Tricia's Army Sergeant: A Story of Passion & Awakening in Mid-Life

Tricia's Army Sergeant: A Story of Passion & Awakening in Mid-Life by Maura Rossi Read Free Book Online Page B

Book: Tricia's Army Sergeant: A Story of Passion & Awakening in Mid-Life by Maura Rossi Read Free Book Online
Authors: Maura Rossi
Tags: Erótica, Romance, Sex, Army, voyeurism, awakening
her belly and thighs. She could
see his dark shoulders beyond her body. The muscles in his arms
were flexed and looked huge compared to her arms and shoulders. The
contrasts between them excited her. Together, as one, they were
beautiful.
    "I love your body," he whispered.
    He licked her ear and neck causing her to
shudder. She clenched involuntarily and some juice spurted.
    "I felt that."
    Tricia gazed at his face; she saw he was
transfixed; staring at her body and his hands on her. She looked at
herself trying to imagine what he saw.
    John started to pump faster and harder. He
wrapped his arms around her waist to hold her down on him.
Everything on her started bouncing. She covered her eyes with the
back of her arms. The feeling of him loving her was so very
powerful. He was hitting a new spot inside her that caused more
cream to flow than ever before. She loved it. But she couldn’t
look.
    John pulled her arms down.
    "Look how fucking hot you are," his voice was
deep and gravelly.
    When he cursed like that, he always got her
attention. She opened her eyes and watched.
    Her tits bounced everywhere, her thighs
rippled. His cock punched into her; his leg muscles and arm muscles
strained. His rhythm began to mesmerize her. She became entranced
with her image and his image melding together. She couldn't look
away, now, learning how her body moved with each of his
thrusts.
    "Fuck, Tricia, I'm coming," he panted,
continuing to pump hard. "Are you ready?" he rasped.
    She wanted to come with him. Without
thinking, she put her hand to her pussy, on her clit and pressed.
Each bounce caused friction on her nub. She watched his face as
they careened into their mutual orgasm.
    He called her name over and over. Finally, he
jammed her down hard, pushing all the way in. She convulsed on his
rod. He pushed her hand out of the way as he tapped her clit
repeatedly, lengthening her orgasm. She reached behind her head to
hold him. He clutched her to him.
    She then watched him recover. His face
transformed back to his calm, handsome persona. She felt his cock
twitching and moving deep within her. His muscles relaxed and he
straightened up. He smoothed her hair to one side, so he could kiss
her shoulder. She loved watching him. She was hooked.
    Something was still happening inside her. His
cock was still somewhat hard and it was pressing on an intense
spot. Her pussy clenched suddenly and she wet herself. His eyes met
hers.
    "You're still coming," he smiled. "You like
this mirror, don't you?"
    He pressed gently on her clit.
    "Look at you," he said sounding happy and
satisfied.
    She looked. She wasn't ashamed. Her breasts
were plump and soft. Her belly round, her thighs full. She was
flushed and messed. And he loved all of her. She made eye contact
with him.
    He tapped a few times on her clit with a
thick finger and she clenched again. His cock continually softening
was sliding down her inner wall, pressing on that sensitive
spot.
    "Touch yourself, darlin'. Let me see what you
can do."
    He didn't want to push too far, but she was
awakening to her beauty, her sensuality. He needed to see.
    She put her hands to her breasts and
massaged. Fuck . His cock surged forward hardening up. She
clenched again, responding to the renewed pressure. She pinched and
squeezed, experimenting with how each felt.
    "Touch your pussy."
    He wanted to sound commanding but it came out
more like a pleading. She moved her hands and pulled her lips up. Dear God . She liked the powerful feeling of attracting him,
almost controlling him. It was all new to her.
    She showed him her pussy. She felt his cock
jump and his hips push up. She tried tapping on her clit like he'd
done, watching his reaction. He slowly closed his eyes, shook his
head and slowly opened them again to gaze at her exposed sex.
    The desire on his face, the pure lust
finished her.
    "Help me, please."
    He took over, swiftly displacing her fingers
with his. He began flicking her clit and pressing up into

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