This Year 2

A near scream rockets out of her. Her legs flex, she pushes herself against me, seeking me deep inside her. Trembling, her thighs press against my cheeks. She shudders, jerks. And explodes.

I taste the gush of her climax on my tongue. Her body goes tight as a piano wire. My ears hear a sweet, whistling sob full of the most wonderful passion. I continue licking, driving her on through the bright flame of this moment.

My head moves down and I feather my tongue over her stiff clit. My nose pokes between her labia. I make little movements to tease her.

Her sound changes to a guttering growl. Tremors run through her. My wonderful woman's body can only act as her orgasm dictates.

This climax doesn't last long. It fades and she relaxes, heaving deep breaths. She makes quiet groans, sounds audible gulps, quivers.

But I know her. She's not done, not by a long shot.

I rise to my knees, move beside her. Leaning over I lay small kisses on her sweaty back. My right hand reaches out and I tickle her slit, playing with the soft, wet skin there.

She pulls in a hiss and pushes back against my touch. Under my tongue I feel her muscles tighten.

Leaving her back, I lean away. "Look at me," I tell her.

Taking her face out of the pillow, she does as I ask. Her face is slack, her bright eyes are blank with climax and renewed arousal. At that sight a wave of pure lust washes through me and my cock twitches.

"Did you like that?" I ask.

Her lips pull into a little smile. That tells me more than anything she could say.

"You're not done yet, are you?" I continue. I add a second finger to the one playing with her, press a little harder and faster.

She gasps, lets out a small moan. Her hips move, just a little, starting the actions her renewed lust demands.

"Didn't think so," I chuckle. Changing my posture a little, my fingers go to the top of her slit. I press my digits between them to find the little, fleshy kernel there. I tickle it, pet it gently.

"Fu...!" bursts out of her. Her body tremors. I can see the wave that starts at her shoulders and ripples downwards. As it reaches her hips, they push back, increasing the pressure on her clit. She gasps and pulls her body away again.

I chase her, keeping a close contact. My strokes speed up. My fingers perform a circular motion, rolling that sensitive nub around and around. Another eruption of arousal surges through me. "Lord, beautiful woman. I love how you respond, how hot you get."


"Yes," she hisses. She presses back again. "You touch me, so, so good." The waver of her voice lets me know how excited she is, how close she is to another orgasm.

I won't deny her. Not for the rest of the night. As often as she can come, I'll make sure she will.

So I take my hand from her. She whines as I do. Adjusting my body, straightening the fingers I've been using, I move them to her slit. Then I push them inside her in a long, firm motion.

The lovely lady kneeling next to me lets out a quiet shriek. She moves her hips back, helps me to fill her. The muscles inside clamp on me. She wants me so badly that every action she takes is at the behest of the strong emotion I feed her.

Now I curl my fingers, find that so sensitive area inside her. I no longer need to search for it, I know just where to find it. Pressing, stroking, I give her that final push.

With that sweet sob, she floats away. Her body jerks, trembles, shivers. A surge of her fluids flows out of her and I hear little splashing sounds as my thumb pummels her clit.

Good God, it's an erotic sight. I love watching her lost in bliss. My cock twitches again, a dollop of pre-come is pushed out of me. I lose focus for a moment as a blast of eroticism fills me. I almost let go I'm so excited.

But not yet, not yet. I have so much more planned for her. So I pull my fingers from her. Unwillingly, and it takes a feat of will, but I must.

She wilts again, voices the sounds of aftershock. Her face is blank, her eyes unfocused. The lust still shines in them. It will take far more than this simple play to exhaust her.

Leaning down, I place a soft kiss on her slack lips. "I love the way you come," I tell her. "You get so lost."

Her mouth draws into a sweet, wicked smile. "You do that to me," the beautiful woman quavers. She responds with alacrity to me as I kiss her again. Her tongue fences with mine. Weakly at first but with more strength as we go on.

My hand wanders her back, drawing patterns in the drops of moisture beaded there. I feel her body firm up, begin the little twitches and tremors that mark the resurgence of her energy. Her moans vibrate in my mouth. They set off a glorious shudder in my soul, fire me with complete passion.

I can't wait anymore. I need to be inside her. Breaking the kiss I move between her spread legs. Placing my crown at the place it is meant for I push my hips forward and slide myself into her.

Lord! It's heaven. She's so wet, so hot. Even through the thin sheathing of latex I can feel it. Her heat, her passion, crosses that thin barrier and saturates me. Every cell of my body is soaked with her want.

The wonderful lady I'm filling lets out a gurgle as I enter. Her hands clench gathering fistfuls of the bedspread. She seizes me with the walls of her cunt. Her hips push back and in a moment I'm flush against her still red ass.

Without conscious thought I start to pump. I can feel the sloshing of her lubrication around my prick. The sensation drives my excitement higher. My moment comes closer.

She works her hips with a pace that matches mine. She hisses, grunts, sighs. Pulling her arms in she clutches the fabric in her fists close to her torso and shudders with the most extreme pleasure.

"God, I've missed this," I grit out.

"Me, too," she gasps.

"You like me inside you, fucking you."

"Yes. Oh, yes!"

"You feel me, filling you, fucking you." I know my words will enter her thoughts, focus them on what we're doing, add much to the mere physical part of our rutting. Her mind and body will join and the experience will rise to a level almost beyond what we can take.

"Yes!" comes her reply. Her voice is almost obscured behind the passion she feels.

"It makes you excited. Me moving inside you."

Her answer is inarticulate. That confirms what I'm saying.

"You want to come, come so bad, so hard." My words are slurred with my own heat. My rhythm increases and I'm hammering into her now. Just the way she likes it.

Only a mindless yammer emerges from her this time. It says far more than words.

"So come for me! Come hard!"

She does. Her pussy tightens around me to a point that nears painful. She keens a glorious, soft wail. Her body spasms, spasms again. The feverish ague of a sublime orgasm has her in its grip and won't let go.

I continue my pumps, I can't stop. My passion has a hold of me as well. I can feel my balls tighten, that moment where I have to let go zoom towards me.

So I pull myself from her. I can't come yet. There's one final, very intimate act for me to perform. Clamping down with my will, I push my climax back.

The woman I'm pleasuring hardly notices. Her body still twitches, her voice still lets out passionate noises. Slowly those fade. She wilts, panting hard once more. She'd fall over except for the position she's in.

I lie down next to her. My hands stroke her, a comforting motion to soothe her. I can still feel the little echoes shivering through her. They slow, occur less frequently. Soon her climax has retreated.

Her eyes catch mine and she gives an addled smile. Her expression is bleary with joy. She unclenches her fist, reaches out to pet my cheek. That little gesture communicates so much.

"I do love the way you come," I whisper to her. My voice contains the awe I feel at her emotions.

"I love how you make me come," she whispers back.

My face takes on an evil smile. "Well, we're not done yet. I've got something special planned for you."

The beautiful woman's mouth pulls back to a grin. The next moment it goes slack and heat flashes in those gorgeous eyes. Her hand pulls away from my face. She draws her arm close to her body as it tightens in anticipation.

I roll over, reach into the drawer to pull out a small tube of lubricant and a hand towel. Undoing the cap of the tube I squeeze a dab of clear gel onto my index finger. Rising to my knees, shuffling a little to get into position, I reach out and spread it on her asshole.

She gasps, mewls a lustful sound. Her hips rotate helping me spread the lubricant properly.

Looking at her face I see the most tantalizing sight. My lady's expression is alight with joy, expectation and happiness. This is an act she adores. It's something that reaches into her soul, fires her with a lust she can barely endure. That doesn't make her want it less.

The starting layer is smooth so I pull my hand away from her. I place the mouth of the tube of lubrication at the tip of my index finger and draw a line down it. Then I return to her now slick pucker.

My finger centers itself and I push it into her, gently but with a firm pressure. The ring of muscles there resists for a moment but gives way quickly. I slide in, twist my wrist, spread a coat of gel around.

The lovely lady I'm pleasuring whines, a glorious sound of delight. Her body shivers, her hips make slow pumps. The expression on her face shows this is involuntary. Her mind knows nothing but passion.

She's ready, I decide. I pull my finger from her with the tiniest 'schlup.' Straightening my back my right thumb presses against the head of my cock. I draw it down until it is almost perpendicular to my body. I lay another line of gel down it, grab it in my hand and spread an even coat over my member. I have to be careful to use very little pressure. Too much and I'll come. That has to wait until I'm inside her.

I replace the tube in the drawer, take up the towel and clean my hand. Then I step between her splayed legs, guide my crown to her asshole. Pausing a moment I ask, "Are you ready?"

Her answer is to push back towards me with a richly flavoured groan. I push forward, her pucker expands and I'm inside her.

She sounds a peep, pauses her hips, tightens around me.

I hiss at the sudden, bright surge of lust this creates. But I stop pushing. This is for her pleasure, not mine.

"God, sweetheart!" I gasp out. "It's wonderful! I love being in your ass." I smile, start my hands playing. I stroke her back, run my fingers over her still warm buttocks, tickle her thighs. "How I want you, want to be all the way inside you. You want it too. I know, I know."

At the sound of my voice she relaxes her grip on me, shoves back again.

I resume my slow thrust. "That's it. Yes. You know how you want. You want me filling you. Your butt full, full of me." I continue my teasing, my verbal urging. The sound of my voice fills her mind the way my cock fills her ass. The stammering moan she releases show she loves both sensations.

My hips press up against her lovely ass, compress her cheeks. We groan in the same key.

We pull away from each other, slowly. When I'm almost out we reverse direction. We start a slow, exciting rhythm.

It's so hard to focus. I can feel her grabbing at me, squeezing me. My chest glows with heat, my eyes can barely see through the bright haze in my brain. What I'm doing, and who I'm doing it with, is beyond any doubt the most exciting thing I've ever done.

"Lord, beautiful! I love this," I hiss. "You're so hot, so sexy. I want to do this forever."

Her response is primeval, a guttering growl full of the most basic, intense lust. She's wrapped the pillow in her arms, clutches it tight to her chest. Every muscle I can see trembles and where my balls hit her, they come away wet.

"You love it. I can tell." The words pour out of me. "Me in your ass, filling you. It makes you want to come, come so badly."

She quivers, her ass grasps at me. A noise leaks out of her, displaced by the gorgeous sensations running riot in her. She's moments away.

"So come! Come for me. Let go. Let it..."

Her orgasm smashes into her, her motions become frantic. She throws her head back, bays out her joy. She has no awareness, none at all. The only thing she knows is blind rapture.

I slow my hips. I must. I'm so close to my own release, her pleasure calls to me, draws at me like a magnet. Clamping down, tightening my body, I resist. She has more, I know this.

Her head flops down to the pillow. Her body loosens. She draws deep breaths, releases them with a quivering moan.

As always, I know what she's saying. Her voice tells me how happy she is, and how she's not quite done yet.

I stop pumping. Let her recover a little, is my thought. So I lean myself forward, fit myself to her back. My arms go around her waist to hug her close. Her warm, sweaty skin presses against me and that special jelly she makes me feel rises in my soul.

"Damn, beautiful," I whisper in her ear. I follow that with a gentle kiss, a quick swipe of my tongue through the whorls of her ear. "That was marvelous. I've never seen you come so hard. I loved it!"

"Me too," she tells me in a quiet voice. I feel her lungs release a sigh of happiness. We rest for a few minutes. We don't move, just luxuriate in this special moment.

I loosen my grip on her. My left hand goes up, takes her breast, kneads it. The other goes down. I feel around and find the little nub at the top of her pussy. Placing a finger on it I pet it gently.

She makes a breathless, tiny shriek, shivers from head to toe. My chest vibrates with the moan she releases. She draws another breath and speaks. "I, I can't."

I chuckle, continue playing. "You can," I tell her. I know that's the truth.

She does. Her hips start to work, rotate, play me around in her. Her left hand moves under her, covers mine, helps me squeeze her breast. Those random noises; gasps, squeaks, keens, emerge from her mouth once more.

So I start my pumping again. My cock runs in and out. Not deep thrusts, but I couldn't care less. The feeling of moving in her feeds the fire she creates in me. In moments it's white hot. My balls draw up, prepare to release my seed into her. My only drive is to come in her once more.

"God," comes guttering from me. "How you affect me. How I want you. How I want your body, your mind, your pleasure. I can feel it. What you feel. You're so close, so close. Don't hold back. Let yourself go. Come for me. Come for me!"

She does. Her arms straighten, lifting us both from the mattress. Her upper body jerks, each twitch signaling a blast of her climax. She makes that primitive noise that only she can make.

All this pushes me past the precipice. With a growl, I let go. My cock pulses with each jet of come it spits out. My body tightens with each blast. Waves of bliss make me blind. I'm only aware of my joy, and the wonderful woman making me feel this way.

We continue that way for an unknown time, joined together in climax. We're a single organism now. There are no barriers, only the most exquisite, sublime bliss.

The world returns to us. We collapse to the bed, gasping with fatigue. For several minutes all we do is wallow in the afterglow of our lovemaking.

My arms tighten around my lover. I rain kisses on her shoulders and neck. I have to tell her how much happiness she brings me, how much I care for her.

She responds with a happy sigh. This is followed with a tiny whine.

Oops, I think. I rise to my knees, pulling myself from her. Reaching to my limp cock I peel the condom from it. It's difficult, but I focus, toss the messy piece of latex in the trash. Lying down next to her, I roll her to face me. I scoot forward, wrap her in my embrace once more. Taking her lips in mine I give her a soft loving kiss.

She answers, puts her arms around me and hugs me tight. She pulls her head away, gives me a sweet, sweet smile. "Thank you. That was wonderful."

"It was. Thank you," I reply.

We cuddle then, enjoying this quiet time. We don't speak for words aren't necessary.

Although I'm tired, tuckered out with exertion, I can't fall asleep. The presence of this wonderful woman is still too exciting. If I slept I'd miss this moment. I've missed her too much for that to happen.

She pushes at my shoulder, laying me flat on my back.

I look at her face. Her smile now holds a touch of iniquity, her eyes are alight with lust once more. Rising to her knees she takes my prick in her left hand, gives a gentle tug, a soft squeeze.

"Christ!" I breathe at the sensation. A wave of lust flashes through me. I start to harden in her grip.

The beautiful women leans down and places a soft kiss on my crown. Her tongue runs out and she licks around it.

My lungs pull in a gasp. God, every touch of hers is a wonder beyond compare.

She once had claimed that she gives exquisite blow jobs. Now she lets loose every iota of her talent to prove that true. She takes me in, applies the perfect amount of suction, laves me with her tongue. Her hands tickle my scrotum, play over my chest, tweak a nipple. She works hard to feed me pleasure.

It works. In seconds I'm steel hard. My hips jerk and I grit my teeth at the feelings she gives me. I stare at the ceiling, barely able to focus on it. Wallowing in the marvel of her, my climax rushes towards me.

"No," I gasp. "Please. I've only got one more." My hand takes her hair, pulls her away from me. "I want you wrapped around me when I come."

Turning to look at me, she smiles. Her body shivers. She wants what I want.

I reach over to the night stand, root around and pull out another condom. She extends her hand and I give it to her. Ripping the package open, she sheathes me with it. Sitting up, I push her back to the bed. She spreads her legs and I place myself between them.

Stopping for a moment, I fix this sight of her in my mind. Such events happen so rarely in my life I have to make sure I remember. She's so lovely, so erotic. Naked, wanting, and liking being naked and wanting. She smiles and her eyes shine.

My head goes down to the dewy cleft between her legs. I start to lick, lave her soft lips. The taste of her, so light and sweet coats my tongue. What a delectable treat she is, delicious. I push into her, going as deep as I can, washing over every square millimeter of hot, wet skin.

Her knees snap up, she presses her legs against my head. She whines a happy, heated sound. Her pelvis tilts, shimmies, helps me play with her.

I move my head up, cover her clit with my mouth. Sucking gently, licking softly, I show my devotion to her.

A quiet yammer of sensuality oozes from her. Her body goes taut and she shivers all over. She presses harder against my face.

Bringing up my right hand I stiffen two fingers, run them inside her. When they reach that one special spot, I curl them, press against it. I pump my arm to play with the nerves there. My other hand goes to her stomach, pets over her silken skin. The feel of her, as always, echoes inside me, drives the passion she creates in me high.

"Gah!" she spits out. Her hips start to work, following my movements within her. Taking her breasts in her hands, she kneads them, tickles her nipples. She makes those random sounds that show how close she is to the top of the mountain.

I look up, and see what I love. Her face, blank with ecstasy. She knows nothing except her bright heat, her aching want. She's far from the world, no longer concerned with anything but this instant of time and the pleasure I ladle into her.

Her lungs spit out their air as her climax hits her. She arches her back, clamps on my fingers, drizzles out her spending. Hissing, quaking, she comes, hard. Grabbing the bedspread she yanks at it, wrapping her torso in it. Her orgasm has complete control of her.

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