The shock of it sent her into a spiral of all consuming pleasure, a series of those fierce womb deep spasms until she was grasping the bedding in her hands and sobbing, her body convulsively quaking.
She fell down to earth, a gentle landing.
“Oh goodness, David, oh goodness.” She rolled onto her back and smiled up at him. Her breath came in quiet pants. Tenderness encased her heart, as soft as eiderdown. Every line of his visage imprinted itself on her.
“I am so foxed, my darling.” He laid his head upon her lower stomach then closed his eyes.
Jeanne stroked his hair. He put a hand on her hip and hugged it. Gradually, his body went limp and his breathing became deep, regular. She held very still. Right now, she wanted these moments to last forever.
* * * *
David awoke with the most painfully hard erection he’d had in well over fifteen years. He was sure of it.
Jeanne lay beside him, on her back, her face wholly relaxed and very young looking in sleep. Her lush breasts with their pretty little pink nipples rose and fell with her even breathing.
He wanted her softness beneath him and to sink his cock into the tight wet rings of her cunt. And he didn’t want to wait. He would have her now.
He touched her shoulder and shook her slightly. “Jeanne.”
Her eyelids fluttered open. In the morning light, her eyes were clear, bright pools of blue. A lazy smile curved her sensual mouth. “You want to fuck me, David?”
“Yes.”
She laughed, the sound both soft and wicked at the same time as her fingertips tickled slowly down his front. His abdominal muscles tightened agonizingly. Inch by inch, she teased him. He sucked his breath in and held it
She grasped his erection.
A pulse of painful need surged from the base of his spine through his shaft. God, he could bear no more. He locked his hand about her wrist and pulled her hand away. Then he took her other wrist and raised her arms over her head.
Her gaze became heated. She licked her lips.
He took both her wrists in his left hand then used his right to guide his cock to her entrance. He thrust into her, sinking deep into her softness whilst losing himself in those eyes as blue and wide as the sky.
With each increasing heartbeat, urgent need pulsed from his balls through his shaft. He leaked profusely.
God help him not to come too quickly.
His cock swelled and lengthened until it seemed stiffer than steel. He let go her wrists and grasped her hips and thrust into her. Over and over. His heart thundered with such intensity that it seemed to want to leap from his chest. The pounding beat drummed in his ears and pulsated in his rod.
Above the roaring in his ears, he could vaguely hear her pleading. Moaning.
“Embrace me…with your legs.” He could barely speak between pants for breath.
She wrapped him with her limbs. Tightly.
“Higher.”
She wrapped those soft yet youthfully firm thighs high on his body. He drove deeper into her heated, velvet wetness. Her walls hugged him tighter and tighter.
God, he had thought that he would never have her again. To be inside her like this, cods pressed to her cushiony mons and his cock’s head jammed against the mouth of her womb—
Oh God.
He thrust harder. Harder. Harder. He’d gone as deep as he could but he still wanted more from her. He’d never get enough of her. Never.
With her hands, she clutched his shoulders as though she would never let go. Her whole body went taut. Then her magnificent teats quivered, a jerking, hitching movement as if she were convulsively catching her breath. Her slick, snug softness rippled about his shaft. Her lovely face froze then convulsed as if overcome by an agony of ecstasy.
She screamed. Her nails sliced into his shoulders, fiery points of pain and bliss.
Her cunt continued to ripple over his cock, a seductive milking that urged him to spill. Her moans teased him, promising the deepest, sweetest gratification. He caught himself pressing deeper, harder against the mouth of her womb, holding her hips more firmly, readying himself to spend deep inside.
He jerked himself from her snug warmth, a bare instant before his seed erupted in furious surges of intense pleasure. His seed jetted all over her belly, her thighs and mons. He closed his eyes. The violent outpourings slowly ebbed into exquisite shudders of pure satisfaction that seemed to go soul deep.
Damn!
He’d never come so hard.
David opened his eyes. She was covered with his seed. And God, she was gorgeous. He touched her cheek. “Jeanne…”
She stared up at him, glassy eyed with the same satisfaction. Her pretty pink mouth curved into a smile. She was just begging to be kissed. But at the moment, he was panting desperately for each breath.
He rolled off of her and onto his back. His mind spun with what had just happened.