I rolled off Frankie and went to the bathroom. When I returned, I was surprised to see Frankie at the foot of the bed with her left foot on the cross-rail using that leg to drive her hips up and down, dragging her wet pussy along the finely scrolled contours of the bedpost. She reached up and grabbed the post and using her left foot braced on the cross-rail, pulled herself up to a squatting position as she continued to rock her sex on the post. Her eyes were on fire again and my cock responded to her sultry gaze as she stared at it. She pulled her eyes from my cock and looked into my eyes and smiled as she waggled her ass, which was the only signal that was needed.
Last night, I had figured that she would be indisposed today with a wicked hang-over but she was anything but that. Her sexual needs were insatiable and I was determined that I would sate her. I moved onto the bed and pushed my thighs to either side of her ass. She followed me with her eyes as my cock slapped on her ass.
With her pussy still in contact with the bedpost, she lifted herself up so I could push myself under her. My legs fell over the foot and side of the bed on either side of the bedpost. She looked down over her shoulder at me and muttered in a low-pitched demonic voice, “Fuck my ass.” I had read her signals correctly.
Frankie dragged her pussy along the bedpost again and in the process dragged her butt-cheeks along my rock-hard cock. I pushed my cock in to place and Frankie slowly dropped herself onto it. She had already smeared leaking cum and juices from her pussy around her rosebud so she was ready to go and didn’t hesitate.
Frankie pushed herself down my shaft and groaned hard the whole way down. She didn’t stop. She didn’t even slow as she ground her ass into my pelvis when she hit bottom. She used her arms and legs to rotate herself around the bedpost and back again, taking my cock with her.
With my legs dangling off the bed and my balls pressed to the base of the bedpost, there was nothing I could do to add to the action other than pivot my hips forward and back, being careful not to crush my balls on the post. That did add something, but Frankie was in total control and she used her arms and legs again to pull herself up my shaft and then drop back down again, never breaking contact between the post and her pussy.
To get the angle right, Frankie had to pull her torso closer to the bedpost. This did two things: her clitoris was now dragging on the post and she was tit-fucking the post at the same time. Her hips snapped back a few times taking my cock with them. I guessed that she was reacting to her blood engorged clitoris riding on the post.
As strong as she was from our continuing workouts, I knew she was getting tired. I figured that she could probably continue like she was to get herself off on the bedpost, but I doubted that she would be able to continue long enough to get me off since I had so recently cum. I tried to help her by lifting her gorgeous ass as she pulled up my shaft.