He fucked her steadily until he got off, apparently ignoring her needs, although she had no idea what her needs were except to be pounded like a drum. His cock slipped out of her pussy on the third spurt of cum and shot a stream up her belly to her tits, before he shoved it back into her. Shelly grasped his arms to brace for his thrusts as he continued to stroke her.
He lifted her and rolled to his back with Shelly on top of him, settling down on her knees each side of his hips, his cock still buried in her. She leaned ahead, her eyes closed, her tits dangling over his face as she rode his cock mindlessly until her ass cheeks began to constrict and tighten. She flattened down on top of him with her legs thrust down between his, pressing sideways for leverage as she ground her pussy at him, twisting and turning around his still stiff shaft. She froze there after getting off, clamped against him, his hands full of her cramping ass cheeks, tugging and pulling them apart.
“Leave it in me as long as you can,” Shelly groaned, “that’s the best feeling in the world.” He rolled them to their sides facing each other, her upper leg hooked over his hip, his lithe hard body still grinding her, not able to get enough of the feel of her. They slow fucked, his cock staying hard enough to keep working into her. They kissed and rubbed their bodies on each other. They took turns, he running his cock in and out while she remained passive, and then the reverse, she thrusting at him as his hand clasped one ass cheek and his fingertips teased the crease and her butt hole.
She tried to mount him again, pushing him back, wanting to ride him as before. But he held her still, “Let’s get off like this, love the feel of your naked body wrapped around me.” He took over and began to slide his cock in and out relentlessly, his hip providing the driving force as he hooked an arm under her upper leg to spread her wider. His cock was back at full hardness as he stroked her without pause. She surrendered to him, allowing him to use her and pleasure himself with her, wantonly open to him for anything he wished. Then he was back on top of her, fucking madly. She must have passed out as she came again. All she could feel was his hot cream spurting inside of her once more.
They lay there quietly, his cock finally squeezed out of her pulsing pussy, sliding out but still jammed against her creamy lips and bush. “My God,” giggled Shelly, “I just knew it would be great, but that was beyond great. My pussy will be sore tomorrow. But it feels wonderful right now.” She clamped her thighs tightly, enjoying the sensations. “What now? We’re all sticky. Do we dare shower together? What if Bill got up for a leak.”
Jim laid back, one arm stretched up over his head, totally relaxed and not caring one way or the other what was next. But he finally said, “Let’s go to the beach with a blanket. It’s dark as hell, nobody up anywhere. We can wash off in the ocean and lay on the sand in our robes.”
“And then what?”