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Authors: Zoe Danielle
and begins to rub my clit. A violent
orgasm runs through my whole body and leaves me feeling limp.
“You are so sexy when you cum for me Casey. Your pussy is
so beautiful when it is throbbing.” He growls from behind me.
Within moments I feel him against my opening and with one
strong thrust he is inside me, I can feel my walls stretching to accommodate
him. The next thrust he is fully inside of me.
“Fuck Casey, you’re so tight!” He hisses, “You feel so
fucking good.”
He pulls back out, leaving me feeling empty, waiting for
my next dose. With one fierce stroke he is back inside of me. I cry out and he
lets out a low grumble of pleasure. He quickens his pace clutching tightly on
my hips as every inch of his cock fills me. I cry out as my second orgasm
shakes through me. Matt pumps into me harder and faster to drag my orgasm out
as long as he can and after several more thrusts he finds his own release.
His cock jerking inside me, he cries out.
We barely sleep that night, our hunger for each other
evident so when we make it upstairs it isn’t long until we are at it again,
just like in the kitchen, en suite and dining room.
Whenever
his hands aren’t on me, I instantly miss his touch; I crave it and then regret
what I had done.
~~~~~
I wake feeling sore, but I have never felt so attractive
in my life. Every inch of me aches and yet, I feel so sexy. Matt has made me
feel so special; he has been so attentive to my needs and wants. Darren never
made me feel that way. His touch never sent sparks through my body the way Matt’s
does and how he gives me butterflies just by looking at me. I now realize
Darren was only bothered about his pleasure, whereas Matt makes sure we both
get our release.
We spend that Sunday together, never leaving my house once
and I am grateful that Debbie doesn’t work Sundays, we both have turned our
phones off so we aren’t interrupted once. We share an electrifying shower
together and cannot take our hands or eyes off of each other.
Afterwards Matt prepares us breakfast of bacon and eggs
which we eat at the dining table. I can’t help the flush in my cheeks as I
remember what we did on this very table in the early hours of the morning.
I can’t help but think that what we are doing is wrong on
so many different levels. I haven’t even known this bloke a week and he already
knows my body like the back of his hand, he can push me over the edge just by
looking at me with his eyes. How can I be professional around a man who just by
looking at me, can turn my legs to jelly?
Once we finish eating we clean up our dishes we make our
way back up to my bedroom where we both lay in bed facing each other. The duvet
is only covering us both half way and I am grateful that I threw a quick nightie
on after our shower; Matt on the other hand, has just been walking around in
his shorts. I can’t help but admire the man’s perfect body. Every muscle on his
abs is defined rock hard and the only hair on his torso is a fine line of dark
which runs from his short line to his naval.
He props his head up with his arm and watches me
attentively as my eyes dash to his biceps which are now on show; I swear they
are bigger than my thighs.
My eyes travel back up to his face where I observe all of
his features, how is it possible for a man to be this good looking? How is it
possible for such a good looking man to be in bed, watching me admire him?
I eventually make eye contact with him and he raises both
of his eyebrows at me “Quite finished now?” he jokes.
“I was just thinking what a good body you have Jacks. How
do you work out?”
“When I’m home I go to the gym 3 or 4 times a week with my
buddies. Sometimes James comes along when he can be bothered.” He laughs, “Lazy
fucker he is – but I also run. My place isn’t far from the beach so I go out
there most evenings. Also, sex is a brilliant way to exercise, especially if
you have a good partner.” He wiggles his eye
orgasm runs through my whole body and leaves me feeling limp.
“You are so sexy when you cum for me Casey. Your pussy is
so beautiful when it is throbbing.” He growls from behind me.
Within moments I feel him against my opening and with one
strong thrust he is inside me, I can feel my walls stretching to accommodate
him. The next thrust he is fully inside of me.
“Fuck Casey, you’re so tight!” He hisses, “You feel so
fucking good.”
He pulls back out, leaving me feeling empty, waiting for
my next dose. With one fierce stroke he is back inside of me. I cry out and he
lets out a low grumble of pleasure. He quickens his pace clutching tightly on
my hips as every inch of his cock fills me. I cry out as my second orgasm
shakes through me. Matt pumps into me harder and faster to drag my orgasm out
as long as he can and after several more thrusts he finds his own release.
His cock jerking inside me, he cries out.
We barely sleep that night, our hunger for each other
evident so when we make it upstairs it isn’t long until we are at it again,
just like in the kitchen, en suite and dining room.
Whenever
his hands aren’t on me, I instantly miss his touch; I crave it and then regret
what I had done.
~~~~~
I wake feeling sore, but I have never felt so attractive
in my life. Every inch of me aches and yet, I feel so sexy. Matt has made me
feel so special; he has been so attentive to my needs and wants. Darren never
made me feel that way. His touch never sent sparks through my body the way Matt’s
does and how he gives me butterflies just by looking at me. I now realize
Darren was only bothered about his pleasure, whereas Matt makes sure we both
get our release.
We spend that Sunday together, never leaving my house once
and I am grateful that Debbie doesn’t work Sundays, we both have turned our
phones off so we aren’t interrupted once. We share an electrifying shower
together and cannot take our hands or eyes off of each other.
Afterwards Matt prepares us breakfast of bacon and eggs
which we eat at the dining table. I can’t help the flush in my cheeks as I
remember what we did on this very table in the early hours of the morning.
I can’t help but think that what we are doing is wrong on
so many different levels. I haven’t even known this bloke a week and he already
knows my body like the back of his hand, he can push me over the edge just by
looking at me with his eyes. How can I be professional around a man who just by
looking at me, can turn my legs to jelly?
Once we finish eating we clean up our dishes we make our
way back up to my bedroom where we both lay in bed facing each other. The duvet
is only covering us both half way and I am grateful that I threw a quick nightie
on after our shower; Matt on the other hand, has just been walking around in
his shorts. I can’t help but admire the man’s perfect body. Every muscle on his
abs is defined rock hard and the only hair on his torso is a fine line of dark
which runs from his short line to his naval.
He props his head up with his arm and watches me
attentively as my eyes dash to his biceps which are now on show; I swear they
are bigger than my thighs.
My eyes travel back up to his face where I observe all of
his features, how is it possible for a man to be this good looking? How is it
possible for such a good looking man to be in bed, watching me admire him?
I eventually make eye contact with him and he raises both
of his eyebrows at me “Quite finished now?” he jokes.
“I was just thinking what a good body you have Jacks. How
do you work out?”
“When I’m home I go to the gym 3 or 4 times a week with my
buddies. Sometimes James comes along when he can be bothered.” He laughs, “Lazy
fucker he is – but I also run. My place isn’t far from the beach so I go out
there most evenings. Also, sex is a brilliant way to exercise, especially if
you have a good partner.” He wiggles his eye