He crawled behind her, between those smooth highs…Grasping her hips in his hands firmly, as he lowered inside her. A sensual sex story.
He turned in the bed, feeling her stir against him. He raised up on his elbow and watched her in her sleep. She was laying on her stomach, her hands underneath her, her hips moving gently back and forth. He wondered what she might be dreaming of. He pulled the sheet back from her, enjoying the sight of her buttocks raised, legs slightly apart.
A strand of sunlight from the slats on the window fell across her back. He bent his head to feel the heat from it. He caught a scent of her perfume, mixed with the scent of their coupling from the night before. His head felt light, overcome with a quick intense desire to take her.
His cock was straining against his sheets and he unwrapped it slowly. Pressing his cock gently against the silky skin of her thighs, he felt an ache so intense he moaned aloud. He hesitated to touch her, not wanting to awaken her just yet. Very gently, he eased her legs apart, until he could see fully between them. Her fingertips showed from underneath her, pressed tight into the folds of her pussy. The lips showing a slick moistness. The little triangle of hair damps from her. The sight of it drawing a roar from deep inside him, stirring a raw uncontrollable passion His cock aching, desiring to sink into her depth… To feel how warm and wet and tight she would be around him.
He crawled behind her, between those smooth thighs…Grasping her hips in his hands firmly, he lowered his cock to her. Raising her ass slightly, he entered her with haste. He barely heard her gasp, her pussy tightening around him. The heat of her drove him insane, and his cock responded, stroking her. The scent of her passion rose and he could no longer control himself. He thrust into her hard and deep, seeking relief. His cock pulsating inside of her, his balls tightening with that familiar sensation. He felt his cock extend, stretch inside of her, and with one final deep lunge, he came inside her.
His own breathing woke him… Hard and raspy. He was laying face down, the sheets underneath him soaked with his juices. He hated waking to dreams this way… His pager lay on the table beside him was blinking with a message……69696969.
He sighed and reached for the phone to call her…
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