Sara's pussy, again

"Mmm," you say. "As tempting as that ass is, I want your pussy. Again." Your hands find Sara's hips and flip her onto her back. "I already took you from behind. Now I want you to see who's fucking you. To watch my cock go in and out of you. To watch as I come into you again."

"Oh yeah?" Sara says. She reaches up to cup her firm breasts. Sara pinches her nipples and gently pulls them, looking at you coquettishly. "Tell me why you need me. Tell me why you need this pussy again."

The scent of her hot sex pervades your bedroom—her pussy, your smell, her smell, your combined sweat and juices from fucking outside. Sara's pussy is beautiful and pink and wet. Sara has reached one hand down and is teasing herself, fingertips just grazing her skin. She shivers each time her fingers pass across her clit. "Well?" she asks.

You move forward so that your cock points straight at Sara's pussy. Her pussy still gapes open a little, from your earlier encounter. You take the head of your cock and push it against Sara's slit, so that it rubs up and down. She whimpers each time you put pressure on her stiff button.

"I want this," you tell Sara. "I should never have stopped fucking you. Your pussy is special. I fit inside you perfectly. I love your sweaty, naked body under me, on top of me, next to me. I love it when you come all around me. I love it when you milk the cum from me and wrap your legs around me and make me come inside you."

Your cock teases Sara more now, and more, and even more. Finally in one smooth motion Sara lifts her hips upward, pulls you forward with her heels on your ass, Sara's hand directing your cock into her pussy.

You are inside Sara again. Both of you naked. Raw.

"Fuck that's good," Sara says. "You're so much better at this than James. Your cock stretches me out so good." You begin to thrust into Sara deep, as deep as you'll go. "Fuck yes, get deep in there." Sara winces for a moment. "Thanks okay," she says, "you got my cervix but I can take a little bit of pain for this amazing cock. I love it so much. Fuck me as deep as you can. All the way deep. In me, in me, in me, in me."

Sara's words are like an incantation. She's putting a spell on herself, but on you too. You bury yourself into her, then pull out. She looks at you sadly, but only for a brief moment. You fold her over, so that her straight legs up, her knees against her breasts. You get an amazing view of her pussy and her little asshole.

All at once you line yourself up and push into her again. "OH MY GOD!" Sara cries out. "James never fucks me like this."

You get a devious idea.

"Does James fuck you raw like this?" you ask. "Do you take his cock bare like you take mine, with no condom, no pill, no protection? Do you let him shoot his cum into you?"

"No!" Sara screams out. She is so close to coming. "Only tonight. Only for you. I've been so good the past weeks, going off my pill, because we're trying to get pregnant. James wanted to wait"—Sara moans with pleasure as you thrust into her—"but..."

"But tonight something is different," you say, Sara's legs on your shoulders.

"Yes!" Sara says. "It's you! Let me taste you. Let me taste us together on your cock."