She was incredible. The first fuck he had since his wife passed on and he was in dire need of true, mind numbing release. He’d almost forgotten what he’d been missing out on. What he thought of and did to himself was no competition to the warmth, sounds, smell, and taste of her. The latter description he soon took part of as he yanked the fabric of her shirt away. Leaning over, he pumped her pussy with heavy, repeated thuds. His lips wrapped around a nipple and gave a salty suck while he hummed a moan from his nose.
A seethed hiss escaped her lips. Oddly, his mouth felt incredible compared to their son. Maybe it was because they were having sex, real sex. The kind of sex she’d fantasized about in her own private time. Cherish practically begged him to calm down but not to stop. Within three minutes she’d already came; twice. It was no wonder Emily was so happy. Now, Cherish saw the light, touched it, hugged it, and made sloppy love with it. Each word falling from her lips ended with a sighed moan, “Keep going. Fuck me. Keep…keep. Keep. Keep.” She repeated.
Cherish made it loud and clear to Simon. She was just as pent up as he. The sounds she gave him were alike to sheer and utter bliss which only drove him further. His groans and grunts complimented hers as he released all his sexual tension.
Their sounds melted into the hallway and towards the door where their children rested. She acted like this was the best dick she’d ever had which swelled him with pride. Acting out his passion with her, he let her legs wrap around him while he hunched over and felt along her face and hair. His fingers gripped against the curly texture and his nose was pressed against her neck and collar. Huffing out, the sounds of the headboard against the wall matched their sharp motions.
Cherish’s fingers gripped into his shoulder blades, shoulders, and neck. She whined for him every time he pushed deeper into her walls. This was the fuck of an experienced man who went the extra mile to please his woman. She was blown away, more than physically, with the way he touched and caressed her. She’d never been held, and it was the part she was addicted to most. Of course, the pounding she was receiving wasn’t far off and her voice sang enough for him to hear.
Clinging to one another, he felt himself on the brink which caused him to wake up. No, he didn’t want it to end quickly. He wanted more of her and to bring himself to a point where he couldn’t hold back his orgasm.
Pausing deep inside of her, he panted and hummed to catch his breath. Drawing away, his cock dragged from her with a slick, suctioned pop. With a pat to her thigh, he waited for her to roll over onto her hands and knees.
Panting with him, the sexual haze that muddied her head cleared for a moment, “Mmmm.” She hummed. Propped up on her elbows, Cherish was very used to this position, but now she was excited to feel the difference. Her pussy grasped for him, her knees were shaken, and she was in need. In need for him to give her what her body literally craved.
He watched her best assets as his hands wandered around her generous ass, along the flat of her back, and down once again. Her back involuntarily arched each time he grazed over her skin. How they escalated from house hunting to sex was beyond her, but she wasn’t complaining in the least. He gripped against her sides, took in her sultry, pleasure drowned frame, and sighed. There wasn’t a hint of hesitation or shy retractions now.
He was going to take it to the end.
With a controlled tug of her thick, curly hair, he made her kneel upright with his chest pressed against her back, “Get down. Put your ass up and arch your back.” He ordered behind her ear beneath his breath.
In position, Cherish hissed softly moaning out in anticipation, “Put. P-put it in me. Please, please fuck me.”
He watched how obedient she was, “Good girl.” He muttered.
Spreading her cheeks apart amid her begs, he allowed her to feel the length of his cock run along the extent of her sex. He teased her into her own thrusts while probing her with only the head. Stroking those smooth, dark cheeks, he landed a smack against that taut flesh. Cherish released a loud moan nibbling on her bottom lip. She was cock hungry. Her hole gave a sudden tug giving him enough incentive to continue, “As you wish.” He muttered through clenched teeth.
He let her have the full extent of his desire. Thrusting into her rapidly, he buried his cock deep with each impact. Cherish was unable to hold back a loud cry from the sudden invasion. His hips went at their own pace and she had to take the punishment. He mounted over her ass and placed his weight into his thrusts. His thoughts were filthy and matched with how harshly he fucked her. “Just put it in me.” And “Fuck me like a mad dog.” Were two different expressions. But, apparently, he heard the latter.
His pace changed with his mood, he’d slow to a tantric speed one moment and revved up a second later. He started to swivel his hips and ground his thrusts into her. By now he fucked her into the pillow and was driven to hear her strained calls through the cotton.
Being taken for a spin, fifteen minutes passed and Cherish
