I plunge into her again and she screams my name. She puts her hands on my shoulders, using them to push herself up and down even faster. Her nails dig into my shoulders as she comes again. I feel another clench, another flood of liquid and I can’t hold back any longer. I come hard, feeling my orgasm in every pore of my body.
“Oh my God, Kimberley,” I shout as I spurt into her.
My cock is going wild, sending waves of pleasure through my body, the tingling feeling taking my breath away for a moment. I am rigid, coming hard. I suck in a breath as the feeling starts to fade, leaving behind a warm, sated feeling. Kimberley collapses forward against my chest and I hold her in my arms, stroking her hair and whispering her name as we both fight to get our breaths back.
Finally, she looks up at me with a lazy smile.
“So that was a good opening line. Did you have anything else you wanted to say?” she asks, her tone flirty, her eyes telling me she wants more.
“Oh believe me, there’s a whole lot more where that came from,” I tell her.
“Right answer,” she smiles.
She gets up off my lap, and stands up, I look her up and down, taking in every inch of her naked body. Just looking at her like this, her skin shiny and glowing, has my cock standing at attention once more. Her eyes go to my cock and she smiles again, greedily this time. I follow her gaze, noting the slick layer of her juices coating my cock and my upper thighs.
Kimberley doesn’t say anything else, she just falls to her knees before me. I swallow hard as she reaches out and takes my cock in her fist. She blows lightly on the end of it as her hand begins to stroke my length. Her warm breath sends shock waves through my body and I close my eyes, resting my head back against the back of the couch. They fly open again when Kimberley plunges her mouth over me, taking my full length into her mouth and throat.
“Holy shit,” I whisper as her head begins to bob up and down, her rough little tongue flicking over my cock and sending me straight back to the edge.
My hands ball into fists beside me as Kimberley works me. She sucks hard and fast, just the way I like it, bringing me to the edge in seconds. One of her hands works the base of my cock and the other kneads my ball sack. I reach down and stop her, moving her head away from me. As much as I never want her to stop sucking me, I have to stop her. I don’t want to come in her mouth. I want to come in her pussy.
She seems to understand and she gets to her feet again. She smiles down at me and takes her nipples between her fingers. She puts her head back, her eyes closed as she touches herself. Her nipples are hard in her grasp as she rolls them back and forth between her fingers.
I reach out to rub my fingers through her slit but she must have her eyes open a touch because she steps back out of my reach, shaking her head. She’s teasing me again, putting on a show, but it’s the kind of show I could watch all night long.
One of her hands leaves her nipple and moves down her stomach to her pussy. She pushes her fingers between her lips and begins to play with herself. I am tempted to grab my cock and jerk off as I watch her, but I want to save myself for when I am inside of her again.
I sit back and watch the show. It’s hard to enjoy it when there’s this insistent voice in my head telling me to grab Kimberley and fuck her again, but I realise I don’t want to fuck her. I want to make love to her.
“Kimberley,” I say, my voice full of lust for her.
She opens her eyes and looks at me, but she doesn’t stop playing with herself. She’s panting now and the sound is so distracting, the look on her face pulling me back into her show. The words die on my lips and I just sit there, watching her.
She brings herself to the edge, sending herself tumbling through another orgasm. She looks me straight in the eye as she comes hard, moaning my name, and then she pulls her fingers away from herself. She moves into my reach again and I wrap my arms around her waist, shuffling to the edge of the couch so that I can feel her body against mine. She pushes the fingers she used on her clit into my mouth and I can taste her juices, like salt and sugar. I lick her fingers, eagerly cleaning her juices off, savouring the taste of them, of her.
She pulls her fingers back out of my mouth and backs away from me again. She beckons to me and I stand up and go to her.
“The bedroom,” she whispers.
I think she feels the same as I do. That this time, we’ll be making love, slower, more tender. I let her take my hand and lead me across the lounge. I hold my open jeans and boxers up with the other hand as I follow her. I would follow her anywhere right now in any state of undress. She opens a door and leads me into a small hallway. She points to the door on our left.
“In there,” she says.
I step into her bedroom. She follows close behind me. I don’t waste any time. I move to the side of the bed and kick my trainers and socks off. I push my jeans and boxer shorts the rest of the way down and get onto the bed. Kimberley climbs on beside me and we lay for a moment, on our
