I thought of the mutual lust we had quickly formed between us, removing all doubt of what would come next.
Naked, erect and horny; moist, ready and willing. We both couldn’t resist. She slid herself down to a more desirable position for our act. I got a hand down there and searched for the opening to her now trickling vagina.
Grabbing hold of my cock, I pushed lightly down upon it and pressed it lightly against her opening. A slight gasp escaped her mouth, but her eyes were closed. Suddenly she pushed herself down upon my cock, quickly pushing me deep inside her. The sudden tight warm moistness shot from the tip to the base of my cock. I was buried inside her when she began to slowly lift her waist back up again. Her vagina gripped my cock, squeezing me, as she slid herself slowly upwards again. Only the top of my cock remained inside her warmth.
Slower this time, she slid her way down, continuing to lightly grip every inch of my penis as it entered her. I knew it wouldn’t be long until I came, the feeling and arousal was too strong to hold back.
We continued in a rhythm for a minute or so, the impending orgasm was seconds away. Without warning, I bucked my hips down to release myself from her grip. My penis slid out of her warm depths and the orgasm hit. Sperm shot out of my shaft, strings of the thick white liquid shot past her ass cheeks onto her back. I kept thrusting my hips to continue some kind of rhythm to ensure every drop of sperm emptied from me onto her.
She loved it. Her soft moans I had been hearing turned into a wild gasp of pleasure. My cock tingled from the excitement and release. She lightly placed her chest on top of mine and slipped her hands underneath the pillow, either side of my head.
Within minutes she had fallen asleep, wanting to sleep myself, I lightly pushed her off me and onto her side of the bed, where she probably should have stayed the whole night. Her back was facing me, I saw the large load of sperm I had deposited upon her run off the side and drip onto the sheet underneath her. With this, I turned the other way and closed my eyes, trying to comprehend the effects of this event on our relationship.
But secretly I hoped she’d loved it, and secretly I wished it would happen again, and soon.