7. Invasion #4
“Slowly…” He whispered.
But I didn’t want to go slow. I kissed him even more forcefully. Mark squeezed my ass cheeks and I could feel his hardness rising to attention in his pants.
“Mmm,” He growled.
“Upstairs?”
“Yes…” He mumbled.
I got off of him and we bounded upstairs, locking his door behind him.
Once we were in the privacy of Mark’s bedroom, we wasted no time in getting undressed.
Mark stripped his clothing off first and I eased my shirt off, allowing my breasts to swing into view.
Mark’s body was standing before mine, naked and eager for our bodies to be intertwined in love.
I removed all my clothes until I stood before him fully nude.
Mark swooped in and grabbed me around the waist, dipping me backwards as he kissed me.
As the blood rushed to my head, slickness rushed between my thighs.
I couldn’t wait for Mark to enter me swiftly, plunging his hardness into me until I was exploding with pleasure.
Mark slipped his finger between my legs and began to massage my clit.
I moaned at his finger’s first touch. Mark began to slide his fingers between my legs at a rapid rate until I was panting and heaving from anticipation.
I could feel small bursts of pleasure emanating from my core, reminding me of the greater pleasure to come.
“Please… make love to me,” I whispered.
Mark obliged my request. He picked me up off my feet and lay me back in his bed. He pushed my legs apart and then moved to dive beneath them. I began to moan as Mark’s tongue dipped between my pussy lips. He began to pleasure me with furious strokes until I was gasping and squealing in pleasure.
“Ohhh! Yes Mark! Yes!” I cried out.
My thighs were slick with desire and Mark continued to lap at my wetness until I’d reached one climax after another.
My thighs and body trembled with desire.
My pussy was covered in my juices and Mark delighted in tasting them, lapping up every last drop.
When he moved his face away from my wetness, I could detect the strong desire in his eyes.
His intoxicating scent wafted into my nostrils and stirred my hunger for his cock.
“Are you ready for this dick babe?” He asked.
“Yes Mark…”
He grinned and then rolled a condom onto his dick before approaching me. He pushed my legs back over my head and then lined his hardness up with my pussy. My pussy was already sensitive from his incredible tonguing so just the touch of the tip of his dick was driving me wild.
I writhed beneath Mark, urging him to press his dick into me swiftly.
He began to slide his full ten inches into me slowly.
I cried out as the head slipped past my tight entrance.
As the rest of Mark’s massive member slid into me, I let out a moan for each inch of depth he gained.
My pussy was stretched to capacity and the mixture of pain and pleasure was driving me insane.
Each time Mark and I made love, the sensations drove me crazier and were far more intense than before. Our feelings for each other made our time in the bedroom more special.
“Come on baby… Deeper,” I begged.
mark plunged into me deeper and I cried out again, digging my nails into his back. Mark began to thrust furiously into me, taking his time with long and deep strokes. I was close to a climax already so each stroke was an explosion of otherworldly amounts of pleasure.
“Yes! Yes baby!”
Mark began to drive his dick into me faster. He steadied himself on the bed and pushed as deep as he could go into my swollen entrance. I clenched my pussy around his dick and stimulated a forceful climax that surged euphoria throughout my body.
“YES!”
I came again. And again. Mark continued to pound into me, never letting up once.
I could tell he was getting close too as his breathing turned into heaving.
His pungent but delicious smelling sweat wafted around the room.
The smell of sex added to my euphoria as I climaxed again.
Mark groaned and came. I felt the force of his cock twitching as his balls tightened and released.
He grunted as he pulled out of me and then rolled the condom off his dick into the trash can.
When Mark returned, we lay next to each other in bed, catching our breath and basking in the delight of our sweet release.
It had been a long time since we’d connected like this and damn, connection felt good.
I sensed that we were close to reaching a conclusion about our relationship.
I sensed that the troubles of the past would soon remain there.
Mark rested his palm across my belly. I was thinking about the baby too.
It had been an unexpected surprise. And I still didn’t know how I felt about it.
But I got the sense that this baby was meant to be.
Little miracles like that were just a sign from God — and perhaps this sign had come with the purpose of pushing us together and forcing us to sort out the crap from our past.