My body was beaded with sweat, it was a very warm night, but our lovemaking was raising the temperature to a new height. I had just orgasm for the second time, my body drifting somewhere above the bed in waves of sheer pleasure, almost reaching a state of delirium. Your hands were on my hips, waiting for me to come back into the here and now. I realised how heavy I must be sitting on you, but I could feel your eager hard dick give a pulse inside me, teasing me into responding, as soon as I did, I knew we would be picking up where we had just left off . . . My fanny, swollen, wet and deeply throbbing, twinged as it felt your thick erection pulse deep inside me, I took a breath and slowly gyrated my hips over you again, slowly riding the length of you. Rising up and sinking down deep, taking you into me as deep as I could. You relaxed back and let me build the pace and rhythm. I played with my small boobs, with their erect nipples, pushing and rubbing them as you watched on. I drew my tummy in as I used my legs to control my lifts and drops onto you, your hands gripping my hips encouraging me to ride you harder. You hadn’t softened at all and you were finding sweet spots making my inner core flip and twinge with increased excitement. I was still leaking more wetness, lubricating perfectly. You reached up to me, and whilst holding onto my arms pulled me down onto you. You kissed me, mouth fucking me slowly and dominantly, both of our minds lost in the sensations and our tongues mimicking my fanny fucking at the same time, it was so erotic, and my arousal was deafening me. With my body laid on yours, my legs together, you inside me, I was still able to gyrate, gripping you with my upper thighs, my mound rubbing against you, accentuating the full length of your dick. The angle being different inside meant a new g-spot was being touched. My body being hugged in tight by your strong muscular arms wrapped around my upper body, you pushed your dick up into me whilst our bodies glued themselves together. You probed your tongue strong and deep into me at the same time of pushing yourself into my very needy fanny. I felt completely relaxed in your grip, being elevated to levels of horniness, literally like a lift, smoothly rising through the levels of arousal getting higher and higher until, my body started yet another tidal wave of orgasm. I wanted you in me so deeply in my mouth and pussy, both areas of my body needing you, wanting you, deeper, stronger not wanting any of it to stop. You felt my body reacting and built my climax up, my breath so fast, body so hot, my inner muscles tightening onto your erection so strongly, I wanted your come to fill me up and I wanted to explode. Your grip didn’t lessen, allowing you feel the ripple effects of my whole orgasm, you felt my fanny tighten onto you, you felt my body tremor, my breath stop, the spasm of release washing over me, leaving me melted onto your taught torso still held within your grasp. You rolled us over, still inside me, and now with you laid on top of me, the heat or your body brought my body back into life, your weight trapping me, your blue eyes locked with mine, you slowly masterfully pushed your dick into me further than I thought you could go. You pulled out making me gasp, and my pussy flushed with the release of my trapped wetness, it trickled between my legs, and you groaned as you both felt it, and the scent filled our senses. You pushed your fingers into me, they felt cool as they slid in and out, you pushed them in deep and moved them inside me. It sent a ripple of excitement through me again, totally different stimulation to your erect manhood’s feel. I gasped again, and as I did, your mouth was on mine, your tongue slowly touching mine, my body held in suspense by the change in touch. You manoeuvred keeping your fingers in me, you sucked my small pert tits. You gently bit onto my erect nipples, almost creating pain, but the heat of your mouth and tongue, sending my tits into a highly aroused state; they felt swollen to your touch. It made me hunger again in my fanny; I pushed onto your fingers, wanting to feel you finger fuck me. I wanted to open up even more to take you in deeper. I brought my knees up opening my fanny as wide as my hips would allow, you swiftly lowered your body down the bed and started to lick my juices. I held your head yearning for your tongue to probe my fanny. I could hear the wetness and your groans as you always enjoyed licking me out. Your tongue entered me, in and out, you then sucked me, locking onto my clitoris, which made me start to orgasm by your surface stimulation, it was so erotic. The picture of you licking and sucking me, the feel of your hot tongue, the wetness and the smell of sex, I really wanted to come, asked me to squirt on you, I took my time. You sucked my clitoris, inserted your fingers and brought me to another high-pitched orgasm. I did squirt and you wanted more, my body was beginning to weaken, I couldn’t muster the energy to squirt any more, I was reduced to a weak, wet post orgasm state, that would take a little while to recover from. You read my body as well as you always did, and you took over again. You came up the bed, you pulled my legs around your butt, you put your hands under my bum and tilted me up towards you. You slowly pushed your thicker than ever feeling dick into me. I was so relaxed your entry was effortless, silky smooth and my fanny ached, you trapped me down to the bed with your chest, squashing me, and you started to build into your climax. I yielded to your thrusts, that were strong and deep, you positioned me exactly where you wanted me, and you fucked me hard. I was gasping with your fucks, they were knocking the air out of me, but I wanted more, I mumbled ‘harder’ and your whole body started to tremble, you were sweating, drops were dripping onto my face, I felt so hot and almost sore in my swollen pussy as you slammed into me. The perfect pitch of pleasure and pain felt with every fuck. You started to groan and broke the rhythm into sporadic thrusts and gasps, every muscle in your body seemed to be rock hard, and the weight on me seemed doubled. I held my breath and you slammed into me so deep I couldn’t move. Again and again, then you held yourself in so deep I couldn’t breathe. You let out a loud groan, held the depth of your fuck and waited. I felt a soft spasm deep inside me; you pulsed your dick inside me, then all at once, you let your breath go and released the tension from your body. You slumped onto me, pulled your hands out from under my bum, breathed hot and fast by my ear, an arm came up and rested on the pillow by my other ear as you tried to lessen your weight on me. Your whole body seemed to be pulsing as your heart rate was so fast. Slowly I could feel it start to slow down, leaving you incapable of moving, breath becoming relaxed and deep. We snoozed for what could have been hours but in reality, was a few moments, before I felt a tickle between my legs. Your dick had softened and your hot come was leaking out of me, trickling between my cheeks, creating a wet patch on the bed. Your manhood continued to soften and without moving a muscle you slipped out of me and your spent dick rested against my swollen throbbing pussy lips. You were still snoozing, shagged out and relaxed. After another five minutes I gently pushed you off me, rolling you onto your side, you only slightly stirred as I pulled the covers over us making sure you were warm and comfy . . . The early morning sunlight lit up the bedroom, and as I stirred, you were laid on your front with the duvet half way down your back. You had fantastic broad shoulders and chunky arms; your back and arm tattoos looking sexy as the sun cast a sheen across your tanned skin. As I breathed you in, replaying parts of the night before, I could feel our dried sex juices on my skin. As I moved the duvet I was met with the strong smell of sex, making me flush with a warm glow. Your arm slowly stretched out towards me breaking my thoughts, your hand reaching for the touch of me, the reassurance I was there, “Morning!” you softly muttered, smiling broadly as you opened your eyes and looked across at me, “Morning you . . . there’s a cup of tea there waiting for you!” 71ShadesOfGreen