The last epic sex I had
A couple of weeks ago I was out with a group of friends. I should have been having a good time but I was horny and couldn't stop thinking about my secret lover and how much I would rather be with him than at this party. So I went to the bathroom, snapped him a pussy pic, and proceeded to sneak-text him for the rest of the party while he told me everything that he wanted to do to me after seeing that picture.
Once I put in my requisite two hours at this party I bounced and headed for the secret lover’s house, beyond ready for everything that he had promised to put on me. He was working when I got there and I sat quietly beside him on the couch, waiting while he typed furiously on his laptop.
Although he appeared engrossed in what he was doing, I knew he knew that I was biting my lip. That my chest was heaving and my heart was pounding for wanting him. He didn’t so much as glance my way but I knew he knew I was squirming in my seat as I got wetter and wetter waiting for his attention.
When I couldn’t wait any more, I moved closer to him. Straddling him from behind, I slid my hands – still cold from being outside – up inside his t-shirt and began to stroke the hot skin of his back, first lightly dragging my nails over his skin, then beginning to clench him as he continued to ignore me. I moved closer, pressing my breasts against him and my lips to the back of his neck. I moved my mouth to his ear and whispered “I want you to fuck me. Now”.
Not waiting for him to answer, I got up from the couch and went into his bedroom. As he watched through the open doorway, I slowly stripped off my clothes and laid on his bed. Finally he got up and walked toward the room, watching me want him as he undressed.
Then suddenly he was above me, holding my arms over my head as he kissed me deeply. Rubbing against me until his dick was as soaking as my pussy was. He slid his hands down to my thighs, pulling them open wide as he slowly pushed into me.
And then he was fucking me. His hands beneath me, tilting me so that he could go deeper into me. Pulling out and pushing back in hard. Turning me over and fucking me from behind; one hand grasping my hip while the other held a fistful of my hair. Flipping us over until I was riding his dick, my back turned to him as he pulled on my shoulders to push deeper. Above me again, pushing my legs closed as he hit that spot, then opening them wide again and stroking deeply. My hands were everywhere, scratching his back as I whispered in his ear how good it was. Gripping his ass to hold him deep in me. Squeezing his arms as I raised myself to flick my tongue over his nipples. Holding his head as he kissed me deeply. Clenching the sheets as he asked me whose pussy it is. Pressed over my mouth to stop myself from screaming.
And then I was ready and he was ready. I wrapped my legs around him as he long stroked me rhythmically; delighting as the volume of his moaning began to match mine, as he pounded faster and faster and brought me closer and closer and then he came and I came and there were flashing lights and shooting stars and the most epic, most insane, most intense orgasm ever.
Now it’s your turn – tell me about the last epic sex you had.