She dropped her body down on him suddenly. Her knees took her weight as her husband filled her completely. She moaned, half-regretting her impetuous plunge, but soon her body accustomed itself to his bulk. Her body accepted him even as she tensed barely controllable cunt muscles to massage his shaft deep inside her.
Peggy began raising and lowering her body on him, varying the motion by thrashing her groin around to grind herself against his body. Her hands found the points of his shoulders and she steadied herself by clamping her fingers tight there. Peggy’s breath whistled between clinched teeth while she rocked back and forth on Kyle’s hard cock. She increased the pace, whipping her hips in faster and faster rhythms. There was no plan, no design to what she was doing now. Peggy was fucking her man as any female animal used her mate.
In seconds she felt the familiar warm flowing sensation emanating from her vagina lips and spreading quickly throughout her lower abdomen. She eased a hand down to massage the flesh over her clitoris. Plunging up and down as fast as her knees could flex, she worked her orgasm higher with her fingers. She squeezed gently at her prepuce, letting the pressure be transmitted on to the sensitive nub underneath.
She felt the delicate pain but the line between pain and pleasure had been blurred. Peggy knew only the gratification of physical contact now. She mashed her pussy lips against her husband’s hard crotch and moved her lower body even faster.
Her pleasure built higher. She was taken by surprise when her excitement flashed from a low-grade stirring deep inside her to a burning need. She lost control of her body. Her fingers twitched erratically as they sought to stroke the place over her clit, sending random sensations up through overloaded nerve endings. The heat spread up her belly to envelope her breasts and beyond. In seconds, her mind could not take anything more. Her body convulsed, jerking in unpredictable little jolts that had her dancing on her knees over Kyle’s lap. The hand still on his shoulder clamped down violently; her fingernails made deep impressions into his skin, barely short of cutting into the flesh.
She stopped all movement. Both eyes were nearly shut but she couldn’t see anything anyway. Her eyes were unfocused, watching a thing no one can view. Peggy felt the sensations welling up from her clit and the sensitive places around the entrance to her vagina soar higher. They intensified; the feelings swarmed together, mixing, swirling ever higher and becoming more powerful until the lip of something outstanding was reached.
Her body rocked twice more, seeking the smallest of stimulations to send her over the top. Peggy reached for it. She glorified in the total loss of herself in the sensations that flooded over her. She collapsed on top of Kyle, breathing hoarsely. She had no strength, no control of her body. She surrendered, allowing her upper body to slide down on top of her husband’s. She heard Kyle chuckle.