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The Dream Diary 02 "Erica" free porn video
“Last night I had a crazy dream 'bout a chick in a black bikini. She was lookin' so good she couldn't be real. She must be a magic genie!"
Turns out she wasn't a genie, it was Erica. However she looked magical just the same. Erica usedto be one of my closest friends, who when I wrote this was also married to one of my best friends. We've known each other for years. Her husband and I have known each other since high-school! I've always found her pretty. Last night I found her awe inspiring. Of course I was sleeping when I mysteriously found myself at her place. When everything came into focus, I found myself standing just behind her in her old apartment. Even though we are now both married and have moved away from each other, in this dream she was laying alone on the couch in her living room sweltering in the radiant summer heat.
Looking down onto her delicate frame, I was forced to hold my breath. The apartment was deadly quiet. All I could hear was the sound of her breath, rapidly entering and exiting her torso. She was almost hyper-ventilating as she was trying to beat the heat by dragging a cube of ice up and down her ample chest. She must have been on the fourth or fifth cube because the towel she was sitting upon was already damp. In her semi-slouched position the top of her bikini was bulging up, giving me the slightest peek at her erect red nipples. The previously melted ice running rivulets of water down her belly and soaking her tight bikini bottom presenting me with the loveliest camel toe, illustrating her secrets so perfectly. I immediately engorged with blood, raising my body temperature another two degrees. In this heat I almost fainted. To prevent myself from falling I took a silent step toward the couch and reached over to take two cubes from her bucket of ice. Her eyes closed, she saw nothing.
I suck each cube in turn to bring my temperature back down to silent calm. I can tell this is going to be a violent storm. I take a cube into each of my hands and gently place them onto each shoulder. Startled she jumps at my touch and her eyes open.
"Oh! Hello! I didn't hear you come in." She says with a slight smile. "This heat is unbearable."
"Oh, I don't know, you seem to be doing just fine. You just need to 'bare' a little more." I reply with a hint of a school boy giggle. To emphasize I slide my ice clad hands down her chest, right under the black wet triangles of her top. Gooseflesh rips across her skin. Her hand stops at her belly letting her cube melt into a fast stream of water soaking her crotch further. I trace circles around her areolas with the quickly shrinking cubes; I can just feel the buds of her nipples playing with my fingers and palms. Gooseflesh and primal heat causes her clitoris to grow to amazing proportion actually causing a miniature mountain in the centre of her briefs. I release the cubes and remove my hands. With my left I pop the clasp in the centre of her top. With the right I reach further down and steal another cube, and ease it into her bottoms and perform the same circle movements on her vulva and clitoris.
"Fuck Randy, that borders pain and relief, torture and ecstasy."
"Erica, I'm going to get your clit so hard, you'll think its a miniature cock."
"But will you suck it?"
"In time. But right now I'm not finished touching you." As I continue torturing her succulent snatch, I start kneading her neck and shoulders with my free hand. She reaches up and flicks the cups of her top over to expose her luscious breasts. Her red nipples and pink areolas are glaring into me like a demon devouring my soul. I let them. I have never been able to view her this close, to touch her this fully. She's worth damnation. She starts to coo in delight.
"You know, you've explained what a 'bee-sting' is and I think I may have had one, but I'm dying to know for sure."
"Is that a request?" I ask eagerly. She looks up and right into my eyes, I quickly change my viewpoint to match hers and stare deep into those lovely pools.
"No. It's a demand. Sting me!" I slide over the back of the couch keeping my left hand behind her head and on her left shoulder. I pivot my right arm and cup her entire vagina in my right hand. She is overpowering the cooling water with the heat of her loins. I kneel beside her and bring my lips to her ear.
"Yes, Mistress Eri." I breathe the words into her ear raising the gooseflesh up her shoulders and neck. I lightly nibble the lobe and suck it into my mouth. Slide a kiss down her neck, under the jaw line. Four inches further where her neck meets her shoulders. The crook just above the collar calls to me. I lick and kiss, and finally a slight suck. I pull the faintest hint of flesh in between my teeth. Like biting a fingernail. Only the slightest millimeter of skin. And gently squeeze with my incisors. The squeeze becomes a pinch. The pinch becomes a bite. Her back arches as I slide my left hand down and pinch her breast ruby. The fingers on my right find their way into her slit as she thrusts forward from her arch.
"Oh gawd, they failed. They tried and they failed." She gasps, rasps, and thrusts against my hand, flooding my palm, mixing the now warm water with her hot lusty liquid. The bite becomes a sting. The flesh opens over so slightly. Three pores burst forth a mixture of sweat and blood. This will be the smallest yet darkest hickey she's ever had. She is not mine, but I mark her anyway. The bug has been here. I finish the sting with a suckling kiss and pull the taste of her blood and sweat onto my tongue. I look into her eyes again and place a lingering kiss on her lips. My eyes slightly open, I watch her eyes widen as she realizes I've lost all my reserve and am going to satisfy our moderate curiosity. I part her lips with my tongue and she tastes the hint of her blood on me. The mix of her blood, her sweat and our saliva is like wine on our lips and our first real kiss fails and fades into a glorious smile mixed with laughter. Can we really go through with this? I'm about to remove my hands from her body and sit down on the couch besides her, but she wraps an arm around my torso and grabs at the front of my jeans with the other. "Don't ever stop."
"You only get one sting from me. Ever. But no, we're not through yet. I am going to take you and you are going to claim me as well." I stay positioned in front of her with my hands in place.
"I can't believe it, I almost came there. I have never gotten so close so fast."
"Should I keep touching you, or would you like to switch to something else."
"I'm not sure. I've never been a big fan of hand jobs, but I can feel how years of guitar playing has paid off." In a playful gesture of an answer she pops the button on my cut offs, and slides down my zipper. I'm not wearing anything underneath. The fullness of my engorged manhood pops out into the hot summer air, but her hands are cool and wet from the ice. She grabs the pole of hot tanned meat with her left hand and pulls me up towards her, while with her right she reaches into my shorts, cups my sack and balls and pulls them out, freeing me entirely. I'm forced to slide my hand out from her crotch and rest them diligently on her shoulders and chest, rubbing her juices onto her body. She takes me into her mouth. Hot. Wet. I know how she's feeling. I have to fight to keep from cumming immediately! What the hell? Am I fifteen again?
I have to release her and grasp the back of the couch to support my weight as she grabs my hips and pulls me forward. I'm literally blown away. She doesn't gag even though she drives me right down her throat. She's nosing my pubic bone and licking the seam where my scrotum meets my shaft. Yes, I'm fifteen again. My cock erupts in ecstasy and agony, filling her throat with my milky load. Her eyes bulge open and she looks up my chest and into my gaping maw as I let out a moan of amazement. My eyes meet hers in unbelievability. We keep eye contact as I ever slow slowly pull out of her mouth, watching her lips tremble as they drag along the soft skin of my shaft. I drag a trail of fluid up her tongue along the way, but its too much. She swallows quickly, the entirety of my gift, before she's forced to taste too much.
"I see what you mean." I gasp as I hit the floor with my knees in front of her. "I've never cum that fast in my life! However, a hand job would be a menial repayment at best."
"I wasn't complaining, just surprised. But your right, a hand job would never suffice after that." She rises from the couch and stands in front of me, using her hands she nudges the wet bikini off her hips. I watch a trail of cooze stretch and snap as the cloth falls to the floor. She's freshly shaved and her glistening lips are waiting to be kissed. She reaches down and holds her self open. "See me. Peer into me." I bring myself closer to her, breathing in the aroma of her secrets, watching a tendril of juice stretch from one labia to the other. Falling in an arc of glistening protein, I catch the trail on my tongue as I bring my mouth closer to her opening. I open wide and cup her entire vagina with my mouth as I insert my tongue deep into her orifice. The pressure causes an immediate surge of juices into my throat. After a few seconds I pull away so that she can see she has filled my throat in return. I swallow it eagerly, easily, and open my mouth again in front of her. She takes a step forward and lowers herself back onto my face, putting me back to work servicing her lips and clit. I lick and tickle her clitoris with my tongue as I massage her labia with my lips and fingers. Catching a constant flow of fluid with my bottom lip and pausing every few seconds to swallow. I have never been so filled by a woman. "Oh fuck. I can actually feel myself lubricate. I can feel it coming out of me. I can.. Can I.. Can.. "
"Cum Erica. Cum in my mouth." Grabbing her supple ass with my hands I knock her back down onto the couch and lift her pelvis with my hands and suckle her into my mouth. I reach up with my left hand and pull back the fold of skin attempting to protect her clitoris. It's not having an easy time. She's so hard and wet, a little half-inch cock is sticking out to my joy. I'm giving her a blow job! I suckle the nub into my mouth and start bobbing up and down ever so slightly upon it. I fuck her hole with my tongue while keeping my mouth on her clit the whole time. She starts to cum.
"Fuckohfuckohfuckohfuck!" she pants as she bucks to her orgasmic spasms. The gush is different than that of her normal lubrication. Its hot and thick but also sweet, like corn-syrup and milk. I try to swallow it all, but her bucking and our position is flooding my face and the mixture of cum and saliva dribbles down my chest and into my lap covering my cock with warm spilled secrets.
After minutes that stretch into eternity, she finally collapses onto the couch fully. She lets out a rattling sigh indicating her satisfaction. However, the mess in my crotch has lubricated me and brought me back to full attention. I kiss and suckle my way up her body to eliminate some of the mess, tonguing at her navel and soft under breast flesh, stopping momentarily to suck on her nipples, preventing them from relaxing and feeling them re-erect between my lips. I drag my dry cats tongue up her neck, over the sting, down her jaw line and over her mouth to engage in another kiss and ease my aching cock into the soft folds of her swollen flesh.
"Don't you need a break?" she smiles in exasperation.
"No. You have replenished me!" I bring my face back to hers and suck her bottom lip into my mouth. She bites down on my top lip and we lock in a playful bite. Slow and steady, we thrust to the pulse of our breathing, into each others open mouths, our tongues wrestling with the taste of each others secrets on our breath.
"I've never had it this messy. This wet. This slimy. I'm not sure if I can stand any more, or if I've not yet had enough." I know exactly how she feels. We should be disgusted, but we are enthralled, so excited to finally have at each other. With one hand I scratch open the sting and lower my face onto her shoulder to taste her life again. She wraps her legs around my lower back and pulls me ever so deeper into her body. The pain is exquisite. And she knows that I know, but she attempts it anyway. She starts with a kiss just at my collar, but rises up four inches just under my ear and sucks the flesh. Pulls a hint in between her incisors. Squeeze. The squeeze turns into a pinch. The pinch into a bite. The bite into a sting. She feels my flesh pop and tastes my life flowing into her body. "Mmmmm." She drones into my ear. I lower an inch more and break my word. Kiss. Suck. Squeeze. Pinch Bite. Sting. Her drone becomes a muffled scream, "Mmmpff!" as I hold her head to my neck and we keep the pressure on, stinging each other.
We thrust, hoping it to be endless until our heat has melted the bucket of ice beside us. It falls over and drenches our lower extremities in a flash flood of ice water. Erica releases my neck and screams out as the temperature forces a climax that rocks her body convulsively. Seconds stretching into minutes. She drops her feet to the floor and her legs splash the water soaking into the cushions and drenches us further. I begin to arch my back and she tries to pull away from under me, seeing that I'm about to cum. "Randy, you can't cum inside me!"
"Yes, Mistress Eri!" I belt out as I pull out. She pushes her lovely breasts together giving me an ample and attractive target, but it isn't enough. I clamber over her onto the couch and thrust my throbbing cock into her tight cleavage. Luckily the water has not destroyed all our lubrication and I groan as I slide in and out of her bosom. "I've dreamt of fucking your rack for years!"
"They aren't as big as they used to be." They're just perfect. Perfect enough to support my pulsing shaft and finish what her vagina started. She reaches down with her tongue to tease me to orgasm, but I'm already there. I let out a blast of hot seed and it washes up her tongue, forcing her to taste what she missed earlier. She drops her head back in laughter, like she's read my mind... I pull away and continue to empty myself onto her breasts and cover her nipples with my salty milk. "Fuck, you cum a lot! And that's the second time! I'm a mess!!"
"I'll clean you up!" Smiling, I slide back down onto the floor and cup her breasts in my hands keeping them pressed together. I begin to lick up my seed. Suckling her nipples one last time before I return to reality. I can feel myself start to go flaccid and droop to the floor as the last dregs of my seed leak out onto the floor. Erica reaches down and takes me into her hand and begins to milk out every last drop.
"I wish we coulda came together. I would love to have felt the blast inside." Her hot words and her warm grip gets me going again. Pulse. Pulse. "Oh my gawd. Is there no end to your energy??"
"Mine, yes. Its, no. However, we can always pretend it was inside now that you're clean again." As she turns my re-engorging member towards her to wipe it against her still quivering labia, my knees give in the water with my post-orgasm sensitivity. My cock hardens in the split of a second, knowing where its currently aimed. I fall against her. I fall into her, penetrating her again. Out of no where, we both scream our loudest a****listic scream as we instantaneously cum a third time. This time together. At last. Pulse. Blast. Throb. Blast.
I collapse against her, not even bothering to pull out. Its too late for that. We'll deal with it in the morning. Right now. We're stuck together. Too tired to move. Too satisfied to care. I hope I never wake up.
Randy
Turns out she wasn't a genie, it was Erica. However she looked magical just the same. Erica usedto be one of my closest friends, who when I wrote this was also married to one of my best friends. We've known each other for years. Her husband and I have known each other since high-school! I've always found her pretty. Last night I found her awe inspiring. Of course I was sleeping when I mysteriously found myself at her place. When everything came into focus, I found myself standing just behind her in her old apartment. Even though we are now both married and have moved away from each other, in this dream she was laying alone on the couch in her living room sweltering in the radiant summer heat.
Looking down onto her delicate frame, I was forced to hold my breath. The apartment was deadly quiet. All I could hear was the sound of her breath, rapidly entering and exiting her torso. She was almost hyper-ventilating as she was trying to beat the heat by dragging a cube of ice up and down her ample chest. She must have been on the fourth or fifth cube because the towel she was sitting upon was already damp. In her semi-slouched position the top of her bikini was bulging up, giving me the slightest peek at her erect red nipples. The previously melted ice running rivulets of water down her belly and soaking her tight bikini bottom presenting me with the loveliest camel toe, illustrating her secrets so perfectly. I immediately engorged with blood, raising my body temperature another two degrees. In this heat I almost fainted. To prevent myself from falling I took a silent step toward the couch and reached over to take two cubes from her bucket of ice. Her eyes closed, she saw nothing.
I suck each cube in turn to bring my temperature back down to silent calm. I can tell this is going to be a violent storm. I take a cube into each of my hands and gently place them onto each shoulder. Startled she jumps at my touch and her eyes open.
"Oh! Hello! I didn't hear you come in." She says with a slight smile. "This heat is unbearable."
"Oh, I don't know, you seem to be doing just fine. You just need to 'bare' a little more." I reply with a hint of a school boy giggle. To emphasize I slide my ice clad hands down her chest, right under the black wet triangles of her top. Gooseflesh rips across her skin. Her hand stops at her belly letting her cube melt into a fast stream of water soaking her crotch further. I trace circles around her areolas with the quickly shrinking cubes; I can just feel the buds of her nipples playing with my fingers and palms. Gooseflesh and primal heat causes her clitoris to grow to amazing proportion actually causing a miniature mountain in the centre of her briefs. I release the cubes and remove my hands. With my left I pop the clasp in the centre of her top. With the right I reach further down and steal another cube, and ease it into her bottoms and perform the same circle movements on her vulva and clitoris.
"Fuck Randy, that borders pain and relief, torture and ecstasy."
"Erica, I'm going to get your clit so hard, you'll think its a miniature cock."
"But will you suck it?"
"In time. But right now I'm not finished touching you." As I continue torturing her succulent snatch, I start kneading her neck and shoulders with my free hand. She reaches up and flicks the cups of her top over to expose her luscious breasts. Her red nipples and pink areolas are glaring into me like a demon devouring my soul. I let them. I have never been able to view her this close, to touch her this fully. She's worth damnation. She starts to coo in delight.
"You know, you've explained what a 'bee-sting' is and I think I may have had one, but I'm dying to know for sure."
"Is that a request?" I ask eagerly. She looks up and right into my eyes, I quickly change my viewpoint to match hers and stare deep into those lovely pools.
"No. It's a demand. Sting me!" I slide over the back of the couch keeping my left hand behind her head and on her left shoulder. I pivot my right arm and cup her entire vagina in my right hand. She is overpowering the cooling water with the heat of her loins. I kneel beside her and bring my lips to her ear.
"Yes, Mistress Eri." I breathe the words into her ear raising the gooseflesh up her shoulders and neck. I lightly nibble the lobe and suck it into my mouth. Slide a kiss down her neck, under the jaw line. Four inches further where her neck meets her shoulders. The crook just above the collar calls to me. I lick and kiss, and finally a slight suck. I pull the faintest hint of flesh in between my teeth. Like biting a fingernail. Only the slightest millimeter of skin. And gently squeeze with my incisors. The squeeze becomes a pinch. The pinch becomes a bite. Her back arches as I slide my left hand down and pinch her breast ruby. The fingers on my right find their way into her slit as she thrusts forward from her arch.
"Oh gawd, they failed. They tried and they failed." She gasps, rasps, and thrusts against my hand, flooding my palm, mixing the now warm water with her hot lusty liquid. The bite becomes a sting. The flesh opens over so slightly. Three pores burst forth a mixture of sweat and blood. This will be the smallest yet darkest hickey she's ever had. She is not mine, but I mark her anyway. The bug has been here. I finish the sting with a suckling kiss and pull the taste of her blood and sweat onto my tongue. I look into her eyes again and place a lingering kiss on her lips. My eyes slightly open, I watch her eyes widen as she realizes I've lost all my reserve and am going to satisfy our moderate curiosity. I part her lips with my tongue and she tastes the hint of her blood on me. The mix of her blood, her sweat and our saliva is like wine on our lips and our first real kiss fails and fades into a glorious smile mixed with laughter. Can we really go through with this? I'm about to remove my hands from her body and sit down on the couch besides her, but she wraps an arm around my torso and grabs at the front of my jeans with the other. "Don't ever stop."
"You only get one sting from me. Ever. But no, we're not through yet. I am going to take you and you are going to claim me as well." I stay positioned in front of her with my hands in place.
"I can't believe it, I almost came there. I have never gotten so close so fast."
"Should I keep touching you, or would you like to switch to something else."
"I'm not sure. I've never been a big fan of hand jobs, but I can feel how years of guitar playing has paid off." In a playful gesture of an answer she pops the button on my cut offs, and slides down my zipper. I'm not wearing anything underneath. The fullness of my engorged manhood pops out into the hot summer air, but her hands are cool and wet from the ice. She grabs the pole of hot tanned meat with her left hand and pulls me up towards her, while with her right she reaches into my shorts, cups my sack and balls and pulls them out, freeing me entirely. I'm forced to slide my hand out from her crotch and rest them diligently on her shoulders and chest, rubbing her juices onto her body. She takes me into her mouth. Hot. Wet. I know how she's feeling. I have to fight to keep from cumming immediately! What the hell? Am I fifteen again?
I have to release her and grasp the back of the couch to support my weight as she grabs my hips and pulls me forward. I'm literally blown away. She doesn't gag even though she drives me right down her throat. She's nosing my pubic bone and licking the seam where my scrotum meets my shaft. Yes, I'm fifteen again. My cock erupts in ecstasy and agony, filling her throat with my milky load. Her eyes bulge open and she looks up my chest and into my gaping maw as I let out a moan of amazement. My eyes meet hers in unbelievability. We keep eye contact as I ever slow slowly pull out of her mouth, watching her lips tremble as they drag along the soft skin of my shaft. I drag a trail of fluid up her tongue along the way, but its too much. She swallows quickly, the entirety of my gift, before she's forced to taste too much.
"I see what you mean." I gasp as I hit the floor with my knees in front of her. "I've never cum that fast in my life! However, a hand job would be a menial repayment at best."
"I wasn't complaining, just surprised. But your right, a hand job would never suffice after that." She rises from the couch and stands in front of me, using her hands she nudges the wet bikini off her hips. I watch a trail of cooze stretch and snap as the cloth falls to the floor. She's freshly shaved and her glistening lips are waiting to be kissed. She reaches down and holds her self open. "See me. Peer into me." I bring myself closer to her, breathing in the aroma of her secrets, watching a tendril of juice stretch from one labia to the other. Falling in an arc of glistening protein, I catch the trail on my tongue as I bring my mouth closer to her opening. I open wide and cup her entire vagina with my mouth as I insert my tongue deep into her orifice. The pressure causes an immediate surge of juices into my throat. After a few seconds I pull away so that she can see she has filled my throat in return. I swallow it eagerly, easily, and open my mouth again in front of her. She takes a step forward and lowers herself back onto my face, putting me back to work servicing her lips and clit. I lick and tickle her clitoris with my tongue as I massage her labia with my lips and fingers. Catching a constant flow of fluid with my bottom lip and pausing every few seconds to swallow. I have never been so filled by a woman. "Oh fuck. I can actually feel myself lubricate. I can feel it coming out of me. I can.. Can I.. Can.. "
"Cum Erica. Cum in my mouth." Grabbing her supple ass with my hands I knock her back down onto the couch and lift her pelvis with my hands and suckle her into my mouth. I reach up with my left hand and pull back the fold of skin attempting to protect her clitoris. It's not having an easy time. She's so hard and wet, a little half-inch cock is sticking out to my joy. I'm giving her a blow job! I suckle the nub into my mouth and start bobbing up and down ever so slightly upon it. I fuck her hole with my tongue while keeping my mouth on her clit the whole time. She starts to cum.
"Fuckohfuckohfuckohfuck!" she pants as she bucks to her orgasmic spasms. The gush is different than that of her normal lubrication. Its hot and thick but also sweet, like corn-syrup and milk. I try to swallow it all, but her bucking and our position is flooding my face and the mixture of cum and saliva dribbles down my chest and into my lap covering my cock with warm spilled secrets.
After minutes that stretch into eternity, she finally collapses onto the couch fully. She lets out a rattling sigh indicating her satisfaction. However, the mess in my crotch has lubricated me and brought me back to full attention. I kiss and suckle my way up her body to eliminate some of the mess, tonguing at her navel and soft under breast flesh, stopping momentarily to suck on her nipples, preventing them from relaxing and feeling them re-erect between my lips. I drag my dry cats tongue up her neck, over the sting, down her jaw line and over her mouth to engage in another kiss and ease my aching cock into the soft folds of her swollen flesh.
"Don't you need a break?" she smiles in exasperation.
"No. You have replenished me!" I bring my face back to hers and suck her bottom lip into my mouth. She bites down on my top lip and we lock in a playful bite. Slow and steady, we thrust to the pulse of our breathing, into each others open mouths, our tongues wrestling with the taste of each others secrets on our breath.
"I've never had it this messy. This wet. This slimy. I'm not sure if I can stand any more, or if I've not yet had enough." I know exactly how she feels. We should be disgusted, but we are enthralled, so excited to finally have at each other. With one hand I scratch open the sting and lower my face onto her shoulder to taste her life again. She wraps her legs around my lower back and pulls me ever so deeper into her body. The pain is exquisite. And she knows that I know, but she attempts it anyway. She starts with a kiss just at my collar, but rises up four inches just under my ear and sucks the flesh. Pulls a hint in between her incisors. Squeeze. The squeeze turns into a pinch. The pinch into a bite. The bite into a sting. She feels my flesh pop and tastes my life flowing into her body. "Mmmmm." She drones into my ear. I lower an inch more and break my word. Kiss. Suck. Squeeze. Pinch Bite. Sting. Her drone becomes a muffled scream, "Mmmpff!" as I hold her head to my neck and we keep the pressure on, stinging each other.
We thrust, hoping it to be endless until our heat has melted the bucket of ice beside us. It falls over and drenches our lower extremities in a flash flood of ice water. Erica releases my neck and screams out as the temperature forces a climax that rocks her body convulsively. Seconds stretching into minutes. She drops her feet to the floor and her legs splash the water soaking into the cushions and drenches us further. I begin to arch my back and she tries to pull away from under me, seeing that I'm about to cum. "Randy, you can't cum inside me!"
"Yes, Mistress Eri!" I belt out as I pull out. She pushes her lovely breasts together giving me an ample and attractive target, but it isn't enough. I clamber over her onto the couch and thrust my throbbing cock into her tight cleavage. Luckily the water has not destroyed all our lubrication and I groan as I slide in and out of her bosom. "I've dreamt of fucking your rack for years!"
"They aren't as big as they used to be." They're just perfect. Perfect enough to support my pulsing shaft and finish what her vagina started. She reaches down with her tongue to tease me to orgasm, but I'm already there. I let out a blast of hot seed and it washes up her tongue, forcing her to taste what she missed earlier. She drops her head back in laughter, like she's read my mind... I pull away and continue to empty myself onto her breasts and cover her nipples with my salty milk. "Fuck, you cum a lot! And that's the second time! I'm a mess!!"
"I'll clean you up!" Smiling, I slide back down onto the floor and cup her breasts in my hands keeping them pressed together. I begin to lick up my seed. Suckling her nipples one last time before I return to reality. I can feel myself start to go flaccid and droop to the floor as the last dregs of my seed leak out onto the floor. Erica reaches down and takes me into her hand and begins to milk out every last drop.
"I wish we coulda came together. I would love to have felt the blast inside." Her hot words and her warm grip gets me going again. Pulse. Pulse. "Oh my gawd. Is there no end to your energy??"
"Mine, yes. Its, no. However, we can always pretend it was inside now that you're clean again." As she turns my re-engorging member towards her to wipe it against her still quivering labia, my knees give in the water with my post-orgasm sensitivity. My cock hardens in the split of a second, knowing where its currently aimed. I fall against her. I fall into her, penetrating her again. Out of no where, we both scream our loudest a****listic scream as we instantaneously cum a third time. This time together. At last. Pulse. Blast. Throb. Blast.
I collapse against her, not even bothering to pull out. Its too late for that. We'll deal with it in the morning. Right now. We're stuck together. Too tired to move. Too satisfied to care. I hope I never wake up.
Randy
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