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Actress & Me (Part 5 The Awards)

This is a series on the Movie business, and it will take many parts to tell the whole story. it is based on my book called We Did It Our Way. If you enjoy the story please vote Remember that this purely fictional

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Homeless

When she first came into the shelter, I had no idea what adventure she would take me on…

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Late Evenings Parts 2 & 3

Part 2
The morning after the surprise evening with Delia, Judy didn’t mention what had happened and didn’t seem interested in talking about it. After seeing her so lewdly enjoying sex, I was hoping and expecting that our sex life had taken a change for the much better. Later in the morning after she had showered, the kids had eaten and were at an all day soccer tournament with our neighbor, I walked up behind Judy in the kitchen and pushed my hard dick against her ass and reached around to fondle her tits. Ever since I had woken up, I was more than ready to fuck again and I couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened. I felt like I was going to start cumming just thinking about it.
But, as soon as I got my hands on Judy, she tensed up and I could tell she wasn’t interested in fucking. She just stood there motionless and asked me what I was doing. I said “I’m playing with your gorgeous boobs and I really want to fuck your brains out right now.” She said “Why?” and I responded by telling her how hot she was. I said, “I’m super horny and really need to fuck you right now. I really, really need to get off.” She said she wasn’t in the mood. I was real disappointed that nothing had changed – I was usually ‘in the mood’ and she never was. Same old story.
This time, however, I was so worked up that I decided to take a chance. I let go of Judy and as she turned around, I pulled out my dick and started stroking it while looking at her. She backed up against the counter and almost started to laugh. I was a little embarrassed, but since I sometimes have beaten off in front of her (sadly, that passes for ‘sex’ with us sometimes), it wasn’t completely new. What was new was that I just whipped it out in broad daylight. I didn’t care, though, because after last night things had changed in my mind and I knew that Judy had some sexual energy hiding deep down inside.
So, I continued to beat my cock while Judy just watched me. I was surprised that she didn’t just walk out, and if she had, I would have just kept going until I blew my load. Judy once again had that disinterested look on her face but I didn’t care. I was looking at her nicely proportioned tits under her shirt. Since she hadn’t bothered to put on a bra yet, there wasn’t much to the imagination.
I was getting really worked up and reached out to fondle one of her tits. She shied away but I persisted and kept squeezing her boobs. I noticed that the hair around the base of my shaft and my balls was still crusty from fucking Delia the night before. As I was beating with my right hand, I took my left hand from Judy’s tit and started to squeeze my balls a little bit. I tried to get Judy to do it as well, but she pulled back.
I told Judy how hot she looked. Looking at my left hand, I said, “my hand is now covered with the crust from Delia’s pussy.” Judy got a startled look on her face. I kept stroking and said “I can smell it – can you? Can you smell Delia’s pussy?” Judy looked totally frozen. I asked her again if she could smell Delia’s pussy and all she did was slowly shake her head. As I kept stroking my cock, I took my left hand and passed my fingers under her nose. She sniffed involuntarily, and then I caressed her face with my crusty left hand. Judy started to tremble a little bit and I was stroking harder and harder. I then stuck my index finger between the closed lips of her mouth and ran the tip along the inside of her cheeks.
I took my hand from her mouth and returned it to my balls and shaft and got some more crust and then put the tips of all four fingers into her mouth and ran them across her tongue. She didn’t lick them back, but she wasn’t trying to get away either. I could also see her nipples had hardened up under her t-shirt. I was getting real close to cumming so I lifted up her shirt and started playing with her tits again. This time, she didn’t flinch and I directed her to sit down on the chair by the counter. I had her hold her shirt up and then I moved forward and started fucking her tits. I got a little more crust on the fingers of my left hand and slid them into her mouth as I grabbed my cock from her tits and started cumming all over them.
When I was done, she started to get up so she could clean herself off. I stopped her and then pulled her shirt back down over her cum covered tits. She said “What are you doing? This is a clean shirt!” I just squeezed her tits so the cum got all soaked into the shirt and tits together and said “I want you to wear this all day today. Do not change it.” She said, “What are you talking about, I’m not going to have your cum all over my chest all day!” I said, “then call Delia over and she can lick it off of you.” She just looked at me in a resigned manner and walked out of the kitchen.
Part 3
The kids were gone most of the day at their soccer tournament and weren’t due home until just before dinner at around 5pm. I puttered around the house all day doing some of the usual homeowner weekend chores and then watched a little TV after taking a shower. I hadn’t really talked to Judy much since I came on her tits, but she was still wearing that cum-stained t-shirt. The cum had dried, but it was still pretty visible and Judy still wasn’t wearing a bra. I was a little surprised that she was still wearing it, to tell you the truth, because she’s not one to comply so readily.
The game I was watching on TV ended and it was only about 4pm. I wasn’t sure what to do next and was just sitting on the couch when Judy passed by with a load of clean laundry ready to be put away. She went down the hall and after a few minutes I decided to go say hi to her. When I walked into our room, she was in the closet reaching up high to put away some linen. Her back was arched and her whole body was extended, with her t-shirt rising up to reveal the small of her back. Since it was a warm spring day, she was wearing some short gym shorts that looked really sexy on her trim little body.
The sight of her flopping tits in a cum-covered shirt while wearing those shorts was a great sight. And, since I was still in a state of hyper sexual awareness after last night and this morning, I once again decided I needed some relief right then and there. I walked into the closet, and since Judy was standing on a stool in order to reach the upper shelves, her cute little ass was nice and high. I just reached out and slid my hand right between her ass cheeks with my fingers landing on her pussy. She jumped a little bit out of surprise, but she unexpectedly just remained motionless standing there.
Encouraged, I slid my hand from below up into her shorts and worked my finger under her panties. Again to my surprise, she was already kind of wet. I stuck in a finger and it slid in real easy. Too easy – she must have been banging herself a moment ago without me knowing it! I slid in another and she just started bucking on my fingers and cumming. I pulled her down from the stool, bent her over it, and started fucking her silly doggie style. Usually, she would have resisted that position, but not now. Like me, she just needed to get fucked, and to get fucked right NOW. The sheer raw intensity was fantastic and I came after only a few short minutes. After catching our breath, I turned her around and gave her a hug. She gave me a little hug back, and then went to change her clothes before the kids got home.

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My Polish Neighbour Chapter 5

My Polish Neighbour Chapter 5
Maria disappeared to her flat leaving my with my shrivelled cock dangling outside my pants in the cold, having had a beautiful but quick mouth there. I panicked wondering how I could face Mum who had caught us just when I came in Maria. My trousers were dripping with wet spunk, spilled by Maria in her haste once she saw Mum.
I walked aimlessly round the darkened rec and streets fearing going home, but could put it off no longer.
Bracing myself for the worst, I opened the front door quietly and crept in. No one appeared. Walking toward the living room, I saw Mum, half facing away from me with her back to the door, in her favourite chair alone with a bottle nearby and half a glass of wine in her hand. I did notice, to my utter amazement, her other hand between her thighs with her skirt exposing her mid-thigh so that I could see the tops of her stockings and some of her white flesh but not her hand which was moving slowly somewhere else.
This was the last thing I would have thought she would be up to. Dad was obviously out as usual, probably at the pub after work. I found myself stuck not knowing what to do, but aware she hadn’t heard me. Torn between fear and prying on her in a very private moment, between escape and being exposed, I just stayed very still and watched. She was obviously the worse for drink as she was talking to herself but slurring her words.
“The lit’le bastard, so that’s what he’s up to is it. I hate her. I could slap her face the bitch, right outside our flats too, brazen shit. And why doesn’t his fucking father come and do me for a change. I ain’t getting any from anybody. He’s at the pub trying to make it with that slut of a barmaid who’s been there ten minutes and thinks she owns the place and the blokes in it too. Well fuck em all, fuck em all.”
I wanted to go and hug her, I felt so sorry for her in my teenage mind. I was trapped where I was totally impotent to do anything and certainly without that kind of courage.
“Oh god even my little clitty won’t do it for me tonight. Maybe it’s the booze. Another swig might help for god’s sake.”
She downed the whole glass, put it down and lifted her hand to her open blouse and reached for her tits under her bra. Her other hand began moving faster, though I couldn’t see as she was facing more away than toward me.
“Come on my little one, just for me, oh just for me.”
She went quiet, her eyes closed as she moved her hands more impetuously and faster. I stood for what must have been about five, ten minutes losing all sense of real time. I was very hard though I didn’t think of wanking. Mum was getting more impatient with her rapid hand movements at her pussy and tits. Suddenly,
“Oh shit, shit, I can’t even make my fucking self. Damn, damn you all.”
She picked up her wine glass and threw it into the empty fireplace, smashing into hundreds of shards.
I decided I had better not go in just yet and quietly made an exit, just as I had gone in.
Wondering around for awhile, I realised I couldn’t just stay out all night, so I would have to face up to her. Returning, I made my entry.
As I closed the door behind me and turned, I felt a sudden hard slap on my left cheek, followed by another. I grabbed her hands to stem her fury.
“You fucking bastard Ian. You lied to me and I go and catch you at it with her right in our back yard. Can’t you wait till your old enough? What’s she got anyway? She’s even older than me for god’s sake. I just knew you were having it off with her, aren’t you?
“Mum, I’m so sorry, so sorry I couldn’t help it, she just took me.” It didn’t really matter what I said, it only made matters worse.
“What with your father at the boozer and you getting off with her, I have had enough. Your father’s never home, and when he does get home he just ignores me. What you just got never happens here. Ian let go my hands now their hurting. I won’t slap you, I promise.”
I let her hands from my grip. Suddenly she put her arms around me and hugged me really tight; I felt her tits hard against my chest and held her close and tight to me as well. She even pushed her thigh between mine so that I felt her warmth below hard against me. I felt my cock harden against her. Nothing was said then. We just became very close as she tried to make up to me and show her love.
Then she led me into our living room still holding me tight around my waist and very close. As we got to the sofa, she nudged me onto my back as I fell into it. Mum then lay on top of me, pressing herself still very close to me.
“Ian, don’t let go of me, I need you so much. Your Father is a shit always neglecting me. Don’t you let me down will you? You surely can’t love her more than me, can you?”
I hadn’t heard her so desperate and I certainly wouldn’t dream of letting her down. How could I? What does she mean by a remark like that?
Just at that moment, Mum spread her legs either side of my right thigh, so that she was astride me, pressing hard into me. She placed her lips on my cheek to kiss me. I then felt her lips just lightly pass across mine, back and across, the merest touch but so arousing. My cock stiffened upright against her tummy as she began to ride me. I realised in my relatively immature state that she was riding her mound on my thigh, pressing against me.
“Please don’t move Ian, don’t move, just stay still like that, like that.”
I knew almost instinctively not to move but to just let her make the movements she wanted. Her lips still brushed mine so gently but with a controlled passion, as if she were trying to hide her need from me, yet share it. Her skirt had ridden up above her thighs so her pussy was rubbing against my trousered leg. I felt her pubic bone hard on my thigh. I also felt the softness of her pubes through my trouser. She must have been soaking for I could feel my trouser leg getting moist. I still kept very still. She was moving like an uncontrolled machine, kissing my cheeks, then from nowhere, back to my mouth but pushing her tongue into my lips to get entry. Feeling overwhelmed, I let my mouth open, only to have her exploring me round my tongue inviting me to respond which I did as if I had been all my life.
“Oh Ian my love that’s lovely, just right there. Don’t move will you. Keep right there, please, oh please. . .”
She started to shake on me and lifted her tongue from my mouth. I still held her close even though I wanted so much to feel her breasts, but didn’t dare. Then it happened. Convulsing, Mum shuddered over me moving her cunt crushing herself against my leg it was almost painful except it was wonderful to be part of the cause of it happening.
Screaming her need she finally collapsed on me, shaking from the moment of her release.
I lay under her as Mum started to recover, albeit totally wet from sweating.
Still over me, she became aware of me hardened cock pressing against her tummy. Kissing me again on my lips then tongue to tongue Mum ran her hand along my hardon. Just then we heard the key in the front door. Dad, obviously earlier than we had thought.
“Ian go to bed. I’ll bring you some supper. Do wait for me. I promise I’ll come to see you.”
Before he was in the door, I disappeared to my room and shut the door. Then there started the most awful exchange of angry words between them. Both my and the living room doors being closed it was muffled, so I couldn’t hear at all. Then it went quiet. I opened my door carefully to overhear them.
“I want it you fucking bitch. I am going to fuck the daylights out of you right now.”
“Well that’s a surprise, you seemed like you’ve forgotten how to do it, ye selfish shit. I hate you. You’re never here, always at the boozer. Fuck off back there to that penny bitch.”
Then an almighty wicking sound as I heard him rip her skirt and hit what must have been her bum. Through the key hole I saw him turn her on the sofa so her arse was facing him as she pressed her knees into the cushions. He was naked from his waist with his clothes round his ankles and was only semi-erect from his drinking. He pushed his cock toward her pussy.
“What a’you been up to without your panties then eh. So you can get to it easily or someone else can?” She ignored the remark, but he was near the mark.
Fortunately for him, she was still wet from her lovely cum, and it slipped in regardless of not being that hard.
He held her hips firmly as he shoved and pistoned her at the same time slapping her cheeks. She had gone completely quiet. Not a sound emerged from her. But I could see her fury as he plied himself in her. After about three minutes he stiffened, closed his eyes and shot his load into her passive cunt.
I hadn’t viewed Mum before like that and had mixed emotions, sadness at their lack of love for each other, fascination with my Mum’s darling pussy that had been against me a few moments ago, glad that she had her wish earlier as well, appalled at my father’s treatment of her.
Retreating to my room again, I waited the outcome of their connection. He went in a huff to bed and was soon snoring loudly. I decided to get ready for bed and went to the bathroom for a belated wash and shower, hearing Mum in the kitchen preparing something for me and possibly us. The naughty in me thought of not wearing anything in bed with just a sheet covering. I had no idea how Mum would be so I did put on just the lower part of my jarmies.
Mum joined me with two bowls of rice pudding.
“I reckon we both need this Ian.”
She made no mention of Dad. I chose to take her queue. We passed the time warm together with cocoa after. Very cosy and family like. Then, “Ian, I’m so sorry what I said earlier about your friend Maria.”
I reassured her that I hadn’t taken it badly.
“Sounds like, you’ve been having a nice time with her Ian?”
“How did it happen that you’ve got so close to her then?”
I relayed the story of Phillip and I being invited round and how she had noticed that I wasn’t so interested in her cats but what a show she had put on doing it. I felt less embarrassed than I would have been without recent events having happened.
“You won’t fall in love with her Ian will you?”
It was a fair warning. But again I told her no chance.
“Good Ian cos the only person I want you in love with till you’re older is me, your Mother, Got it?”
“I’ve got it Mum, in one, and anyway I wouldn’t want it otherwise, she’s a good friend that’s all.”
“Do you like what she does to you?”
“Yes?”
“I liked what happened to me this evening before your Father arrived.”
“Oh Mum really?”
We had put down our plates and cups. Mum began to run her hand over my sheet covered lap and thighs, slowly sliding her hand across to my tummy naked above the sheet.
“Would you like me to look after you too?”
“How Mum?”
“Like this son, like this,” moving her fingers across the sheet to cover my cock, already half hard.
Her left hand trapped my cock under the sheet moving in line with it, until it became stiff against my tummy.
“Stay there, don’t move.”
Statue like, except my cock leapt up under the sheet involuntarily. Back in a moment from the bathroom, Mum had a jar of Vaseline.
“Sorry, Ian not quite what I wanted but I hope you like it.”
She opened the jar and wiped a wad onto her fingers. Pulling the sheet back she revealed my cock, smoothing along it with her unvaselined hand and she began a gentle stroking of my length.
“Ian, I hope this will be as nice as what Maria did, even though I’m not doing what she did.”
She then smoothed the Vaseline all over my cock from my head and down around my balls. Holding my balls in one hand, she wrapped her lubricated hand round me and started to give me a beautiful oily rub.
“Ian, try not to cum too soon. I want this to last while I talk with you, ok?”
“Oh sure mum, sure.”
“In my self Ian, I knew that you and Maria must have something going. And I don’t mind at all. You know that. I would like to get to know her if you didn’t mind. How do you feel about that?
“Oh Mum, I’m close, so close and I don’t mind at all as long as I can see her on my own as well.” She backed off the slide-slip and smiled.
“That’s lovely Ian, thank you. Its time I widened my circle of friends and she seems to be a woman of the world. Why has she not married? No leave that Ian. Its time I took care of this lovely beauty. Thank you for letting me. I want for you what happened for me this evening, so good, so good. I shall want more of you Ian. Is that alright with you?
Did you like my kisses then?”
“Mum it’s wonderful, just wonderful, just right too with that stuff. And I loved your kisses, they made me so excited.” With that she leaned forward, opening her blouse with her free hand to reveal her braless breasts, slightly floppy to my hands. Leaning further, she ran her lips across mine, pushing her wet tongue between my teeth. She paused her slip-slide to hold me back. I was panting now as my hands revelled in her soft flesh and our tongues moved with each other.
At that moment Mum leant back took my slimed cock in both hands and increased the pace so that it would be impossible to retreat again.
I tensed completely, my cock being taken totally over the top to cum over her arm and breasts.
I was speechless and shattered from the sheer height she had taken me.
Mum held me close once I had recovered and put her spunked arm round me to cuddle me.
She held me close as if I was the love she should have been having next door.

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Falling in love with Kyle – Chapter 6

Alright, here’s the next part. Yay for it not taking a thousand years! I’m pretty proud of this chapter, especially considering the brain fart state of mind I’ve been hanging out in…
Thank you, everyone who gave me some ideas. I’m still deciding on how I am going to continue this story. I most likely will, but there will probably only be a chapter or two more.
But, you will all be happy to know that I am starting another story as soon as this one is over. I’m really excited to post it; I really think you guys will like it.
I have been getting like a bazillion of the same questions from PM’s, so I’m going to address a few here.
1. Why are all my stories so cheesy and corny?
I don’t even mean to make my stories cheesy. I just sorta write what I know, and my boyfriend and I are really like that, so it’s just how I’m used to expressing romance, I guess. If you don’t like it, I don’t care… Cause I do.
2. Is this story really fiction?
This story is not 100% fiction. Some of the specific sex parts are inspired by actual specific times that my boyfriend and I have been together. The plot, and the way my characters met, and all the stuff about Travis is all made up. But a very delightful shower scene (wink-wink) is an actual true story of one amazing afternoon with my boyfriend and I.
I think that’s all of the questions. So I hope you enjoy Chapter 6! 😀
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I awoke the next morning to find that Kyle was no longer next to me with his arms around me. I sat up and glanced at my alarm clock and saw the time. 10:30 am.
I slowly sat up; my head spinning as the events of the previous night came rushing back to me. Smiling to myself at the memories of Kyle and I’s amazing night, I got out of bed and made my way into the kitchen.
There, I found on the refrigerator from Kyle.
Be right back. Went to get breakfast. Don’t eat. K
My stomach growled in opposition as I left the kitchen. I glanced around my room, and seeing the huge mess Kyle and I had left, decided I should clean it up. I made my bed and picked up the discarded clothes that were strewn over nearly every inch of floor between the kitchen and my bed.
After a while, my room was spotless, and Kyle still hadn’t returned. I sat on my bed, deliberating over what to do. I sat out two plates and glasses on the table for when he brought food back. I did the dishes and cleaned, and recleaned the kitchen.
Finally out of things to do, I happened to glance at myself in the mirror.Shower, now. I told myself. My hair was in disarray, and the little makeup that I wore the night before was still on my eyes. I ran my fingers over my neck slowly over a small red spot; a hickey that I spotted that Kyle left on my neck.
I went into the bathroom and turned on the shower quickly, now afraid that Kyle would come back and see me. Waiting for the water to warm up, I brushed my teeth and washed my face, then stepped into the warm water.
I stood under the shower head for a long time, replaying the events of the previous night. I thought about how Kyle had pleasured me more than I ever imagined he could have. I thought about the beautiful, sensuous way that we made love; how are thrusts and moans were in sync with each other’s. How he kissed me and looked into my eyes as we both came harder than either of us ever have before.
It wasn’t long for these thoughts to cause in between my legs to dampen, and not because of the shower.
After washing my hair, I massaged my vanilla body wash into my skin, moving down my arms and shoulders, and then chest and stomach.
I slid one hand between my legs, running my fingertips over my smooth mound, and ever so slowly slid a finger between my pussy lips, pressing down as my finger moved over my slit. I remembered how Kyle’s dick felt, sliding into me; giving me butterflies. Nothing like how it ever felt with Travis.
My finger found my clit, and my mind went to Kyle’s lips there. I couldn’t help moaning at the thought.
“I hope your thinking about me in there,” I jumped when I heard his voice and turned around to see Kyle stepping into the shower next to me, wearing nothing.
I took in his muscular arms and chest, and then my eyes wandered to his abs, and even lower than that.
I looked up and met his gaze, taking in his smiling face. “Do you mind if I join you?” He asked.
I returned his smile and shook my head as I leaned up and kissed him gently. He returned my kiss and slid his arms around my naked, wet body.
“So, were you?” I raised an eyebrow, and he added with a small smirk on his face, “Thinking of me, while you touched yourself.”
I felt my cheeks burning and looked down slightly. “I… uh- I guess I was…”
He smiled and moved his hands from my waist to my ass as he leaned down slightly to kiss my neck. “Mm, that’s hot baby…”
I felt his lips brushing ever so lightly across my skin, his tongue occasionally flicking over it as well. I moved my hands down his sides and he pulled me closer so our bodies were pressed together, and I could feel his hardening dick against me.
I was just about to wrap my fingers around it when he suddenly pulled back. I looked at him curiously, and saw that the smirk was still on his lips.
Chuckling, I turned around and stood under the water as I started to put more body wash in my hands, deciding it’d be fun to give him a show.
I started at my shoulders again, rubbing the suds into my skin. I moved my hands over my back and sides, slowly running them down my ass. I glanced over my shoulder at him and smiled when I saw his eyes were locked on my hands, massaging my own ass.
I moved my hands back to my front, and up to my chest, rubbing the soap into my boobs obviously enough that he could tell what I was doing.
I moved to stand back under the shower head to rinse off the bubbles when his arms slipped around my waist from behind, and his hands stopped mine.
“I think you missed a spot baby,” He whispered in my ear, his breath and lustful voice sending chills down my spine.
I smiled and moved my hands down my stomach. “Where?”
He took one of my hands and slid it between my legs where it had been before he caught me. “Somewhere around here, but I’m not exactly sure, so you better make sure you get everywhere…”
I slid my fingers over my pussy slowly as I felt his lips return to my neck. “Did I get it yet?” I asked in a wavering voice.
“A little further…” I moved my finger over my slit and up to my clit, and then asked, “Now?”
He put his hand over mine and guided my middle finger to the center of my slit, pushing slowly until my finger was deep inside my wet folds. “Right…..there.”
I let out a soft moan and instantly started to pull my finger back out slowly, before pushing it back in. So he wants to see me finger myself… I thought as I felt his lips move back up to my ear.
“That feel good, baby?” I whimpered my approval, and continued moving my finger in and out slowly. “Damn baby, that is so incredibly sexy to watch.”
He moved his hand off of mine and put a finger against my clit, rubbing it in a circular motion as I started pumping my fingers faster.
He nibbled gently on my ear lobe and whispered, “Add another finger, baby.”
Doing as he said, I was starting to moan loudly. He trailed kissed down my neck, only increasing my volume. His lips reached the base of my neck and he bit gently. How did he know I liked biting? I asked myself. His finger kept moving in quick motions on my clit, and I was pounding my two fingers into my pussy fast and hard, soon adding another without needing him to encourage me to do so.
I moaned louder with each thrust of my fingers and he started pressing harder on my clit. I could feel his growing dick behind me and suddenly felt the hand that was still on my waist disappear.
He soon took his hand from my clit and put it back on my hand, guiding my fingers deeper into my pussy; harder and faster. I could still feel his wrist brushing against my clit every once in a while. That and my fingers inside of me, his hand on mine, and his shallow breaths in my ear, encouraging me to fuck myself harder and faster and deeper were all enough to send me into a mind-numbing orgasm.
I was practically screaming as I began to cum, my legs shaking and my fingers thrusting furiously. I had to hold onto Kyle’s arm to keep from collapsing as I came. I felt squirt after squirt of my warm juices leaking over Kyle’s and my hands, and down my leg.
I heard soft grunts and groans escape Kyle lips against my ear and soon realized he was cumming as well; his hand leaving my waist to satisfy himself behind me. The thought of him watching me, encouraging me to make myself cum while he rubbed his cock to our mutual orgasm just prolonged mine. I was still moaning when I registered the sudden warmth on my lower back as Kyle’s cum dripping down it onto my ass.
Finally, my orgasm ceased and I was left leaning against Kyle for support, my breathing labored.
“Holy shit…” I heard in my ear. I could already feel his dick softening against my ass he removed my hand from my pussy and lifted it to his lips. I turned to see him take my fingers into his mouth, slowly licking and sucking my juices off my fingers. “Mm, you taste so amazing, baby.”
I used all the strength I could muster to turn around to face him. He immediately kissed me passionately, and I nearly melted. His arms around me were the only thing holding me up.
After Kyle and I finished rinsing off, he carried me bridal-style out of the bathroom and to my bed. Kyle informed me that he was going to stay with me again tonight, so I didn’t bother putting clothes back on.
We lay in bed for the next few hours eating breakfast, and then just laughing and talking and kissing; naked.
At around 6 pm, we decided to put a movie on, but that was completely worthless, because 30 minutes into it, Kyle was already on top of me, kissing me passionately and positioning his once again hard cock at my slit.
He pushed into me only the tiniest bit, before pulling out again. He continued to do this a few more times, and finally, I couldn’t take it any longer. I would beg if I had to.
“Kyle, please… I need to feel you inside of me.” I said this in a nearly silent whisper against his lips. He responded by pushing into me a little more than before, but not much, before pulling out again.
My lips formed a pout, and I heard him chuckle. “Tell me what you want, Emma.”
I thought, trying to choose my words carefully. I knew that he may be a guy, and he may be fueled my sex and lust. But, I also knew that if I said it just right, he’d give me exactly what I want.
Glancing up into his eyes, I whispered, “Make love to me, Kyle….” The look in his eyes told me I was right.
He looked at me with a tender, loving stare as he pushed into me, finally giving me more than an inch or two; he gave me the whole length of his long cock, pushing against my cervix in a way that made my tummy flutter.
He did exactly what I wanted him to; made love to me in a gentle, passionate, beautiful way. It wasn’t long before we were both gasping that we were going to cum.
“Oh, my god, Kyle, don’t stop… please,” I breathed against his lips.
“Scream my name when you cum baby, I want to hear you loud and clear.” These words pushed me over the edge, and I did as he said.
“Oh, Kyle! Oh, yes!” The orgasm he gave me coursed through my body, leaving me shuddering and writhing beneath him. I heard him moaning as well as he thrust into me sporadically as he began to cum inside me.
“Fuck, baby!” He groaned.
My orgasm had slowed and I could no longer feel him cumming inside me as we both let out a heavy sigh of content. He pulled out of me and moved next to me.
We both lay still for a while, trying to steady our breathing when finally, he spoke.
“I love you, Emma,” He said.
I wasn’t sure I heard him correctly. My brain was heavily clouded from the intense orgasm; I could’ve imagined it.
I glanced at him, just to be sure, and his face told me I had not imagined it. He looked happy at first, but then his expression changed, probably because of the look of confusion on my face. He probably thought I didn’t feel the same.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that. It’s okay if you don’t feel the same, but I just wanted you to know….”
I smiled and turned onto my side to face him. “I love you, too.”
His face brightened. “You do?” I nodded and he leaned down to kiss me and was soon pulling my body onto his. We continued kissing and our hands began to roam over each other’s bodies. It wasn’t long before he was inside me again.
Our thrusts became synchronized, and this made it even more intense; our bodies were slapping together hard and fast, his dick moving deep into me each time.
It took Kyle longer to cum since he already had twice, but in the process, he made me cum three times, which made my total so far 5 orgasms. By the time Kyle was thrusting into me even harder and faster as he got closer to cumming, I was on the brink of my sixth.
When he did cum, he slammed my body down hard against his, forcing his cock so deep into me that I got chills and goosebumps, and came hard right along with him. The grand total was 6 mind-blowing, leg-shaking, amazing orgasms.
I slipped off of Kyle chest, settling into his arms like I did the night before. We were able to catch the last 10 minutes of Monsters Inc. before we were both drifting off to sleep.
I was nuzzled into his neck, breathing evenly and taking in the smell of his Old Spice cologne and body wash, with my arms around his neck. One of his arms was around my body, holding me close to him, and the other was on my back, rubbing gently in a soothing motion.
The last thing I remember hearing before I drifted off to sleep was his soft, “I love you, baby” in my ear. The last thing I remember thinking before I drifted off to sleep was how I wouldn’t mind staying exactly where I was for the rest of forever.

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