I don’t think I can get any harder. I want Corrine Woods. I want her on me, under me, and in front of me.
When she rubs her slit against my cock, I’m in heaven. The straps of her negligee fall from her shoulders and expose her breasts. They are incredible. A little more than a handful with dark pink, pebbled nipples. I circle her chest with one hand while my fingers dip deep into her slick channel.
“Jack…son,” she moans, short of breath. “That…feels…soooo…good.”
God, I want this woman.
She kisses me. Her delicate hand reaches into the opening of my pajama bottoms, and she begins to stroke me.
“I want to taste you,” she moans.
I’m euphoric. Corrine slips my pants over my hips, and my cock springs to attention, waving its desire.
She bites her lip as she looks at me. Then she bends down and licks the head of my cock while she cradles my balls, watching my reaction with a lusty smile.
Her mouth envelops the head and then the length. This feels so good. I can feel her relax her jaw, and my cock slides down her throat while her other hand rolls my balls.
“Holy shit!” I say between clenched teeth. It’s taking all my willpower not to come down her throat.
The suction pulls as she takes me to the crown, and her tongue flicks the tip. She goes down again, and her moans send vibrations around my cock, which nearly causes me to lose my load.
My dick is wet, and when she comes up, she licks the tip. “You taste amazing,” she breathes.
She releases my balls, and I watch her hand disappear down her panties as she strokes herself. She’s enjoying this as much as I am, and that only makes it better.
“If you don’t stop, I’m going to come,” I warn her through clenched teeth, concentrating hard.
She moves up and down on my cock, her big doe eyes watching me lose control. When she releases me, I’m almost there.
She rolls my balls again in her hands. “I think we might be able to get you off at least three times tonight.”
“Holy hell,” I groan as I feel my cock hit the back of her throat and slide farther down. I try to hold back, but between the moaning, the playing with my balls, and her sucking a steady rhythm on my cock, I can’t hold it any longer. I send rope after rope of cum down her throat with a loud grunt.
I’m breathing so hard, you’d think I’d just run a marathon.
She sits up and wipes her mouth. My cock is still hard. She smiles at me. “Have I been naughty again?”
“Oh, woman, you have no idea.” I kiss her and can taste myself on her tongue, but I don’t care. “Allow me to show you what it’s like to be multi-orgasmic.” I roll her on her back and kiss her again. My tongue continues dancing with hers while I tear her panties off and press two fingers deep inside her. She’s so wet. The only sounds are the slickness and her moans. I kiss her lips, running my tongue along them, pulling her lower lip inside of my mouth. She stiffens, but it’s a small orgasm. I won’t settle for that. I want to hear her moan my name.
Grabbing both globes of her ass, I settle between her legs and lift her up just a bit. I take her swollen clit in my mouth and begin feasting on her, my tongue swirling around her throbbing clit—pressure, swirl, pressure, swirl, suck. My fingers find that spongy spot inside her, and I rub her furiously. Her hips move as she fucks my hand and face.
She keeps going and going, and I move to meet her. My heart is racing, and I can see stars. I nip the flesh inside her thighs and dive back in. She tastes so good.
After a moment, her body goes rigid, and she moans. I drink her orgasm.
With her chest heaving, she grabs my fingers and puts them in her mouth. As I lick every last drop of her orgasm, she sucks my fingers clean.
This was incredible, and we haven’t even gotten to the main course yet.
She sighs and lies on her back, closing her eyes. I fit myself into her arms.
“God, this was better than I ever imagined,” she says.
“We’ve only just begun.” I hold her tight and rub small circles on her back. There’s no way I’m letting her fall asleep already.
“We need a condom,” she urges.
I kiss her nose and run to my room to grab one from my shaving kit.
When I return, I place it on the side table and get back into bed with her. I kiss her, and she moans quietly, wrapping her hands around me, holding me tight to her.
I love the way her stomach tightens each time she’s climaxing. As I travel down to kiss her navel and her hips, I can smell how aroused she is again. I peek up at her face. Her eyes are still closed, but her lips are pursed ever so slightly. I know she’s wide awake and waiting for me.
She’s beautiful. I lie between her legs with my cock resting on her entrance. I rip the foil package open and sheath my cock. She looks into my eyes, and with a cute little smile, she centers the shaft at the entrance to her channel.
“Please,” she whispers in my ear, “I need your big, fat cock inside me.”
I love when women talk dirty to me, and I’m more than happy to oblige. I begin to push into her. She’s so tight, I can tell it’s a strain.
“Relax, baby,” I tell her.
“I can do this,” she pants.
I rock in and
