Hotel Sex After A Six Month Dry Spell, part 2 [m22/f20] | 2016

“You look too beautiful cumming in lace,” I grinned, tossing her now thoroughly dripping panties in a random direction.

She smiled that wonderful, embarrassed, happy smile that makes me melt.

“Shut up and fuck me.” She said playfully.

Without further provocation, I knelt between her legs. I hadn't been inside of her for six months. I had dreamed of this every single night in that time. I felt a need to be inside of her deep in my bones. I was almost frantic to have her. Hell, I was still wearing my shirt and jeans! Mostly.

I lined myself up, taking a second to run my tip over her lips. Her beautiful shaved pussy split for me, literally dripping down my shaft. I moved my tip up and down, savoring the painfully slow seconds of anticipation, watching her squirm every time I got close to her clit, and wiggle every time I grazed her opening.

Finally, I pushed in.

She gasped, mouth and eyes wide. I moaned, lifting my head to the ceiling, lost in the burning hot grip of her body. She was so wet that I slipped into her with ease, gliding into her molten, tight tunnel.

I gripped her drenched thighs, pulling her fully into me, bottoming out inside of her. She gripped the sheets, pulling them off the bed while both of us looked down to see me completely sheathed in her. I couldn't help but grind into her, feeling her cum cover me from abs to thighs while I moved inside of her.

She let out a long, drawn out, “Fuuuuuuck.”

Every time I shifted inside of her, her breath would catch, letting out tiny sighs and gasps with every little twitch that I made inside of her.

Finally, I drew back, slowly. I felt her lips grip every inch of my cock, begging me with her body to fill her up again. And I did, driving my cum-slicked cock deep into her in one swift motion.

Her body seized and she gasped, as if I'd struck her. “Fuck!” she cried, looking pleadingly into my eyes.

I did it again, making her tense so much that her shoulders came off the bed. She swore louder.

I moved my hands from her thighs to her waist, practically putting her legs over my shoulders, and began what can only be described as a brutal assault on her pussy. Six months of pent up sexual tension and frustration came pouring out of me as I slammed my cock as deep into her as I could reach, as fast and as hard as my body could, over and over again. I felt drops of her cum drip and fly onto my legs below her every time I drew out and heard the most satisfying slam of my hips into her ass. Her body was so tense that her entire torso was curled up. She had the bed sheets in a death grip now, each hand full of the bedspread and pulling it up on either side of her, trying desperately to brace herself against the savage fucking that she was receiving.

Six months of need let me defy my limitations, but I knew that I would cum soon enough. I let go of her waist with one hand and grabbed her neck, forcing her to look me in the eye. She could tell.

“Cum for me!” she practically shouted, tears rolling down her face. She was actually crying from how good it felt. “Fuck! God, cum!” she begged.

I swore, shouting as loud as I could and drove myself as deep into her as possible. Using every muscle in my body to force my cock into her pussy, I exploded. Six months worth of cum detonated deep inside of her. I felt thick rope after rope traveling all the way up my shaft before shooting into her with force.

We looked into each other's wide eyes, mouths agape and faces twisted with pleasure. One of her hands came up to cradle my cheek, mirroring my own hand behind her head.

Finally, I collapsed, burying my face in her neck. The after shocks were strong though, and as she wrapped her legs around my waist, I kept rocking gently into her, pulsing inside of her. She rocked with me, and with every pulse, she would tense just a little bit more. Every few seconds, my cock would involuntarily twitch inside of her and her grip would get stronger.

Twitch.

She let out a tiny gasp.

Twitch.

She moaned, fingers twining into my hair.

Twitch.

Her legs tightened around my waist, pulling me deeper into her.

Twitch.

Her arms hugged me tighter.

Twitch.

Her nails dug into my scalp and back.

Twitch.

I could feel her tensing below me, shivering on the edge.

Twitch.

With a guttural moan, she shook, cumming around my cock again. I held her tight as she trembled beneath me.

When it was all over, I pushed myself up onto my elbows and gently ran my fingers through her hair, smiling and loving this incredible woman below. She dreamily looked back up into my eyes and whispered, “Six.”

“Six?” I asked.

“I was going to say I came five times while you fucked me, but that makes six.”

We both chuckled, shivering from the chemicals rushing through our system, exhausted from the exertion, panting heavily. I stayed like that for a few minutes, combing her hair with my fingers while she came down, warming her naked body with my own until she passed out a few minutes later.