in the pit of my stomach, and with every thrust it gets hotter and heavier until I can’t think of anything except his cock entering me again and again and again. His fingers sink into my ass and he grunts again as he slams his cock inside me.
The release is unreal. I’ve never had an orgasm like this before. I’ve never been fucked like this before. It feels like my walls are gushing and my body is being pulled apart in every direction. I don’t realise I’m screaming until a few seconds later. The fire in my veins flows through my body in wave after wave of pleasure.
Dean doesn’t stop driving his cock into me and I don’t stop coming. Hs cock gets ever harder and his whole body tenses. He moans and I look down to see the sinews of his neck bulging as his cock pulses inside me. I gasp as I feel him fill me with his seed just as my own orgasm is dying down.
Finally, he opens his eyes and looks up at me. We’re both panting and covered in a thin sheen of sweat. I can’t say anything, I can’t think anything, I can’t do anything except stay completely still and try to breathe.
“Whoa,” Dean says between breaths.
“Yeah,” I manage to respond. I close my eyes and breathe, still feeling my walls contracting around his throbbing cock. “Whoa.”