Angie thought she heard Goran’s words, “I want you again,” whispered in her ear.
Dreamlike, and quiet, Angie moaned and tilted her hips. Goran couldn’t tell if Angie was dreaming or responding to his words. Her hips had moved just enough that the tip of his cock was now pressed against the opening of her pussy. Goran paused. He didn’t want to enter her unless he knew she was awake and expecting it. He knew he was a guest and there were boundaries, but this one hadn’t been discussed. Derek was clearly asleep, and awake or not, Angie was aroused.
“I want to be inside you,” he whispered.
Angie heard Goran’s words again. Her body pressed down against the pressure on her pussy. Goran’s cock slid in with ease, her pussy still lubricated with cum. Her breathing hitched. The cock inside her began a slow and continuous rhythm: long deep stroke in, long deep stroke out. The movement was deliberate, designed to get the longest sensation from each thrust. Slowly in, slowly out. Slowly in, slowly out. This was a change from the normal hard pounding that she loved. The gentle erotic thrusts matched the surreal nature of her dream. The feeling of the body behind her was hot and strong. She knew her husband was in the dream somewhere, she could sense him, but then she became lost in the moment, just her and Goran.
Angie was being unusually quiet in her actions. Of all the times Goran had been with Angie and Derek, she was vocal, loud, and pounding. Angie loved sex. She loved getting fucked hard, but this time was different. There was no vocal feedback, no heavy shaking of the bed, no loud moaning, just the gentle movement of her body and heavy breathing.
Derek continued to sleep. Goran briefly thought Angie was being quiet as to not wake her husband. But the silkiness of Angie’s pussy drew Goran’s thoughts completely back to her. He made his strokes longer, slowly, as deep as he could go, waiting for a moment, then slowly withdrawing. The tip of his cock barely left her pussy on each outward stroke, stopping only at the opening. Then another long stroke back into her pussy to start the cycle again. Each deep thrust resulted in the quietest of moans from Angie. Each stroke out caused a hitch in her breathing as the tip of his cock would barely leave her pussy, just before it plunged in deep again.
The pulling out of Goran’s cock during this gentle session made her want to feel him more. With each tease she wanted him deeper again. Angie pulled her hand off Derek’s chest and reached back to Goran’s hip. She adjusted her body with each thrust, pushing herself further onto Goran’s cock to feel him even deeper. Angie’s pussy was slick. The cum from earlier in the night added to the sensation of being taken, of fully submitting to the sexual desires of her men.
The slow, long fucking of Angie’s pussy had pulled out the rest of Derek’s cum, and left Goran’s cock very slick. The gentle movement also caused some of Goran’s cum from earlier in the night to drip from her ass.
Having sex with his cock and balls slick with cum, some of which wasn’t his own, was new to Goran. It was not something he had ever fantasized about, but with Angie it really turned him on. He wasn’t sure why. He knew that despite their swinging history, Derek had been the only one to fuck Angie without a condom and cum inside her. Until him. Maybe it was part knowing that it was such an exclusive thing for Angie. But he had determined that his real motivation was that he wanted to have Angie in every way possible. The fact that he was only the second guy to ever have sex with her bareback and cum inside her only added to his desire to take her whenever and however possible.