My First Memory of Sex with Nicole

This experience seems like lifetimes ago and I will freely and honestly admit I am nervous to write it because I do not want to miss out on special details. I am certain Nicole’s memories are different than my own and that the details she would recall are different that what I would recall. But still, I want to write this in a way to honor that special moment for each of us. So here it is.

Shortly after Nicole and I began dating I attempted to kiss her, but she shied away from me. I felt so unsure about what she really wanted afterwards that it was nearly a month later before I attempted to kiss her again. She told me later that she was beginning to wonder if she was going to have to kiss me instead. There really was so much shyness and so much hesitancy on my part. I even kind of wonder how she and I made it to the point that we did.

I can’t even recall how long she and I had been dating before the first time we had sex. At the time I am sure it seemed like forever. Now I think it probably was not very long at all. I picked her up from home to go out on a date. The car I drove was not the same as the one I described before. Unfortunately it developed far more problems than could be fixed.

When we went on our date we did not have many options. We were not yet old enough to drink, and that meant we were not old enough to go to the main dance clubs whose main source of revenue was selling alcohol. Luckily there was a place which set up a dance floor and for a few hours on Friday and Saturday nights permitted only teens (no one over 20 allowed). It was a strange mix because some teens are still so young to be out dancing like that, and the majority of them are still too shy to get out on the dance floor.

We did dance though. We smiled for each other, and tried to talk over the loud music, and enjoyed the lights. My favorite memory from that club was sitting with my back against the wall, while Nicole leaned against me. My right arm was over her shoulder and my finger tips caressed her thigh through her tight jeans.

I don’t know how long we stayed, but we both wanted something quieter and just to spend time with each other before we both had to return to our respective homes. We left and went to the same place to park where the other story (Sex With Nicole In A Car) would take place later. I remember my ears still ringing from the music, and I remember we talked some but I can’t recall any of the words we said now.

I think after I parked the car we started kissing. I am sure it started shyly, but very quickly evolved into more excitement and passion. I did not know it at the time, but I tasted her arousal in her kisses. I also didn’t know it, but tasting a woman’s arousal through her kiss is an incredible aphrodisiac for me. The more we kissed, the more inflamed my lust became.

Each moment of kissing pushed me to be bolder. I touched her through her clothes, nervously moving my hand closer and closer to her breast until it was warmly pressed under my palm. She shifted to press it into my palm even more giving me the sign that she wanted me touching her.

We kept kissing, sometimes pausing to whisper something to each other, but mostly enjoying the thrill of our tongues together, and the way our bodies were becoming so inflamed with lust and desire for each other.

When I finally dared to let my hand slip into the waist of her pants, she offered only desire and no resistance. My fingers slid into her pants and lifted the waistband of her panties to allow those same fingers to slip between her legs. What I found took my breath away and pushed me to the height of my desire for her.

She was so wet that her panties were coated with her juice, and my fingers were sliding against the fabric and against her skin easily. I knew then how ready she was to have sex and I couldn’t resist any longer. I pulled my hand back and worked to remove her pants. Unbuttoned, unzipped and sliding down her hips.

As soon as they were out of my way, I released my cock from the restraint of denim and cotton. I moved over to her seat. My knees were on the rough floor of the passenger side. It took some shifting and moving before I was properly lined up.

I was past the point of waiting, but not past the point of being gentle. I let my cock slide into her gently. There was no resistance because she was so wet. I couldn’t even slide all the way in, but she felt so incredible. I have never been able to think of any words that could possible describe the feeling of being inside of her that first time. I just know that in that moment I could feel the entirety of my cock surrounded by the most beautiful and pleasurable sensation I have ever known.

When I recall that moment, I do not remember thinking of the person under me who was sharing the experience. I just remember that moment and that feeling of pleasure surrounding my cock.

When I moved, sliding my cock back so I could thrust into her, I became aware of her intensely. I tried to study her, to understand her pleasure and desire. I think my effort to study that night was futile though. All of my senses were being overwhelmed with pleasure. The scent of her was clean and clearly and unmistakable within the small confines of my old car with its old car smells. The movements of her body sent shivers of pleasure through me. The soft moans she allowed herself to make were a thrill to my ears, and the sight of her body underneath me, where her bare skin was glowing from lamplight was a feast to my eyes. The softness of her everywhere she touched me and the heat radiating from her body permeated me. Lastly, I could still taste her kisses in my mouth.

I never had a chance to last. In that moment, and in that feeling, I am not sure any man could have lasted for very long. When I came, I tried to push deep into Nicole, but the seat was still in my way. I could feel my cum flooding out of me and into her. I could feel each spurt of my cum fill the shaft of my cock to overflowing before the throbbing sent it jetting into her. My entire body trembled with my orgasm, but I remained quiet for fear of being overheard.

When it was over, we kissed and shared the moment of pleasure for a few minutes more before we had to rush to leave.

Later we talked and we both admitted that the first time we were more in lust than in love, but we did fall in love.

 

The position we were in, and the seat prevented me from breaking her hymen. Nicole was a virgin, and technically was still a virgin after that night. I have not told the story of when she truly gave her virginity to me. This story, about the night in the car was like the first for me. My cock was wet from her, and my seat was stained from my cum and her juices. I will be very demanding of myself when I write the story of taking her virginity, because that is when it was her real first time. To this day, so many years later, I do still love her and care about her, and I want her to read that story and remember with the same feelings that I remember it with.

Pleasure


Leigh is a long term friend. She and I knew each other for a lot of years before we had sex with each other. You can read about that weekend story in The First Time with Leigh. This story is something more current.

Leigh is a giver. She is like me and finds her pleasure in seeing her partner pleasured. It is not quite the same ego as it is with me though. It is more natural to her to simply enjoy the pleasure in her partner. Our first meeting was too brief for me to have learned much about this aspect of her. The more recent meeting though, she learned about my desire to pleasure her, to cause her to lose herself in lust with me. I learned about her desire to do that to me.

How does one pleasure a partner who desires to give pleasure more than to receive it? Simple, let go and let her give me pleasure. This was not an easy thing to do, but I managed.

I lay on my back while we talked. Our naked bodies laying together, skin caressing skin. Between words, we kissed. Between kisses on the lips, we kissed necks, cheeks, ears, and shoulders.

Leigh kept me on my back and kissed her way onto my chest. She licked my skin, and sucked my nipples. She continued kissing my skin, sucking and gently nibbling my chest, then my stomach. Her hand gently caressed and led the way. Her fingers lightly traced my hard cock and between my legs to caress my balls.

It was my turn to suck in my breath. My turn to sigh, and my turn to moan with pleasure. Her lips found my cock. She kissed the length of my cock. She licked and gently sucked the tender skin from tip to base. Her tongue traced the lines of the head, and her lips left a trail of moisture up and down the entire length.

In a previous relationship, I was not allowed to cum in my partner’s mouth. It was a long term relationship which lasted for several years. I was not allowed to cum in her mouth for medical reasons. I knew, understood, and accepted that situation. It was not her fault and would not be held against her at all. The result was that I changed and it became difficult for me to allow myself to cum in a partner’s mouth. We are adaptable, we change, and this was one of my changes.

I knew what Leigh wanted though. I knew she wanted to have control of pleasuring me. I released all inhibitions. I released all reservations. I let any and all sexual images pass through my mind as they would. I reached out to my own body and fully experience the sensation of Leigh’s lips and tongue working magic on my cock. She is very good at this. She wants me to feel this pleasure and she is listening to my body and adjusting to give me the most pleasure she can.

Her talent and my not holding anything back let it happen. I was going to cum. She was going to make me cum. I almost asked if she wanted me to cum in her mouth. I refrained from asking. I let her know with my moans, and with the tension of my body that I was going to cum. I grabbed the cover under me and gripped it tightly in my fist. I pushed up with my hips, as if asking her to suck more of my cock into her mouth. Leigh moved with me and for me.

She stayed with me, keeping her mouth fixed on my cock, my cum pulsated into the shaft. It released. I moaned as quiet as I could manage, it sounded more like a growl than a moan, or maybe it was a nice combination of a growl and a moan. Whatever it was, I really don’t care, I was in the throes of a nice orgasm. I was enjoying a really rare moment of cumming in my partner’s mouth.

When I was done. Leigh kissed her way back up my body and to my lips where I gladly kissed her. She relaxed against me. I could feel satisfaction oozing from her body molding against mine. I could feel my own satisfaction while relaxing against her.

We talked in the darkness. Then she said one thing that struck home. If I could see her, I would see that she had a big shit eating smile on. She was truly happy with pleasuring me. I was happy that I had let go and allowed her to give me that pleasure without feeling that I had to do something in return. I had done something in return. I had given her my pleasure, and she gladly accepted it.

The First Time With Leigh

This is another of my old memories. Not as old as the memories with Nicole. Still, it predates much of what has been written here.

Leigh and I met at a time I was dating a friend of hers. Even then I should have known better. It was obvious that Leigh’s friend and I were on different paths. She was destined to go Westward, and I was destined to go Eastward with both of us crossing large bodies of water. At the time, Leigh was on the same path as her friend.

The relationship between Leigh’s friend and I ended just before she and Leigh moved to another city (one which I would join them in later). This gave Leigh and I a chance to spend a two day road trip with each other in my latest small car. It wasn’t all bells and whistles. I hadn’t gotten over the friend or the end of that relationship, and we witnessed a tragic event during that trip. Still, we did talk and got to know each other during that time.

Two months later I caught up to Leigh in the next city, but she was already packed and leaving again. Her path had changed and now we did not know where she was going. My path remained unchanged for the next six months. During that time I chose to marry, and because of that marriage, I did not go East across the ocean as planned. I found myself in the middle of America.

To my surprise, Leigh was there too. She was married by this time and pregnant. It was not long afterwards that my own wife became pregnant. We were friends in all ways, and neither of us was willing to cheat on our spouses. I can also safely say that Leigh hid her feelings well. I did not know that she wanted to get to know me better since before the two day car trip. Circumstances were always against us.

Years later, and more moves to other cities for both us found us each single. We did not live close to each other, but she traveled to see me. We spent a weekend together and it was the first time we were both single, and without the distraction dating or having dated a friend.

I knew it was possible that she and I would have sex while she was visiting. I didn’t know how to feel about that though. She was my friend, and I really cared for her as my friend. I feared sex was something that could cost me that friendship which I treasured.

I drove four hours to meet her at the airport. She kindly drove on the way back (too many hours awake for me). We were both completely exhausted by the time we got back to my home. We briefly talked about sleeping arrangements and decided to share the bed and for each of us to sleep as we were used to. For her that was a loose t-shirt and underwear. For me, it was underwear only.

We climbed between the sheets, and talked a few minutes before sleep claimed both of us.

We have talked about that night since then and neither of us really knows what truly happened. Maybe it was the proximity of warm skin and that we both snuggled with each other during our sleep. Maybe it was the scent of the opposite sex filling our senses during our rest. Maybe it was the skin, or the touches, or maybe there was always something there.

We awoke, and we kissed. It was shy and tentative for both of us. We were both uncertain about whether or not we were doing the right thing for ourselves, and for our friendship. We were both wanting though. For both of us, it had been too long since we had enjoyed the pleasure of the opposite sex.

The hands started exploring and it was not long before the only three articles of clothing were gone and we lay naked in each other’s arms. I was hard and ready and I wanted her. She was wet and ready to accept me.

I took control and I slid into her. Caught between the needs of my own lust and the desires to insure she received her pleasure as well. I kept enough control to bring her to satisfaction. It was not easy because my own lust just wanted to take over and get its own satisfaction. I kept it reined in just enough. Enough to prolong the pleasure and it enjoy it that much more and enough to give Leigh as much or more pleasure than she was giving me.

We spent the majority of that weekend together like that. We were caught up in each other’s arms, exploring each other’s bodies. Discussing the past and wondering why we waited even though we well knew the exact reason. We shared time together without distraction. We did not lose our friendship, or how much we cared for and about each other. Sex just added a new dimension.

That weekend I confessed a responsibility that I had to attend to. One that kept her and I apart for a few more years before she and I came back together again.

Zoey’s Orgy Dream Part 2

Continued from Part 1

Later that evening, I got to watch something I have wanted to watch for a very long time. I watched two of the men sucking each other off. I don’t know if it was Frank and one of the other men or if it was the other two men. It didn’t really matter to me who it was. I just wanted to watch. I watched them as they ran their hands over the other one’s chest and stomach. They were really enjoying giving the other one pleasure. It was interesting the amount of joy they received from giving the other one pleasure.

When the men were done, I started kissing the other woman.

I enjoyed running my hands down her body and feeling her soft skin. My fingers explored her tits, even pinching her nipples and feeling them harden under my touch. I felt her stomach shudder and she inhaled sharply when my hand moved down her stomach. I caressed across her ribs and I ran my hands down her back so I could grasp her ass. I could hear the moan in her throat.
She broke the kiss and made me lay back onto the bed.

“I want to taste you.” She told me.

She kissed me timidly. I sensed this was the first time for her to go down on a woman. Shyly, she started to lick my pussy. She would dart her tongue in and out of my pussy. She just seemed to know how I liked to have my clit played with, and she pushed three fingers inside of me at the same time. I couldn’t help but moan and grind my hips so that my pussy pushed against her face.

“Turn around so I can taste you too” I told her.

She positioned herself over me so she could go right back to eating me. She wasted no time pushing her fingers back into my pussy and using her wonderful lips and tongue on my clit.

I wrapped my arms around her legs and used my hands to open the lips of her pussy. I felt nervous because I had never done this to a woman before. I opened my mouth and led with my tongue as I lifted my head straight to her pussy. I inhaled the scent. It was an incredibly strong scent of sex. I had smelled this scent before at times I had gone down on Frank to get him hard enough to fuck me again.

In moments my tongue was fully against the lips of her pussy and I liked the taste. I stopped hesitating and licked her. I pushed my tongue into the folds of her pussy and felt it slide inside. I liked the feel of her pussy around my tongue every time I slid my tongue into her. It was almost as though her muscles were trying to draw my tongue deeper into her.

The things she was doing to my pussy were so intense. There was no chance I could hold back an orgasm. I felt it building and I grew tense trying to hold it back. I wanted to feel her cum on my tongue. I wanted her to push down on my face hard and fuck my mouth with her pussy and just cum on me until she couldn’t breathe.

My hands grabbed her ass and legs even tighter and I pulled her tight against my face just like I wanted her to do on her own. I felt her push her fingers even deeper into my pussy and she started sucking my clit. Her other hand had a death grip on my leg and I realized she was going to cum soon.
I pushed my tongue deeper into her pussy, forcing it in as far as it would go. I felt her pussy pressed hard against my chin and realized her clit was rubbing against my chin. My face was so wet that her clit was easily sliding back and forth over my chin while my tongue flicked in and out of her pussy.

I couldn’t take anymore and I cried out into her pussy when she made me cum. I felt the vibration of her moaning into my clit when she came with me. I felt my body trying to buck against her, and I felt her body trying to buck against me. I had her ass held so tightly she couldn’t possibly move my head and tongue away from her pussy.

In moments I couldn’t take anymore, my clit was getting too sensitive and I pulled my head back. I was just about to find a way to make her stop when she turned her head away from my clit. I could feel her hot breath on the inside of my thigh. She was panting just like I was, and we were both sweating from the pleasure we gave each other. I held her there and she gladly didn’t move while we just continued to tremble with pleasure with our bodies held so closely together.

After a few minutes we both had regained our breath enough to move. She rolled off of me toward the two men she came in with. I realized Frank was on the other side of me when he slid close to me and pulled me into his arms. I turned to face the other three, pressing my back against Frank. His soft wet cock pressed against my ass, while he held me close, as if to pull me into his body, or to reclaim me as his. I smiled in the afterglow of really amazing sex and just relaxed into Frank’s embrace.

Zoey’s Orgy Dream Part 1

At one point in time Frank and I were able to see each other on a regular basis. Circumstances have changed since that time and unfortunately, that is no longer the case. It has been a long time since I have seen Frank. Honestly, a few hours used to seem like an eternity. However, there are occasions that I dream about being with Frank. This happens to be one of those dreams.

At the beginning of the dream, Frank and I have just had very satisfying orgasms. This is strange because most of the time at the beginning sex hasn’t happened yet. Anyway, Frank is above me up on his arms looking into my eyes. We smile at each other, and Frank drops his head so our foreheads are touching. He tells me, “Sweetie, I have to move.” I frown at this statement, but I unwrap my legs from around his legs. I know I was holding him there on purpose because I wanted to keep him on top of me as well as inside of me for as long as I could.

Frank moves off of me and lies on his side with his head propped up on his hand. He has this look in his eyes. I’ve seen this look. I know this look. He has something planned. I ask the question with the look on my face.

He smiles at me and tells me, “I invited some friends over.”

That explains what he was doing at the door. He was making sure it was unlocked so we wouldn’t have to get out of bed to let them in. I roll over so I can press my back against his chest. He knows I want him to hold me and he wraps his arms around me. I love it when he holds me. It’s like he is trying to pull me full length into his body. It always made me feel safe, secure, and loved.

Frank starts to kiss and nuzzle my neck. He latches on with his mouth. I put my hand in his hair to hold him to the spot, begging him with my actions to brand me as his.
A short time later, Frank’s friends showed up. Two men and a woman. Frank and I are still in bed, completely and gloriously naked. The others decide they are overdressed and they begin undressing. I assist the two men, and Frank assists the woman.

I got the better end of this deal. I help the men out of their shirts, and help myself to the pleasure of caressing their bare chests with my fingertips. I can’t resist but to lean forward and kiss and taste their bare skin one after the other.

Each one takes hold of one of my tits as if they are in perfect sync with each other. With a brief look passed between them, they lean forward and each takes a nipple into their mouths. The sensation of having both of my nipples sucked at the same time causes me to shudder uncontrollably. Without thinking clearly, my fingers wind into their hair and I hold them both there.

I remove my hands from their hair and caress their bodies as I work my fingers down to their pants so I can undo the buttons and get their pants off. The feel of their tongues on my nipples and their hands caressing my back, my ass, my legs, and even my pussy are making my pussy throb and I need to feel a cock inside of me soon.

In the back of my mind I know Frank is enjoying taking the clothes off the woman, but at this point in time, I don’t really care.

Both of the men help me get them out of their pants, while somehow always keeping a hand on my skin, and mouths kissing and sucking on me.

I hear the woman moaning and I realize Frank has slid his hard cock into her. I know exactly what she is feeling. I find myself laying on my back and the soft head of a cock pressing against my pussy. I know I have become incredibly wet, and that my juices have mixed with Frank’s cum inside of my pussy. There is no resistance as this man pushes his cock into my already well fucked pussy.

I feel the cock of the other man rubbing against my lips. He wants some satisfaction as well. I enjoy the taste of the cock on my tongue. I start to lick and suck him so that he knows that I enjoy pleasing a man with my mouth.

It doesn’t take long to get the cock in my mouth about ready to explode. I can feel the cum starting to move up his shaft. I have never liked the feel of a man cumming in my mouth so at the last second I pull him out right before he cums. The angle he is at when he releases shoots his cum onto my chest. The man inside of me starts to pump harder because he wants to be able to feel the satisfaction as well.

An orgasm starts to build in me as he pumps harder and faster. I try to hold it off, but it’s building too quickly. I cry out as the orgasm wracks my body.

Continued in Part 2

She Chooses Sex

I have gone back and pulled out one of my earliest written stories.  I thought about rewriting this story using elements and skills I have gained since I first wrote this story.  I have chosen for now to leave the story as I wrote it so that you may see a bit of the history of my writing.  I may yet rewrite this story so that it fits my current writing style.  I may stay nostalgic and not tamper with it.  I certainly cannot make any promises one way or the other.

Once upon a time, a young woman named Sha’dia told me that she and I were not going to have sex. She said that it was the girl who made the choice and the guy had to live with it and she had decided we weren’t going to have sex. Well, she was wrong. Now before anyone thinks this is a rape story, I’ll put that to rest right now. It’s not. Every person I have had sex with was completely consensual. Granted, I am sure that one or two (or more) had sex with me for reasons different than just wanting to have sex. I am preferring not explore that right now.

Now, back to the story. It happened back when I was in the military service. She was also in the military, and we were both stationed at the same post. We saw each other daily at work. One Friday night we were hanging out. Friends of ours were off doing other things. So we were just hanging out. We decided to go for a walk. The conversation got a bit interesting and interesting led to kissing.

Unfortunately for us, the barracks we lived in had some pretty strict rules about opposite sexes in the same rooms (yeah, it kind of sucked). So we headed to town and found a convenient hotel (seems they had lots of military customers, I wonder why).

The nice thing about having the hotel room and the entire evening is that we didn’t feel rushed. So we kissed and undressed each other. I explored her body from ears to toes with my lips. She particular liked being tantalized with kisses that came close to her pussy without actually touching. Not that she complained about the orgasms I brought her to when I did suck her clit.

We had a really nice evening exploring each other’s bodies, and giving each other pleasure. Eventually we fell asleep exhausted (and I was glad I lasted long enough to see her tired, she was in good shape).

The next morning we awoke with at least a couple hours to spare before we had to leave the room, so we relaxed and kissed a bit. She got the impression I wanted to have sex with her one more time. I swear I never said a word and never kissed her in a way that just plain suggested I wanted to have sex with her right then. That is when she gave her statement. I know she was thinking ahead to us returning to our jobs and not revealing our one night stand to any of our co-workers. I am not sure why I was worried about it at the time. My attitude now, I wouldn’t have given a shit what my co-workers thought of me having sex with someone from the workplace.

The thing is, her statement was like a challenge. You know, that she was so sure that it was all up to her, that she made the choice and I didn’t get a say in the matter. It made me want to prove her wrong.

So I kissed with that intention. You know, if she really didn’t want to have sex, she probably should have gotten up and gotten dressed, instead of staying there in that bed with me and allowing me to kiss her at will. I am not used to a no-words seduction, but the moment was right for it. I had to depend on the ability of my lips to talk to her body, and not my words to talk to her mind.

The crowning moment. Her body could not resist the kissing and touching. The more I kissed and the more I touched, the more she responded. The words she spoke before she lowered herself down onto my cock. ‘You bastard’. Spoken through Sha’dia’s sexy smile that lasted only a moment before her lips met mine. That kissed lasted only a moment before she needed to turn her head slightly she could breathe easier.

The sex took us close to checkout time. Then the cab took us back to our normal lives. We never told our co-workers, and I honestly hope she didn’t forget any more than I did.

Sex With A Co-Ed Part 6

Continued From Sex With A Co-Ed Part 5

I did not need to relax long. My cock was still stiff inside her pussy because I did not cum with her. I just needed a moment to catch my breath, to let my muscles recover a bit before I started again.

Juliann was content to hold me there caressing my back. The feel of her finger tips across my skin seemed to seep under my skin, into my blood, and through my cock. I didn’t want to move because I wanted to lay there and enjoy.

She turned her head to kiss my neck. She wasn’t intense about it. It was soft and sensual, and everything we both needed in that moment. I could feel her hot breath cooling the sweat on my neck every moment her lips were kissing my tender skin.

I don’t know how long we lay like that with her kissing me and caressing me, but I did notice the moment she shifted her hips and caused my cock to slide out slightly and then slide back in. The feel of her pussy sliding along the length of my cock went through my body. It went down to my toes, and up to the top of my head. Every tired muscle forgot that it was tired.

I knew though, that I needed to change position and change the way her pussy would feel around my cock before I could cum again. I had gone too long fucking in one position without cumming to be able to cum from that position. I pushed myself up off of her and let my cock slide out. She immediately frowned, letting me know she didn’t want my cock to slide out.

“Turn over on your hands and knees,” I told her with a smile.

Juliann smiled back at me and turned over as quickly as she could. It seemed only a second and her beautiful ass was right before me. I slid forward on my knees, taking that ass into the palm of my left hand. My right hand took my cock and guided it right back to her pussy. I didn’t just slide in, I pushed in all the way. I grabbed her hips with both hands and pulled tight, forcing every bit of my cock into her very wet pussy.

I felt her shudder as she gasped out, “Ah, yes!”

I relaxed my hands on her hips and began thrusting into her. I felt her pussy pushing tightly against the underside of my cock with every thrust. She rocked with me, meeting every thrust with my body slamming into her ass, making her muscles jiggle from the impact. If anyone was close enough, I know they would clearly hear the slapping sound our bodies made every time I thrust into this sexy co-ed.

I felt my cum rising into my cock and I knew I would not be able to hold back if I wanted to. It was coming up so fast. I used everything I had to just slow it down because I wanted her to cum with me. I was so caught up in the feeling of my impending orgasm that I had no idea how close she would be to cumming.

Somehow I was thrusting into her even harder and faster. My fingers were digging into her hips and ass. I couldn’t stop myself. I couldn’t control my fingers grabbing her so tight I was sure I would leave bruises. I couldn’t stop thrusting into her.

Then it hit. I pulled her ass against me with all of my strength. I buried my cock deep into her cunt. My ass clinched with the effort and I came inside of her. I could feel my cock jumping inside her pussy. I could feel my cum shooting out of the end of my cock and into her. I could feel the cum squeezing through my cock where her pussy was holding it tightly.

Somehow I registered the sound of her cumming with me. My eyes were closed, while I panting and uttering with gasps and growls of pleasure while I just kept cumming inside of her.

I couldn’t believe how much cum I felt pour through my cock because I thought I had put most of my cum on her tits. It did come to an end though. I felt all of my muscles give away at once. I became dizzy and leaned forward.

Juliann leaned forward with me and we both slid down to the bed. I managed to shift and fall onto my left side beside her. She turned onto her left side with me. My cock was free of her pussy, but neither of us felt enough energy to slide it back in. We just lay there together, trying to catch our breath.

That night was the change of everything, and of nothing. We were both so thirsty we got up and must have drunk a gallon of water before going back to the bed and collapsing under the covers. We had sex once more in the middle of the night and again in the morning after the sun came up. She joined me in the shower where we washed each other and realized we both had some really sore muscles.

We didn’t change our friendship. Somehow we both fully agreed we didn’t want to be in a relationship, and it just didn’t seem right to try and be in a relationship with each other. We got together for sex a few more times before we ended up going separate ways.

That first time, though, was the most intense, and the most memorable night we shared.

Sex With A Co-Ed Part 5

Continued from Sex With A Co-Ed Part 4

Juliann ground her clit against my body while she came on me. It felt like she was trying to push me back through the mattress. Bright red scratch marks ran down my chest, barely missing my nipples, from her fingernails digging into my skin. I felt the sting of every one of those scratches.

One moment Juliann was completely tense and forcing her body onto me as hard as she could, and then everything just seemed to release at once. Her arms gave out, but she held on just enough to keep her body from falling onto me.

Her breath was hot and rapid against the cool sweat on my shoulder and neck. Our bodies were both slick with sweat that was now mixing between us. I turned my head to kiss her neck. I took the salty taste onto my tongue. I kissed tenderly, but with eagerness. My enraged cock was still buried in her pussy, and I wanted more.

From the sound of her breathing, I guessed this co-ed was still numb and possibly barely conscious after that amazingly intense orgasm. I wasn’t going to let her stay that way though. The night was still very young and I wanted to make love to her until it was just impossible for both of us to stay awake.

I gently caressed her rapidly cooling back. My fingertips moving across the sweat covered skin. Even though I felt the sweat cooling, I could still feel intense heat from her skin.

I shifted my hips, pushing my cock up into her pussy. With another shift, I was in position and began gently sliding my cock in and out of her pussy. Her fingers weakly tightened on my shoulders. A raspy moan escaped her throat.

I thrust into her slowly and gently. I used my cock to massage the muscles that moments ago were throbbing uncontrollably around it. I felt how hot and slick her legs were against mine. I felt the sweat collecting on my stomach between us. My mouth was open against her neck and I was drinking her in. Every salty drop was Juliann on my tongue.

I felt her lift up slightly. I thrust slightly faster. She turned her head, pushing my lips away from her neck, and she returned the favor. I felt her tongue on my neck. I felt her licking the sweat off of me, and tasting me. I closed on my eyes and focused on my cock sliding into her pussy.

Juliann lifted up. “Oh my God. I can’t move my legs.” She said with a voice that was almost dry.

I pulled her back down to me. “Let me help then.” I replied.

I rolled us both over so she was on her back. I slipped out while we moved, and easily slid right back in. I pushed up on my arms and began sliding my cock into her again. She let her legs fall to the bed and lifted one hand to my chest, her fingertips lightly brushing against the scratches she caused.

“Oh! I’m sorry!”

I could tell she felt concern when she saw the red marks she had left on my chest.

I smiled, “Don’t worry about it, I can hardly feel anything.” I lied. With the sweat from both of our bodies hitting those scratches, I was definitely feeling every single one of them at the same time. At the moment I didn’t care. Every sting was a badge of honor for that great orgasm she had with me. Every sting was secondary to the feeling of being inside of her.

She kept her fingers on my chest and closed her eyes while I thrust in and out of her. Despite the intense orgasm that had just wrecked her entire body, she couldn’t help but respond to the feel of me inside of her. In moments she lifted her knees so that my cock was sliding deeper inside of her. She began shifting her hips with me, meeting my thrusts.

I knew she was building to another orgasm. I kept my pace, letting her orgasm build. I wanted to make it happen. I wanted to feel her cumming with me on top of her.

I knew I had been doing this for at least fifteen minutes. I wasn’t looking at a clock. I just had a sense of time for how long I had been fucking Juliann. I felt my muscles begin to burn with the exertion, but I wasn’t giving up. I wasn’t going to stop or slow down. I started going faster, harder, pushing her to cum on me sooner.

She grabbed my arms to hold her body in place to meet every thrust. Every time my body hit hers, she let out a moaning gasp. She was close and getting closer. Somehow she kept her fingernails from digging into my arms, but her grip was getting tighter and tighter.

She wrapped her legs around me. I thrust into her so hard, her body was nearly bouncing back up off the bed.

When the orgasm hit, she squeezed her legs around my waist and grabbed my body with both arms. She cried out with that oooo sound for the third time. She held me tight, doing everything she could with her body to keep me buried deep inside of her pussy. I needed all of the strength of my arms to hold our combined weight, and I held my cock buried deep inside of her.

It wasn’t as intense, and it didn’t last as long as the last orgasm, but it loved every single bit of it. This time I knew I had made her cum.

When she let go, it was my turn to relax onto her.

To Be continued in Sex With A Co-Ed Part 6

Sex With A Co-Ed Part 4

Continued from Sex With A Co-Ed Part 3

She pulled her hand out of her pussy at the same time that she released my fully hard cock from her mouth. She grabbed my wrist and I felt her fingers covered with the juice from her pussy when she did. She must have been amazingly wet for so much to get on my skin when she grabbed my wrist.

She pulled gently, telling me clearly she wanted me on the bed with her. In moments she had me fully on the bed on my back. She moved on top of me, straddling my hips. We were both far past the point of any pretenses or worries. We both needed to fuck each other, and we needed it right then.

Juliann grabbed my cock with her still wet fingers. She lifted up and brushed the head back and forth across the opening to her pussy. The first time she brushed my cock against her clit and the opening of her pussy, I could feel just how wet this hot co-ed really was. My cock head slid easily against the lips of her pussy and immediately became coated in her slippery juices.

With my cock head thoroughly covered with slippery wetness, Juliann eased down onto my cock. Every bit of it slid into her easily. We looked each other in the eyes. Intense lust mirrored on both our faces. I understood why she was not smiling just before she first kissed me. It was intense lust that was in her eyes. It was intense lust that drove her to take my hand and put it against her tit just before she pulled me into an intense kiss with her.

She rocked forward, letting my cock slide out, then rocked back, pushing my cock deep inside her. As if on cue, we both looked down between us. We both looked at where my brown pubic hair was mashed against her blond cubic hair. I could feel the entirety of my cock surrounded by her pussy. It was like every single bit of my cock was fully engulfed by her body, touching every single spot, creating an intense and insanely pleasurable heat between us.

I felt her squeeze her muscles around my cock and push herself slightly forward and down onto my cock even harder. It was like she was grinding her clit onto me. I could imagine her ass was clenched with the force she was pushing down onto me.

I heard that ooo sound again from deep out of her throat. She lifted her head with her eyes closed, and somehow pushed harder onto me as her fingernails dug into and scratched my chest. I felt her body trembling as she moaned and came on me. I felt her pussy juice trickling down over my balls.

She seemed to just keep coming as if her body could not stop. I grabbed her hips, reaching around to hold her ass in my fingertips and I pulled her as tight onto my cock as I could manage.

Continued in Sex With A Co-Ed Part 5