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Chapter 28 by Ben Rosewood Ben Rosewood

What happens in the bedroom?

Similar Sensations

"Wrap your legs around me." Tommy says.

Nodding, I say "Okay."

He proceeds to stand up, holding me in his arms as he carries me. For extra security, I put my arms around him as he walks towards my bedroom. On the way, I kiss his neck until he stops. Now back on my feet, I say "How about I show you what I can do with this mouth?"

"I'd love that."

I kiss my way down his toned torso and towards his flaccid dick. When my lips grace his manhood, he purrs. My hands rub his inner thighs as my kisses bring his cock to life. My hand wraps around his shaft, allowing me to put my thumb right under the head and on the frenulum. As my thumb rubs the sensitive area, I give his balls some attention, sucking on them.

"Ohh Meghan..."

My mouth lets go of his sack. "You like that Sugar?"

"Yeah." He coos, whilst I kiss his tip.

I continue the tease for a little while, giving his tip the occasional kiss as my thumb continues to massage his frenulum. After a minute or so, I decide to go in for the kill. My hand leaves his shaft as I wrap my lips around his tip, before suddenly plunging down. Tom moans as my head bobs back and forth at a ravenous pace that has him moaning.

"Ohh fuck..."

My mouth then leaves his cock. "That good Sugar?"

"Almost too good." He confesses.

"You're not close, are you?"

As I suck on his sack some more, he replies "Not yet."

"Mhmm. Good." I proceed to stand up. "'Cause I want more."

I then turn around and walk to my bed to grab a pillow. Next, I place the pillow down on the corner of my bed. There I bend over and arch my back, posing my pussy for him as I straddle the pillow, putting my clit right on it. Taking the initiative, Tom gets behind me and glides his dick back inside of me. In response I begin to grind against the pillow as he gently thrusts.

"Ohh fuck..." I coo, looking over my shoulder to Tommy.

"That good baby?"

"Not bad, but I want you to fuckin' hammer me, Sugar."

Tom immediately plows me faster, causing the mattress to shake under his strength and speed.

"Yes... Just like that Sugar."

Despite his previous release, Tommy doesn't let up, putting his stamina to use. His hands knead my tits as he continues to hammer me, and in turn, making the pillow rub against my clit. The combination of sensations has me losing my mind in the best way possible. All I can do at this point is let Tommy hammer away until he makes me cum again.

"Ohh fuck... Just like that Sugar. Make me cuuuuuuuuuum!"

That's when my body gives in, quaking as I collapse into the bed. As I catch my breath, I feel Tom lift me up and pull me further onto the bed. By the time he's done, he has me on my back and my legs pushed as far back as possible. Not like I have any issue with a man asserting control, or inserting his cock back inside of me. As soon as his dick enters me, I'm reminded of the position we were in on the couch. It sure as hell feels just as good as it did back there.

"Fuck yes... Take that pussy Sugar."

"Ah, I love your tight pussy." He replies.

"It's all yours Sugar... Fucking own it."

"I'm gonna cum in it."

"You close?"

"Not yet, but I'm gonna fill you with my cum."

"Ahh fuck yes... fucking fill me."

"You cumming?"

"Yes." I declare, my body tensing up once more.

"Who you cumming for?"

"Ahh... I'm cumming for you Sugar."

My body ripples to another climax, before falling limp against the bed. Tommy proceeds to roll me onto my stomach, so I make sure to stick my ass up for him. He proceeds to fuck me just like Silvio did on the weekend, hammering me hard from behind and hitting the perfect angle. Just like that night, he has me cumming just like Silvio did. As I shudder throughout another orgasm, I hear Tommy declare "Agh... I'm gonna cum."

True to his word, he erupts inside of me. He then rolls off me so I shuffle to my side, smiling at my spent lover. I then kiss his cheek rolling onto his right side. "Damn Tommy. That was incredible."

"Don't think it gets any better."

"Heh, well that depends?"

He raises an eyebrow. "Yeah?"

"Do you cook?"

We share a laugh before he replies "Does ordering takeout count?"

"Yeah... Good enough."

What's next?

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