Intercourse In Bed

I feel his left hand generally clasp me as my legs spread wide. My right leg moves to be straight up in the air, pressing itself as well as it can against him. My left leg is bent at the knee slightly, as I seek to hold onto the bed as well as I can. I turn my head to him, and we kiss once, as I say 'mourning' back. I smile his way before a quiet moan leaves my lips. I feel his hard rod rub against my thigh at that very monist, rose tight against me before I felt it casually press against my clit.

Desires shot through me suddenly as I felt his cock press against me so, the feeling rushing through me like a wildfire. I moaned again, as he kissed my neck and shoulder. I felt him press the tip inside of me, as I realized his aims. I nodded, letting him know it was ok, but I hardly needed to, as he thrust it inside of me, though only a short way in. He pulled out some, before thrusting it deeper, eliciting a resounding moan from me.

He started casually, but each thrust went deeper in than the last, moving faster and more forceful each time. My pulse quickened, and my breath grew fast as he took me then, in my own bed. My mind centred itself solely on the enjoyment as he entered deep into me, stretching me and pressing himself deep inside of my pussy. I quickly orgasmed as he proceeded to pound my pussy, hitting me just right with each thrust to excite me further. He squeezed my boob harder this time than before, intentionally this time, before switching his hand to my other breast, squeezing it in his hand, my nipple between thumb and pointer finger.

Desire, need, filled my being as he took mere there. any thought of a hangover from last night washed away, as my body concentrated solely on how much I wanted him in me. The fact we had met less than twelve hours ago was not even a consideration.

I moaned, almost screened, for him to take me. I heard him giggle in response, as I called again, "ugh FUCCKK yea... FUCK me like that . .. take me... ugghhh I'm yours. . . just don't stop... uhggghh."

He started pounding me harder than before, and quickly I climaxed to him calming me again, my body responding to his advances by pressing itself hard against him, as I sought to hold my spot on my bed. I orgasmed quickly thereafter, and in what seemed like no time at all, with him pounding me harder than before. I was moaning out loud, passionately informing the world of my pleasure, not caring who may hear me. I felt myself climax once more, as he shot a load deep within me, with a few more thrusts into me to release the remainder, kissing my neck even so.

I heard him whisper something about breakfast, and I kind of noted, as we both got up, as the warm of the sunbathed over us. . .