The dawn breaks. In the new light the first thing my eyes find is you. The soft rays accentuating your curves, caressing your skin. As I do now. With my hands you are now awake. We kiss.
Now my mouth moves away from yours. I am nibbling at your ears. Nuzzling at your neck. My fingers wander to your breasts. Circling your nipples, hard with excitement. I move to suckle on them too. Now my hand moves down further, between your legs. And to my delight I find your slit already slick with the wetness of your excitement. Excitement at what we are to do this morning.
For today is the day you ovulate. And we do not want to waste any time
Your hands have been busy too. They caress my balls, rub my penis, and now I am fully engorged. It didn’t take long, but we are ready. I hasten to position myself over you, and plunge between your labia and into the wonders within.
The wet pleasure of your warmth envelops me. It is our first time bare and the sensations are new. They drive me wild. Your legs wrap around me, beckoning me in further. You let out a low moan.
I start to thrust. Breathing becomes shorter, shallower. I can feel your heartbeat quicken, pulsing in your vaginal wall. I’m quivering. The air is electric with the strength and stench of our passion. I’m losing myself completely within you, until with one word you bring me back.
“Faster”, your eyes beg. I nod. It’s all I can manage. I lean back and bring your legs up onto my shoulders. I thrust again. And again.
I’m pushing deeper and faster than ever before. Your moans are coming more louder now. Building to a crescendo. Your breasts bouncing in rhythm. I’m lost, hopelessly lost. Grunting. Straining with every movement. And now your moans are screams.
Your eyes roll back. Your back arches. And now your body is convulsing in ecstasy. It pushes me over the edge. With one final thrust I plunge to the hilt within you.
Once, twice, thrice - I shudder as the power of my orgasm runs through me. Spilling each spurt of semen deeply. With pleasure you feel the warmth of my ejaculate as it spreads within you, pooling around your cervix at the opening to your womb.
Spent, we fold into each other’s arms and doze. Waiting until the new day has fully begun. And waiting for my sperm to reach your egg. Waiting for the beginning of a new life.
PART 2
Damn girl, you feel so damn good. I’m so glad you convinced me to screw you bare. But who am I kidding? It didn’t take much for you to persuade me. From the moment you fixed me with that stare, and teased me with your bare sex, bending over in front of me, showing me your tight, sweet chocolate coochie… you were always going to get your way.
Barely two minutes later and we are fucking, our clothes thrown across your bedroom floor, and all other thoughts forgotten. Your silky smooth love tunnel divinely squeezes and caresses my cock. Electric sensations shoot throughout me, dancing over and around my manhood. Excitement has made you soaking wet, your love-juice coats the entire length of my swollen shaft. The slickness accentuates each and every sensation that I experience. With each thrust I feel the pleasure and the ecstasy of our lovemaking build.
Fuck. How much longer can I last? I want it to last forever but I know it won’t, it can’t. I try to steady my breathing, but my breath keeps catching.
Your beautiful body writhes and twists beneath me as we fuck, the caramel colour of your contrasting starkly with the plain light bedsheets. It’s single-most erotic, hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
I tell myself to keep thrusting. In. And out. Shit. How many more?
I see the desire in your eyes - you want more. You want me as deep inside you as I can go.
I lean into you. Bury my head into your chest, and then your neck, nuzzling up against you. With my arms I push your legs wide, giving me access to all of your sex. And I resume making love to you.
My thrusting becomes more rhythmic. I rock and I roll my hips, ensuring that every last inch - every last millimetre - of my throbbing member plunges deep within your welcoming pussy.
Yes, you say. Oh god yes, you say. Just like that, baby. Oh, god…
And I reply into your ear, “You like that, baby ?”
“Oh fuck yes, fuck me baby.”
I close my eyes and fuck you as if my very life depends on it. I feel your nails digging into my back, and I know that you are clinging on for dear life too. I can feel your ankles pressing into my backside as you spread your thighs wide, every part of your body drawing me in closer.
And I am close, oh so very close to cumming. No chance of me pulling out though. Fuck that. In this moment we belong to each other. There is nothing else. You belong to me, and I belong to you. Every part of me belongs to you.
Damn you girl, you drive me crazy.
I grunt and I groan, my cock straining under the pressure of all my cum. My ballsack is so, so tight.
I feel your pulse throbbing through the wall of your vagina, as you build towards climax, your vagina wall clenching my penis…
“Cum in me, .”
I thrust one final time, deep as I can, the head of my penis pressed against your cervix. The strong spasm of my orgasm causes my whole body to shudder. I feel you cumming too, your pulsating pussy coaxing all the cum from me.
All my cum belongs to you. Inside of you.
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