| Shifting his knees up on either side of her, Chris rode her long and hard, holding onto his own orgasm tightly, waiting for just the right moment. He knew what he was doing and he did it well. He used the out strokes to rub against her clit which felt like a hard marble against his cock, and on the down strokes, he rubbed his pelvis against her in a quick, hard stroke. She was becoming very tight, wet, and hot against him and glancing down at her hard nipples, he knew she was ready to come at any second. Her moans were becoming louder and more frequent, and breathlessly he asked her what she wanted. �What do you want, babe? Tell me what you want,� he panted. �Make me come,� she cried. �Oh, God, Chris! Fuck me!� she moaned. �Louder,� he answered, moving faster. �Fuck me!� she cried again. Chris pulled almost completely out of her vagina, knowing their climax was approaching rapidly. �Louder!� he moaned with clenched teeth. �FUCK ME!� she screamed, and he drove all eight inches of heavy cock to the hilt inside her spasming cunt, while she strained upward against him, now crying out wordlessly. Thrusting deeply and hard, Chris yelling with his own orgasm, knew he was going to repeat this one often. Her pussy was perfect to him; tight and strong, with the muscles squeezing his member repeatedly, milking every drop of his climax from his body. It was heaven to him, and well worth the wait, he would decide later. Underneath him, Marly was mindless. All she could do was hold her out of control body against him tightly as the incredible mixture of extreme pleasure and pain filled her. Sex had never been like that, not for her, not ever. Even as the spasms inside her faded, she felt her hips repeatedly lifting to him, grinding against him so that the deep cramp would continue as long as she could take it. Her insides had never felt so full before, not even the first time she had ever fucked someone, and God knew that hadn�t felt like this to her. She was completely unaware of the soft mewling sounds coming from her throat, and it was only the soft, frequent kisses he was placing on her face that seemed to bring her back to her senses. Chris stayed in position until she began to relax under him, then he slowly and regretfully withdrew. Lying down next to her, he gently fondled her breasts and kissed her occasionally. Neither of them seemed to want to speak, but after a time, Marly looked up at him and said, �Maybe we should get dressed and go out?� �When is your sister coming home?� Chris asked with a grin. Grinning back, she replied, �Sunday night. Why?� �Because I have a lot to teach you, babe. Wanna learn?� �Um, I think I could stand to find out what else you know,� Marly said with an innocent air. Laughing, Chris pulled her on top of him. �I bet you could. I just bet you could.� It was a very long and interesting weekend. |