Doggy style then missionary

I stood up, my cock standing tall and proud and glistening with her juices, and had her get onto her hands and knees in my place on the couch. She looked back at me over her shoulder, her eyes filled with lust and excitement, and wiggled her ass in anticipation. "You like what you see, Dave?" she teased, her voice a sultry purr.

"Fuck, yes," I replied, unable to tear my gaze away from the incredible view before me. Her plump, round ass was finally on full display for me with her swollen pussy lips peeking out from below. I stepped behind her and caressed the soft, supple flesh of her ass cheeks, feeling her shiver beneath my touch, then lined myself up with her opening. "God your ass is incredible." I said, then with one firm push, I was back inside her, her walls closing around me like a warm, wet fist and we both moaned with pleasure.

Her pussy was so slick that I was fully sheathed inside her once again with ease and I took a moment to appreciate the site of my dick buried inside her. I had been fantasizing about this for so long that I wanted to take my time and savor every moment, but my body had other plans. Grabbing hold of her hips, I quickly started thrusting my cock in and out of her steamy gash, finally able to release the years of my pent-up desires. The sounds of our bodies slapping together were growing louder and a small part of my brain was warning me that if Eric woke up, he'd easily be able to hear us, but Amanda's moaning was becoming more urgent with each stroke and I knew she was getting closer to another climax so I wasn't going to stop now.

Her walls were tightening around me and her breath was coming out in quick, sharp gasps as she started to rock back into me, her movements matching the rhythm of my thrusts. She was begging for it, her voice low and needy. "Oh fuck, Dave, fuck me harder, I'm going to cum again!"

I didn't need much encouragement. I picked up the pace, my hips smacking into her ass with a steady rhythm that had her moaning louder with each thrust. She was so wet that I was practically sliding in and out of her with ease, and the sound of our flesh colliding was music to my ears. I could feel her pussy tighten up around my cock, her body tense, and then she was suddenly there again, her orgasm washing over her. She bucked back into me, her pussy clenching down as she came on my cock for the second time that night, her juices flowing out of her once again.

I could sense the familiar feeling of my own climax rapidly approaching, but I wasn't ready to finish just yet, there was one more position I wanted to fuck her in first. As Amanda's moaning started to lessen, I withdrew from her and had her flip onto her back and spread her legs wide for me. She was still quivering, but I wasted no time in sliding back inside her, then got back to pounding in and out of that sweet cunt. I knew I wasn't going to last much longer no matter what I did so I went all in, grabbing hold of her waist and hammering into her like there was no tomorrow.

Her tits were bouncing all over the place as she laid there taking my cock and her body jiggled with each of my thrusts while her hands clawed at the fabric of the couch. There was something about the site that I found sexy as hell and I could feel the pressure building in my balls. "Oh fuck Amanda, I'm gonna cum soon!" I warned her, my voice strained as I fought to keep from blowing my load right then and there.

"Pull out and cum on me." she pleaded, panting heavily, "I want to feel it all over me, I want to see it." Her eyes were glossy with desire, her cheeks flushed and her breasts heaved with every breath she took. It was a command that I had no intention of ignoring and as I felt the pressure build and I knew I had reached the point of no return, I pulled my cock out of her gaping pussy and aimed it at her chest, the tip pulsing with the anticipation of release.

With a loud groan, the first rope of cum shot out of me like a bullet and landed on her right breast, the white, sticky fluid splattering across her chest and neck, catching her by surprise. She gasped, her eyes going wide before a wicked smile spread across her face. "Yes," she hissed, reaching up to squeeze her breasts together, her eyes never leaving mine. "Keep going, Dave, cover me in your hot cum," she urged, her voice breathy and needy.

The next few spurts of my load didn't have the same **** behind them but still landed squarely on her stomach, depositing a warm pool of sperm that began spreading out in a sticky mess. Fuck was she hot, covered in a glistening sheen of sweat and cum that kept me rock hard as I continued to rapidly pump my cock until I finally squeezed out the last of my seed onto her body. Amanda's chest was rising and falling rapidly, her eyes never leaving mine as she took in the sight of my climax, and then brought her tit to her face and licked up the globule of cum that had landed there with a slow, deliberate motion of her tongue. "Mmm, so good," she murmured, her eyes fluttering shut in pleasure as she tasted me.

Exhausted, I collapsed onto the couch next to her, my legs giving out from the intensity of my orgasm. Amanda giggled and scooted closer to me, lifting her head to rest it on my thigh then looked up at me with a big, shit-eating grin on her face. The two of us sat for a moment, trying to catch our breaths, and I was struck by how quiet the room and the rest of the house suddenly was. The room was thick with the smell of sex and sweat, and I felt a sudden sense of dread at the worry that maybe Eric woke up and saw what we were doing.

But before I could say anything, Amanda was already up and moving. "I'll go check on him," she whispered, and I nodded, my heart racing at the thought of what we had just done. She padded down the hallway, her bare feet silent on the wood floors, and I sat there, listening for any signs of life from the bedroom. The silence was deafening, and it seemed to drag on forever, but then I heard her muffled laughter followed by the sound of her returning.

When she slipped back into the TV room, she had a towel in her hand that she was using to wipe the cum from her body and had a grin on her face that was a mix of relief and mischief. "Still out cold," she informed me, a glint in her eye. "Still snoring away and he hasn't moved from the position I left him in. I think we're in the clear." She sat back down on the couch and handed me the towel so that I could use it for myself. "Now, I don't know about you, but I'm feeling a bit parched after that workout. You want a drink?"

I nodded in agreement and we both made our way to the kitchen. Amanda opened the fridge and pulled out two bottles of water, twisting the cap off hers and taking a long swig before handing me one. "So, Dave," she began, her voice still a whisper. "I've gotta say, that was incredible. You definitely made my high school fantasy come true, but I think we should probably keep that a one time thing, don't you?"

I felt a wave of relief wash over me as she said those words. "Yeah, totally," I agreed. "That was amazing Amanda, but I know you love Eric and I love Stacy too and I don't think either of us wants to hurt them." I took a deep gulp of my water, the cool liquid soothing my dry throat. A tension in the room that I didn't know was there dissipated and I felt a weight lift off my shoulders. We had crossed a line, but it seemed we were both in agreement that it was a line that wouldn't be crossed again, no matter how much fun we had doing it.

After we finished our water, I went back to the TV room and started to gather my clothes. With the time that had passed since I switched to water and then fucked Amanda, I realized I was pretty sober by that point and decided it would be better for me to go home to sleep in my own bed and not have to worry about getting back in time for Stacy to get to her class. She might be surprised to see me come home, but I figured I could just tell her I woke up on the couch with a sore back and decided to come home if she questioned me. Amanda didn't argue with my logic and was probably happy to have me leave to avoid any potential awkwardness the following morning and gave me a kiss goodbye, whispering in my ear, "Thank you for making that fantasy come true."

As I drove home, I couldn't help but replay the events of the night in my head. The way Amanda's pussy felt so tight around my cock, the way her ass looked as I fucked her from behind and the way her tits bounced when I pounded into her when I was on top, the sounds she made, how she begged for me to cum on her, and how she licked my cum off her tit after I did. It was a rare case of reality being even better than the fantasy and I found myself already thinking about the next opportunity I might have to cheat on Stacy again, but that's another story for another time.