Keep going

Chuck slowed his thrusts to try to delay a bit and started squeezing Sandy's tits and pinching her nipples to keep her going. Her shrieks were hitting the upper register and her body shook like she was getting electrocuted. Chuck pushed as far into her cunt as he could and just held himself there. Sandy's shrieks became a much lower sustained bellow, and he could feel her muscles pulsing around his cockhead. He restarted pumping hard and fast, slamming his body against her. The smack of his torso hitting her thighs and their groins colliding provided a counterpoint to their gutteral utterances.

Finally, his orgasm washed over him and he lost all conscious control of his movements; instinct propelled his thrusting shaft into her liquid sex, and his balls convulsed to expel his sperm down his cock. Spurt after spurt of his seed blasted into her pussy, filling it and oozing out. His renewed onslaught on her body triggered a continuing series of mind-blowing climaxes, each starting before the last could finish. Sandy was mad with unquelled passion and intense physical overload. Her whole body hummed with the dazzling electricity of her orgasm. She scratched Chuck's back with her fingernails. The pain seared across his brain and brought a feral growl from his throat, but the pain and the pleasure combined to redouble his ravishment of her cunt. Even though he stopped squirting cum into her, he still pounded her with his stiffness which never flagged.

After many more rapid gasping breaths, his body's surge gave out, and he collapsed in a heap. Sandy moved her legs out and around his body, finding a more comfortable position to be in. Her body trembled with frequent aftershocks from her climax, miniature reminders of the tsunami that came before. Their breathing chugged along for some time as they slowly caught their wind. She rolled him off of her and then rested her head on his chest and wrapped her legs and arms around his body.

It took several minutes for Chuck to regain any sort of control over his limbs or mind. He drifted off into dozing several times within her soothing embrace.

When his brain reengaged, he tried to sit up with a start, but was slowed by Sandy's body. "How long have I slept?" he asked.

"Only about ten minutes, Sweetie," she answered, kissing his cheek with her hot lips. "Don't worry. You don't have to rush off just yet. Take a couple more minutes to recover. Man, I thought you were just going to pound me until I passed out. You were incredible."

"I didn't think you were ever going to stop coming. I hope we didn't disturb the neighbors," he said with a chuckle while tweaking her nipple. Sandy gasped.

"Oh, don't start that now. We don't have that much time. Or do you want to get caught by Mom?" she asked playfully.

"No, I don't think so."

They cuddled each other for a few more minutes, and then started getting dressed. It took several minutes longer than it should, because Chuck and Sandy had a hard time keeping their hands to themselves. Sandy escorted him to the back door and kissed him long and hard before he left the house.

"Call me and we can go out, Stud."

"Okay, Sexy. Maybe a burger and a movie or something."

"That would be great. See you later."

At last, Chuck was ready to clean up the yard waste and haul the mower back to his parent's house.