Passionate Sex

“You do realize once you give me the OK, I’m going to be all over you, right? I mean… ALL over you.”

Flora stares at you and then considers what she just offered. “Good.”

An awkward staring contest ensues, and you suddenly become embarrassed under her gaze. There’s no telling when Amari will return, so you begin to undress. Flora undress too, but she doesn’t seem so bashful about it.

You had technically seen her naked before, but it wasn’t the faithful Flora you were now looking at. Your mind spun as you bit on your lip and lightly plucked at it. Were your lips always this dry? Your tongue also felt like it had lost all of its moisture, as well as your throat.

Finally, you looked up and saw Flora completely nude. Your eyes widened, and you tensed. A flutter of butterflies started in your stomach, and you fought the urge to gasp. She was beautiful in all accounts. You bit down on your knuckles and let out a small chuckle. “You’re beautiful.”

Flora’s lips curled slightly, hinting that she enjoyed your compliment, but she stared at you with the same amount of awe. Unlike you, however, she did not announce her pleasure seeing you in the nude, nor did she deem it necessary to make any comments.

Instead, she picked up her clothes and gently pushed you back into the room that you left. The bed that you had been sharing was still a mess, but it didn’t matter anymore. It was going to be thrashed as you expressed a crude form of love- or perhaps, in this case, it was just lust and adult boredom that allowed the following actions to perform.

First, Flora kissed you. It was a small peck at first, but when she became enveloped by your wingspan. Her smooth tongue lathered against your playfully as your hands rubbed up against her soft torso. The warmth from your palm from her body mingled, and a fair exchange of heat was made, giving you a small product of sweat to form.

She backs away and snorts. “I should have waited for you to shower, or at least brush your teeth.”

Your cheeks felt warm as she made this remark, but she leaned back in and continued kissing you. The self-consciousness you felt just a few seconds ago melts, and all you can think about is her again. The tenderness of her skin, the taste of her spit, the way she is small, and how her breathing is tickling you.

More, she pushes you, but before you can trip to the sheets, Flora grabs you and twirls around so she’s beneath you. Finally, she moistens her lips with a cocktail made solely from your shared saliva. “You’re cute, Warren.”

A hard blush changes the color of your cheeks, and you advert your eyes elsewhere. “Looks who’s talking.”

Flora props herself up on her elbows and kisses you. She stares deep into your eyes and squints. “I can’t quite see myself in your eyes, but I believe you.”

You place a hand between her chest and lay her back down to admire Flora and all of her naked glory. You suck on your teeth and shake your head. “How’d your husband ever trade you in?”

Flora looks away. “I guess I’m worth a lot of money.”

“More than that,” you say, admiring her still. “You’re worth so much more than paper currency and material.”

“Thanks,” she says, still looking away.

You grab yourself and slap your flaccid rod against her moist entry while passing over your length with your hand. It isn’t long before your dick is hard, and your mind is floating in a pool of erotic thoughts of Flora and all the nasty n’ naughty things you could do with her.

Before continuing any of the vulgar acts you were had been hoping to do with Flora, you feel up her body, enjoying the care she has given herself through her years. You both breathed and hissed, moaned, and let out odd noises that could only be made during times of intimacy.

Then, finally, her voice breaks into a new fashion that you are not familiar with, not from Flora at least. A sense of carnal lust shoots through your veins, and you grab her by her waist. It’s tight, warm, and welcoming. You step off the bed and pull her close so there’s no wasted space.

This swift motion causes Flora to gasp a little bit, but she’s too focused on you to worry about what she’s doing. You spit on your cock and rub it over your shaft, lubing yourself a little bit before you stick yourself between her puffy pink lips. You slowly exhale as you feel her close all around you. “You feel incredible.”

Flora shuts her eyes and arches her back, expressing the pleasure she’s feeling physically. Suddenly, all your words get lost, and you have difficulty breathing. Flora grabs the sheets and curls her fingers tightly into them. “You feel incredible!!” Her voice rings out, sounding lewd but all the better, and it’s because of you. A gentle harmonic sound of sex began slapping between your bodies. You watched Flora’s face contort in bliss, and her eyes gloss over with pleasure. A moan departs from your lips, and your company of compliments showers the girl beneath you. She takes them and starts to breathe a little harder, announcing ecstasy. The sexy display of your actions greets your stare—no matter where it is, your eyes land—breasts, eyes, hair- anywhere.

You finally let out all the hot air in your lung and begin to pant with Flora. This melts her bashfulness, and she also starts to release hot puffs of air. She encourages you to continue, so that’s exactly what you do, subtly increasing speed to meet her womb with your manhood. Suddenly, the world around you melts, and the only humans on Earth are you and Flora, expressing the truest form of physical love.

Your mouths hang open, letting out puffs of warm breaths every time your body collides with a sexual, wet slap that bounces around in the room for a few times before it echos in your skulls. More speed. More aggression. More passion. Your hands move, adjusting the grip, which was now slick with sweat. Flora says something, but she loses her train of thought, and it turns into a sloppy moan of nonsense before it turns into something somewhere in the region of wanting you to continue.

Flora wants you to continue? That wasn’t a request you were going to deny. So you don’t. You throw your hips in, fucking her senseless. Her eyes screw upward and then close them. She mumbles something in a pitched tone you’ve heard many women use before, but again… Having this tone escape Flora makes your heart flutter and your mind focus on the parts of her that are moving. Her breasts as they jiggle and raise with every intake of air she manages to take in.

“Yes, Warren! Oh, my God!!” You can feel Flora’s legs wrap around your waist, pulling you in to keep your dick stuffing her over and over again. She embraces you too, pulling you close so she can hold onto you while she cries out loudly. “Yes~ yes~ yes!!”

You continue to ram into her until she orgasms. She squeezes you tightly as you rail her, but as soon as her nerves are burning. You thoroughly pound her until she releases you from her arms and legs. When you pull out of her, she squirms and then exhales softly, looking at you while she recovers. You brush back her hair and press your lips against hers. This kiss feels fragile, as though the tiniest comment or action could ruin it. So, within the boundaries of your best abilities, you try not to say or do anything that could offend Flora.

“Do you think we have much time before Amari returns?”

Flora stares at you almost as if she doesn’t know who Amari is, but then she blinks and shakes her head. “You have enough time to finish. But, maybe you should hurry?”

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You flip Flora around and pull her close to the edge of the bed. You grab your cock and drive it between her slick lips again. There’s oddly any effort on either end; you simply slip inside and feel her close around you again. Her pussy grips you firmly but is lubed enough with the sexual juices that you don’t have to take any unwanted pauses.

Flora gasps and collapses to her elbows, leaving her perfect butt puckered for your show of love and lust. A gentle beat of bodies colliding meets the room again, joined once more by your passionate lovemaking, which slowly deteriorates into awful fucking once the pace is set and the growling of pleasure boils from your throats.

Your cock slips and slides within her tunnel as it is milked and stimulated by the act of supposed breeding. Flora wastes no time in doing more for herself either. She pets her bud while you reach and grope for her tits. A tiny scream leaves her mouth before it’s shut off and muffled to a whimpering. “Oh, my—?! Warren, what are you doing to me??”

What’s the answer to her question? This girl is a rare one. There are feelings you can’t explain here either. Your mind is so dialed on her that you cannot put together words that would do her any justice. There wasn’t a cell in your body that didn’t love Flora. That much was apparent. You throb for her, poking her chambers while her fingers wildly brush and comb her clit, ruining her already sensitive body. Her tunnel tightens, and her words are caught somewhere in her lungs before she shudders and squeals, setting off a reaction of your own.

“What kind of kid sound was that?” You ask, nearly laughing. Flora can’t muster anything, so she just shakes and flexes her fingers into the sheets of the bed, cursing at nothing and praising you for everything. This odd event of questionable love sets off your climax. You’re pushed over the edge and realize you’re far too stimulated to hold back.

“Sh-shut up!” Flora says. “You’re close, aren’t you?!”

You pull out and hotdog between her cheeks, using her ass to milk the steamy strands of thick sperm and pleasure over her lower back and lovely lady butt. You jerk yourself and slap your rod against her while you soften and become flaccid.

You lean forward and **** her to face you while she stays on all-fours and kiss Flora. Your tongue wrestles briefly, and then you flip her back to her back. She spreads herself like a whore for use, but when you close the distance, she pushes you back and shakes her head.

“Amari could be back soon. But, first, we should shower and clean up what we’ve done.”