Sean Chapter 8 #2
I licked, sucked on her clit, nipped with my teeth, and tugged gently on her folds.
While I did that, I worked first one finger, then two into her core.
Her pussy was so damn snug, it strangled my fingers.
The sounds she made, the pleas that dropped from her lips, and the way she produced more cream told me how much she loved what I was doing.
I worked her into an orgasm. When she peaked and exploded, flooding my mouth with more of her cream, I prolonged it as much as I could with my fingers and mouth.
When Brenda finally stopped coming, I tenderly kissed her clit, then got to my feet.
My cock was pulsating. I was in pain and needed to come.
“Brenda, you have the loveliest pussy, leanbh. I’ll be feasting on it a lot, if you allow me. We can stop here if you want.” I offered, praying she’d say no to stopping.
She frantically shook her head as she raised on her elbows. “No, oh God, no, Sean. Don’t stop. Don’t you want me? Don’t you want your cock inside of me? I can see it pressing against your zipper. Let me see you,” she begged.
To emphasize her statement, she pushed up, and her hands came to my zipper.
She cupped me through the fabric, giving my cock a gentle squeeze that caused me to groan.
Then Brenda worked her hand beneath the fabric of my underwear to reach my bare cock.
She rubbed her palm up and down my shaft.
My groan grew louder. Without another word, I hooked the sides of my pants and underwear together and shoved them down.
As I let them drop and I stepped free of them, she gasped loudly. Just what a man loved to hear.
Wordlessly, she gripped me and stroked up and down my length a couple of times.
I threw back my head and moaned. That moan turned into a startled cry when tight, wet warmth encircled the head of my dripping cock that was covered in precum.
I raised my head and opened my eyelids to find I was in her mouth.
Brenda’s tongue fluttered and lapped at my precum.
She hummed in approval and took more of me.
I had not only her hand but her mouth on me.
She proceeded to lick, swirl, and lightly scrape with her teeth over as much of me as she could reach.
For the part not inside her mouth, she pumped it in a tight fist and fondled my aching balls, making me wilder.
My hips unconsciously began thrusting. When I realized it, I stopped.
I was shoving my cock practically down her throat.
Her protesting moan, coupled with a hand landing on my ass cheek and her nails biting into it, said she didn’t like that I halted. Plus, she shook her head. Running my hands through her hair, I gripped it at her scalp.
“Brenda, do you want more? Do you want to find out how much of my cock you can take?” I asked gruffly. My heart was pounding in anticipation. Her head nodding answered me.
“Then here it comes. Smack my hip if it’s too much,” I told her gutturally before I pushed deeper.
Her tongue ran up the length of me. I hissed.
And then I was working myself in and out, going slightly faster, and even deeper.
She gagged on it, but I kept going. Despite her gagging sounds, she swallowed again and again.
Her hands were both working the base of my cock and my balls at an almost frantic pace.
The feel was incredible, and it wasn’t long before I knew I had to either commit to coming in her mouth or pulling out and getting inside of her pussy.
This time, it was her pussy that won, but not by much.
Using my hold on her head, I pushed her off me even when she whined. As my cock popped free of her talented mouth, I lifted her and repositioned her on the bed, so she was accessible. Rummaging in my nightstand, I pulled out a string of condoms. I tore off one and tossed the rest on the top of it.
We hadn’t even talked about contraception.
My ultimate goal was to go bare, but I knew that required a conversation I couldn’t have at the moment.
She snatched the condom out of my hand, tore it open, then got herself in a position so she could slide the thin lambskin condom down my cock. I shuddered.
When it was on, she smiled up at me. “How do you want me, Sean? On my back, on top, or on my hands and knees? Take me however you want. Just do it quickly. I’m on fire,” she panted.
A growl tore loose, and then I fell on her.
Hooking her knees over the crooks of my arms. I pushed her legs toward her chest and widened the space between them with my knees.
When I had her where I wanted, I used my hand to guide my cock to her opening.
Pausing to rub it up and down her folds, gathering copious cream, I gave her a moment to prepare, then I pushed inside.
I took it as slowly as I could. The sensation of her closing around my cock, gripping me tighter than I ever had been, made me groan and swear.
“Fuck!”
She moaned loudly and took me by surprise when she thrust her hips, causing my advancing cock to be fully engulfed by her fiery walls. I paused and took a deep breath.
“Are you alright?” I asked. I had a decent-sized cock both in length and girth. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her.
“Mmm, yeah, so okay. Please, don’t stop. Fuck me, Sean. Make me yours,” she begged.
My control snapped, and I gripped her hips to help jerk her onto my cock as I thrust forward.
The pace became a fast one. The sound of skin against skin, the moans, groans, grunts, and more filled our ears.
The scent of her and me, mixed with her perfume, grew more noticeable.
The wet sound of my cock moving in and out of her pussy drove the tension and need higher.
When she fell over the edge into an orgasm, it took everything in me to ride through it and not blow.
When Brenda realized I didn’t come, she whimpered but never asked me to stop.
Staring intensely into her eyes as I rode her to another climax, I saw what I was feeling on her face.
It pushed me higher, and soon, she was screaming my name as she wrung my cock dry of every drop of cum.
I roared her name and bucked over and over, filling the condom full.
A brief thought entered my head. I wished it had gone into her pussy.
I wanted nothing between us. As the ecstasy faded, I slumped over her. My lips grazed hers as I bared my soul.
“Brenda Hayes, I love you.”
She jerked, and then she replied, her face glowing, “I love you, too, Sean O’Sheeran. God, do I love you.”
Tears pricked my eyes as I buried my face in her hair and floated in the bliss of the best sex of my life, and the happiness that I’d found my anamchara and she accepted me.