In Search Of A Redhead free porn video

I had always heard that redheads are great in bed and I’d never had the pleasure to find out for myself, so I went in search of one…or two.


In my thirty-four years, I've been fortunate enough to have f******n ladies in my bed. But I've never had a redhead! And I want one. So, my New Year's resolution was to find one and get her into bed, or at least on her knees.
It was the end of February and I was about to give up looking when I turned down the frozen dinners aisle at Wal-Mart and saw a lovely older redhead. I said to myself, “Hmm. Older could be nice. She’s not bad actually.” So, I bumped my cart into hers and that gave me a reason to talk to her.
“Oh, I’m so sorry! I should be watching where I’m going instead of looking for dinner.”
She laughed and said, “That’s okay. That’s how people shop.”
Her name was Helen and she was not the slightest bit afraid to tell me that she was thirty-nine years old. As we talked, she got more attractive. She had beautiful red hair, cute bangs, which I love, green eyes, and a nice smile. Her mouth was large so she probably could deep throat my eight-inch cock with no problem. I could easily imagine putting my hand on the top of her head and pushing her to her knees and I was going to do just that if I got the chance.
She wasn’t wearing a wedding ring, so that was a good sign. And she lingered to talk to me, so she was very friendly and maybe lonely. Those were both good signs as well.
We exchanged the normal questions like, "Do you live around here?" and "Where do you work?" Helen was growing on me and my eyes kept wandering to her beautiful red hair.
So, before she could say anything, I said, “I have to tell you that you have beautiful red hair. Sorry for staring.”
“Oh, that’s a nice thing to say. Thank you! I don’t think a guy has ever told me that before.”
“Really? I don’t know why not.”
We both just paused and looked into each other's eyes. I don't know what was running through her mind, but in my mind, I was fucking her slowly as she moaned in my ear.
“You know Helen, we just met minutes ago, but I’m wondering if you would have dinner with me sometime.”
“I would love to, Bill. You must have been reading my mind.”
“This is weird, but for a moment there, I felt like our minds were connected or something. Time seemed to stop for a few seconds as our souls communicated.”
That wasn’t a line of BS. I really did feel that. I’ve had that feeling only once before with a cute little twenty-five-year-old I knew at church. I was married at the time, but we both knew that there was an attraction between us. We had looked at each other and everything stopped for a few seconds as our souls seemed to say something that I couldn’t interpret.
Anyway, I asked Helen for dinner Friday night and she eagerly accepted. Something told me that she was going to be an easy lay. Something about the way she smiled at me after that seemed to say, “I’m going to enjoy you in my bed.”
- - - - -
Come Friday night and my date with Helen. We ate slowly and talked…and we talked. She got more gorgeous the more I learned about her. She was so easy-going, open, friendly, humorous, and the way she laughed at my jokes was endearing. By the time we left the restaurant, I wanted her desperately and I think she knew it.
“Well, what would you like to do? It’s too late for a movie.”
Helen leaned in and whispered in my ear, “I think we should go back to my place and have another glass of wine. I’m not quite tipsy enough yet.”
“That’s a fabulous idea.” I rarely try to bed a girl on our first date, but I thought Helen was ready. And I so needed to fuck a redhead.
When we got to her apartment, she poured our wine and handed me my glass. She gave me a naughty or maybe a seductive look as she sipped her wine.
As I had been wanting to do all night, I reached out and ran my fingers through her long red hair. She closed her eyes as though she wanted to enjoy the feel of my fingers.
“You really do have gorgeous red hair, Helen.”
She smiled, put her free hand around my waist, and pulled herself to me. "You told me that the other day."
“That’s right I did.”
Then she pulled her body against me and whispered in my ear, “I love to give head, too.”
I almost choked on my wine and said, “Do you really?”
“I know that must shock you, but I just had to tell you. It will save a lot of time. And I’m in a hurry to get you into bed.”
Helen was either extremely honest and always said what she was thinking, or the wine was talking. Either way, I was going to take advantage of the situation.
I took her glass and mine and sat them on the kitchen counter, then put my arms around her waist and pulled her tightly against me for a passionate kiss. We were both hungry for sex and started to hump and grind against one another.
Then as my mind had envisioned on our first meeting, I put my hand on the top of Helen’s head and gently pushed her to her knees. She willingly went down and was rubbing the bulge in my pants before she was all the way down.
She smiled up at me and said, “You know what I want don’t you?”
I was feeling forceful and quite randy, so I unzipped my pants, pulled my hard cock out, and with one hand still on her head, I pushed my cock into her mouth.
“Mmm!” Helen seemed to protest my forcefulness.
But I couldn’t wait. I had to fuck her mouth, so I took both hands and started to fuck her, going all the way down her throat. And as I had guessed, she didn’t gag on it. Wow, she did love to give head! She ran her tongue under my cock to massage it as I pushed it in and out of her throat. She moaned and gulped on it and put her hands on my ass to control my pace.
Then she pulled away and said, “I want you to cum in my mouth. Okay?”
I didn’t answer and just pulled her head back on my cock. She moaned softly until it got so far down her throat that she couldn’t. I held my cock deep in her throat and made fists with her hair so I could feel every sensation of her warm, wet mouth. Cumming in her throat was going to be a mind-blowing experience.
I looked down at her red head impaled on my manhood and couldn't hold back any longer. I started to shoot off. Long, hard, shots of cum spurted into Helen's throat from my exploding cock. She coughed on the first one but managed to swallow it all.
My cock seemed to spurt for five minutes as I pulled her head to my stomach, felt her soft hair between my fingers, and felt my cock jerking in her throat. I didn’t want it to ever end. It was the strongest climax I’d ever had. My knees almost buckled, but I held her head tightly until my cock was well through.
I eased my pressure on Helen’s head, but she kept my cock in her throat, somehow stroking it with her neck. Each time she did, it would jerk. She really was enjoying my cock and was reluctant to let it go. She kept sucking and stroking with her neck until it was almost flaccid. Then she pulled her head off of my cock and stood up.
“Mmm! I really did like that,” she said as she kissed me lightly on the lips and reached for our wine glasses.
“I did too.”
“No k**ding.”
She led me to the bedroom where she started to undress me. When I was naked, she did a very seductive striptease, the crawled on the bed.
“Now, show me how good you are in bed.”
Helen was good in bed, but nothing special; not what I was expecting from a redhead. We dated for about three months and then decided that our relationship had run its course. It had been great but was going nowhere. I think she was really looking for a husband and came to realized that I was not looking for a wife.
- - - - -
The next step in my plan to finding a redhead was to hit all the high-end bars every Saturday night. It took five weeks before I saw her walk in. She was with another girl, but I zeroed in on her and her lovely red hair.
She was simply gorgeous with long red hair, green eyes, inviting lips, and I wanted her the very instant I saw her. I could imagine slowly pushing my cock down her throat and moaning when it began to shoot off. I would be straddling her chest and leaning forward over her face, her eyes looking up at me. I just had to get my hands into her gorgeous red hair and to drag my cock through her cute bangs!
I waited until the live music started, then asked her to dance. Her friend had to encourage her, but she finally agreed.
I had slipped the band a hundred bucks to play two slow songs in a row, so Barbara and I danced and talked the whole time. It was nice to hold her body near me; to feel her little waist in my arms; to smell her perfume. She was twenty-nine years old and had been divorced for six months; that night was her first night out and she wasn’t ready to date yet. But I did manage to get her phone number, so that was a good sign.
I waited four days to call Barbara and she seemed happy to hear from me. We talked for almost an hour and I thought she was warming up to the idea of going out with me. But I didn’t ask her out; not yet. I wanted her to wonder how interested I was and I didn’t want her to think I was too eager.
I waited another four days and called Barbara again. This time I asked her out and she readily accepted. Friday night we would have dinner and go to one of the latest movies.
When I picked her up, she looked so good that I almost changed my plan, which was to not try to get her into bed until date number three. She was wearing black loose-fitting slacks and a black blouse. The black complemented her red hair. Barbara definitely knew how to make herself attractive to a man. I thought, “Is she making a special effort just for me or does she always dress so attractively when she goes out?”
But I didn't want to push it, so I stuck to my plan. We had a nice dinner and went to the movie and arrived back at her house at around eleven. Much to my surprise, she invited me in for a glass of wine.
We sat and talked for a couple of hours when I noticed that she could hardly keep her eyes open.
“I should go. Your eyes are heavy and I’ve overstayed my welcome.”
“No. You don’t have to go. It’s just been a long day and the wine relaxes me.”
“That’s exactly why I should go. Besides, it’s raining hard outside and it will take me an hour to get home.”
“Then you should stay. The last thing I want is for you to have an accident because you’re tired. I have a guest room that will be perfect for you.”
“You don’t need to do that. I’ll be fine.”
“No. I insist. Stay here tonight and go home tomorrow. I’ll even cook you breakfast.”
I looked into her beautiful green eyes and could tell that she really did want me to stay, so I said yes.
“Great. Then it’s settled. Let me get the guest room ready for you. You stay right here.”
“Don’t go to any trouble.”
“No, no. I’ll just make sure everything’s there for you.”
She left and returned five minutes later. I was pretending to have fallen asleep on the sofa. Barbara kneeled down beside me and looked at me for a long time. I don’t know what she was thinking, but I felt like she was assessing me or something.
“Bill,” she whispered and gently shook my shoulder.
I woke up. “Oh sorry. I didn’t realize how tired I was.”
“See? I’m glad you agreed to stay. Now come to bed.”
I chuckled and said, “That sounds provocative.”
She laughed and said, “You know what I mean. Come on.”
- - - - -
It was sometime later when I was asleep, that Barbara slipped into bed with me.
“Hey!” I whispered. I was shocked and excited.
“Do you mind if we just cuddle? I miss that so much. I don’t sleep well alone.”
“Of course not. I’m the same way. I love to cuddle.”
She turned around and spooned up against me as I put one arm under her neck and one around her waist. She fit me perfectly and I knew right away that I was not going to sleep the rest of the night. How could I with a gorgeous redhead in my arms? She was wearing a short satin gown, black of course, and I was wearing only my boxer shorts.
She seemed to go right to sleep, so I just held her and let my cock grow and push against her nice butt. She u*********sly pushed against it in her sleep. I guess that was an u*********s habit that came from having been married.
Then just when I thought I couldn’t stand it any longer. Barbara turned over and kissed me deeply as one hand wandered down to my cock. It was pressing so hard to get out of my shorts that all she had to do was to open the fly slightly and out it popped…all eight inches ready for action. It had been throbbing for an hour, so it was not going to wait any longer.
“Oh Bill, it’s not like me to seduce a man, but you are so nice and I need to have sex so badly. Don’t hate me in the morning.”
“I won’t. I’ve been laying here wondering how I was going to make it through the night with you in my arms without making love to you.”
She was already sliding down the bed toward my erection, which she had firmly gripped in her hand. When her face was aligned with my cock, she quickly took it into her mouth and started to suck and bob.
I took her head in my hands so I could feel it bobbing. Her gorgeous hair felt soft between my fingers.
“Whoa, whoa, Barbara. You’ll make me cum.”
“I want you to.”
“But I want to get between your legs and make love to you.”
I guess she agreed because she stopped sucking me and moved up beside me where we kissed hungrily as I rolled on top of her. She eagerly spread her legs to invite me between them.
Before I could do anything else, she reached down and guided my cock to her pussy. As I slowly pushed into her, she wrapped her legs around me and angled her hips up to receive me.
“Mmm. You’re so hard. Fuck me nice and slow so I can feel every inch of you,” she whispered in my ear as I kissed her neck.
I grabbed her head in both hands as we fucked slowly. It was hard for me to keep it slow, but Barbara loved it slow so that’s what I gave her.
Her moaning increased, but her thrusting remained slow. She was approaching an orgasm, unlike any girl I'd ever been with. She groaned loudly and bit my shoulder, but kept her thrusting slow. She had unbelievable control.
"Fuck me nice and slow, Bill. Just like this. I'm going to cum so hard," she whispered, then went back to biting my shoulder. I was going to have bite marks to remember her by but loved every second of the way she fucked. I wanted to increase my pace but pushed deeper instead…so deep that Barbara cried out.
“Oh god! You’re so deep in me! Fuck me hard now!”
So, I started to thrust into her harder and faster and we both came immediately. Barbara moaned loudly and grabbed my hair with one hand and dug her fingernails into my back with the other.
“I’m cumming! I’m cumming! Cum inside me! Please cum inside me,” she begged.
I pushed deep into her body and started to shoot off. I could feel my cum surging through the length of my cock and spurting out the head.
Barbara locked her legs tightly around me and pulled hard to push my cock so deep into her that it hit her cervix and wouldn’t go any further.
“Oh my god! You’re cumming! Mmm! Mmm! Fuck! You’re so good!”
We both continued to climax for what seemed like three minutes. We weren't thrusting but were holding our bodies together, locked into an orgasm as her body stiffened and quaked. She moaned so long that I started to wonder where her breath was coming from.
My climax was long over and she was still pulling me into her body so hard that my pelvic bone was hurting. She kept moaning and moaning. Her orgasm was so good and so overdue and she intended to hold on to it until it was over.
Finally, she relaxed her legs and let them fall to the bed. She just collapsed under me, totally exhausted.
I rolled over and pulled her on top of me where she laid her head on my shoulder to catch her breath. We were both panting hard and totally spent and quickly went to sleep.
Five hours later I woke up and Barbara was still laying on me sleeping, her red hair cascading across my arm. She didn’t feel heavy at all. She just felt lovely and I could have held her all day.
I started to run my fingers through her hair and relive our lovemaking the night before. Barbara was a very sexual girl who needed sex and hadn’t been getting it. Last night she got from me what she needed. I felt used and loved it.
“Good morning, Bill. I could lie here all day if you’d let me,” she said in a sleepy voice without raising her head.
“I was just thinking that I would love for you to do just that.”
She just moaned and wiggled closer to me, if that was possible.
As I ran my hand down to her nice, round ass, my cock started to grow. It pushed itself up between her legs as if to say, “Hey! I’m awake, too.”
She raised her head off of my shoulder, looked at me with sleepy eyes, and whispered, "Fuck me again. I want you between my legs again."
Without saying a word, we rolled over and repeated our lovemaking of the night before. She loved to fuck slowly until the very last second before her orgasm hit. It was an amazing way to fuck and feel every sensation of our bodies. What a delightful discovery she had given me!
After we recovered from that, we showered together. I lathered her whole body and held her against me. She humped her soapy ass against my soapy cock, but it refused to rise to the occasion. I shampooed her gorgeous red hair, which was a new experience for her…and she loved it.
As I was lathering her hair, she dropped to her knees and took me into her warm mouth and sucked and licked, but my stallion would not cooperate. He needed more rest.
“That’s okay,” she said as she smiled and kissed me. “I can wait.”
As promised, Barbara fixed us breakfast and we talked. She was such a lovely girl. I couldn't imagine why her husband had been unfaithful to her.
“He had steak at home. Why would he go out and find hamburger?”
She laughed and said, “I don’t know. I tried to keep him happy in bed, but I guess he wanted more.”
We talked a few more minutes and I said, “I think my stallion is ready now.”
“Oh? Well, I’ll just have to take care of him, won’t I?” She gave me seductive smile that made me believe that she was just waiting to hear me say that.
Barbara moved to her knees in front of me, slowly rubbed my cock through my boxer shorts (that’s all I was wearing), and smiled again as if to say, “I’ve been waiting for this.” Then she pulled my cock out slowly, licked it up one side and down the other, and then twirled her tongue around the head. Then she stroked it gently as she sucked the head.
I grabbed her head in my hands to feel her gorgeous red hair. She moaned and kept sucking. Then I pulled, forcing my cock down her throat.
“Agg!” Barbara gagged hard, but let me hold her head tight with my cock in her throat.
“Agg!” She gagged again. She was being a real trouper to let me hold her head and fuck her throat like that and not struggle to pull away.
Every time she gagged, it squeezed the head of my cock, driving me closer to a climax. I didn’t even have to thrust. All I had to do was hold her head steady with my cock in her throat, and her gagging stimulated me so much that I started to shoot of.
My cum pumping down her throat made her gag and cough, but she managed to hold it and swallow every drop.
I looked down at the top of her head as she gagged and swallowed and remembered the words of the actor, Elliot Gould when he was married to Barbra Streisand: “The most attractive part of a woman is the top of her head.”
When my cock was through spurting, I reluctantly release her head and she pulled away, sucking hard to get every drop of cum.
“Mmm. I love to gag on your cock. Is that weird?”
“No. It’s very sexy and feels great to me.”
- - - - -
I continued to see Barbara for around two months when one day she informed me that she was getting back together with her ex-husband. I was shocked, but happy for her if it worked out.
And I was relieved. I was not developing feelings for her beyond the great sex. That was not good for either of us, so things worked out for the best.
- - - - -
I was happy with the two redheads I’d found and fucked. They had given me great memories that would last a lifetime, so I concentrated on my job and didn’t date much for several months.
Then I got a call from my manager telling me that he had just hired a new female Ph.D. and if I had a minute, he would bring her down for an introduction.
“You’ll probably be working with her in the lab. Her doctorate is in microbiology.”
"Okay, Don. I'll be here until five."
“Great! We’ll be right down.”
I looked up from my desk when they walked through the door. Don had knocked and come in. I almost fainted when I saw her! My mouth probably dropped open as well.
“Hey Bill, this is Rosemary, our new microbiologist.”
I stood up and shook her hand when she walked to my desk and extended it.
“It’s so good to meet you. Don said that we might be working together in the lab.”
I was so taken by her that I couldn’t answer right away. I just held her hand and looked at her gorgeous long red hair, green eyes, and perfect little body. She was the most devastatingly beautiful girl I’d ever met. Her hair was so long that I’m sure she would sit on it if she didn’t swing it to one side. It was wavy and shiny and begging me to scrunch it in my hand or wrap it around my cock and give her a facial.
In the few awkward seconds that I stood there like a dummy holding her hand, my mind imagined bending her over my desk, pulling her arms behind her, and fucking her hard until she came. But my mind wasn’t through yet. Before I came, I would push her to her knees and fuck her mouth and shot my load down her throat, making her cough and gag.
~~~~~~
Rosemary was thinking, “Oh my GOD! How will I be able to work with this guy without pushing him to the floor and riding his cock for an hour? I’ll be thinking all day about sucking him off and wondering if he has a big load.”
~~~~~~
“Hi, Rosemary! That’s probably right. We’ve needed a microbiologist for quite a while.”
We were staring into each other’s eyes just slowly shaking hands until Don cleared his throat, breaking the spell.
Don said, “Well, right. I’ll just take her ‘round to meet the other department heads.”
I reluctantly released her hand and she turned and walked out the door, but looked back at me with a smile.
It thought, “Damn! How am I going to work with her every day without pushing her to her knees to make her give me a quick blowjob in the storage room?”
- - - - -
After two days of orientation, Rosemary showed up in the lab, ready to go to work. I walked her around, introduced her to the techs and other researchers, and then showed her where she would be working.
She asked, “Can I come to you with any questions I might have?”
“Of course. I’m always available.”
She gave me a seductive smile and said, “Even available for a drink after work?”
My heart skipped a beat and I said, “I was about to ask you that question.”
“Well, I guess we’ll have drinks after work then.”
“I look forward to it.”
- - - - -
As we sat in the booth at Al’s Bar & Grill, we talked and sipped our drinks. Rosemary was so gorgeous that I just had to say something. So, I reached across the table and ran my fingers down through her soft red hair.
“Rosemary, I’ve just got to tell you how much I love your gorgeous red hair. I’ve been wanting to touch it all day.”
She smiled and said, “Have you now. Guys seem to like my hair.”
We looked into each other’s eyes for a long time as I continued to run my hand through her hair. My fantasies of her were more vivid now. I was stroking her hair as she knelt at my feet giving me a fantastic blowjob. Her red head was bobbing up and down and the sucking sounds she was making made me shoot off so hard that she jerked back in surprise.
“Yo-ho! Bill, where are you?”
Rosemary was waving her hand in front of my face. I had been lost in my fantasy.
"Oh, I'm sorry, but I was just thinking about you, to be honest."
“Were you really! What were you thinking that made you check out like that?”
“Umm, maybe you don’t want to know.”
She leaned over nearer to me and said, “Yes I do. Tell me.”
“Rosemary, we just met, so I don’t think I should.”
She stuck out her lower lip as if to pout. “Please. Maybe I’ll like it.”
I looked at her as I toyed with the question of telling her or not. Then I decided just to take the chance and do it.
“Okay. I was thinking that you are so gorgeous that I can’t resist you any longer. So, I was fantasizing that I took you to my apartment and we made love all night.”
“That’s what made you check out like that?”
“Well, it was the vivid details of my fantasy that did it.”
“Then tell me the vivid details. I love a good sex story.”
“I’m not very good at telling stories. I’m more into doing than telling.”
Rosemary looked into my eyes for a long time, gave me that seductive smile, and said, "Well, in that case, we should go to your apartment and you can show me."
That shocked the hell out of me. Rosemary was seducing me on our first date! Well, it wasn’t even a date and here we were about to go to my apartment to have sex!
- - - - -
No sooner than I had closed the door than Rosemary put her arms around my neck and said, “Bill, I wanted you the moment we met last week and I’m glad to see that you feel the same.” Then she kissed me deeply, her tongue explored my mouth.
I pulled her close and she moaned and pressed her crotch against mine. I ran my hands up and down her back to feel her long red hair in my hands. My cock was getting so hard that I felt like to would explode if I didn't get it out of confinement.
“Mmm. I feel your hard cock, Bill. Is that for me?”
“You know it is.”
"Can I have it any way I want?"
Oh my god! I’d never been asked that before. My mind went into overdrive with visions of what Rosemary would do. Would she drop to her knees and give me a blowjob? Would she want me to fuck her doggie style or missionary? I was thinking the blowjob first, then the missionary fuck.
“Of course. Do whatever you want. I’m yours for the night.”
“Mmm good, because I like to take charge.”
She kissed me again and whispered, “Take off your clothes. Let me look at your body and think about how I want to fuck it.”
I thought, “Jeez! She does like to take control.”
So, I quickly, but not eagerly, took off all my clothes and stood there before her with my cock standing straight out at attention.
Without taking her eyes off of my cock, she removed all of her clothes to reveal the most perfect body I’d seen in years. She had perfectly plump boobs, erect nipples, a flat tummy, and a shaved pussy with only a small triangular patch of red hair above it. Then, of course, her long red hair was cascading down her back and down over her boobs almost all the way to her pussy, which was swollen and ready. She was aroused already and we had just begun!
Then Rosemary walked over to me and without kissing me, took my cock in her hand and dropped to her knees.
Then without looking up she said, “I hope you can hold back for a long time because I love to give head and you’ve got the nicest cock I’ve ever seen!”
Then she started the most amazing blowjob! She licked my cock up and down while fondling my balls. When it was nice and wet, she stroked it a few times, sucked the head to get the pre-cum that was oozing out, then pushed her head forward and took my eight-inch cock all the way down her throat. I grabbed her head and pulled it hard to push another inch into her throat. She let me thrust into her throat for as long as I wanted, breathing only when she had the opportunity. She had now let me take charge of her head and throat; letting me fuck it for as long as I wanted.
She never gagged one time, and I was so deep in her throat that she could rarely moan. She pushed my legs further apart so she could use both hands to massage my balls. Rosemary sure did know how to give a great blowjob and I was having trouble holding back my climax. My intent was for her to have sore jaws and a sore throat in the morning when she came to work; sore from giving me such a long blowjob.
But that didn’t happen. I took on glance down at her red head pushed hard against my crotch with my cock deep in her tight throat and I started to shoot off. Spurt after hard spurt of cum shot down her throat. That’s when she gagged. The surge of cum was so massive that she couldn’t handle it. She gagged twice and coughed once, then settled down to swallowing everything.
When my cumming was over, she pulled back with a moan, and sucked my cock dry, took it into her throat one more time, then stood up.
“Wow!” she whispered. “I loved that. You must let me do that every day or I’ll go crazy.”
“That would be great if it were possible. Let me take you to bed.”
Rosemary threw her long hair above her head on the bed as she laid down. She spread her legs wide and said, “Now eat me the way I ate you. I really need it.”
I lightly kissed and bit the inside of her thigh as I moved towards her gorgeous pussy. It was swollen, wet, and ready as I pushed my tongue into its folds and explored every inch, and then moved up to her prominent clit and sucked it between my lips. Rosemary was moaning and thrusting, but when I touched her clit, she groaned loudly and grabbed my head.
“Oh FUCK! I’m cumming! Don’t stop!”
She was having an orgasm already. It was a strong one that seemed to abuse her body as it traveled through it. It ended as spasms in her legs when they went stiff and the muscles quivered uncontrollably. Then she stopped me.
“Wait, wait. That orgasm was so strong that is almost hurt.”
I crawled up beside her and she cuddled to me and laid her head on my shoulder as I ran my fingers through her hair.
“That was so amazing! I should have told you that oral sets me off faster than anything else.”
“That’s okay. I enjoyed your orgasm, too.”
“Let me rest a little, then you can fuck me any way you like.”
We went to sleep for an hour while I was in a dream world of sex with Rosemary. When I woke up, I rolled her onto her back and kissed her on her neck and shoulders as I worked my way between her legs.
“Mmm. Are you going to fuck me now?” she said sleepily.
“Yes, I am,” I whispered in her ear.
“Okay.”
Looking at that gorgeous redhead under me made my cock hard as a rock. She was still almost asleep as I rammed my cock into her all the way with one quick, hard thrust.
“Oh god! Fuck me hard, baby.”
I took her wrists and pinned them to the bed and fucked her hard for no more than two minutes when I started to shoot off. Her long red hair was flowing over the bed and off the side. She groaned loudly with each thrust I made into her body.
“Mmm! I feel you cumming. FUCK! I’m going to cum, too! Fuck me! Fuck me!”
I released her hands and laid down on her and held her tight as we both climaxed. As before, her body shuddered as an orgasm coursed through it. Did she cry out in agony as though in pain; or was it pleasure? Her legs were locked around my waist helping me push into her as she came.
“Hold me, Bill. Fuck! It’s so good!”
We were both late for work the next day. We were so exhausted by our lovemaking that we fell asleep and slept until seven in the morning. She raced home and I jumped in the shower. She came rushing in twenty minutes after me.
Rosemary and I dated for six months before we got married. She was the most amazing girl in bed I could ever imagine and I was not going to let her go. Her gorgeous red hair is now down to the back of her knees. I won’t let her cut it. She uses it to get what she wants from me. All she has to do is toss it around a few times and give me one her signature blowjobs and I’ll give her anything.