Stories From The 6 Train 1(145)

It doesn’t take long for my muscles to tire out, but I just ignore it; it’s still early, and there’s lots to be done. Screw exhaustion. I push through the pain and only stop when my body starts to tremble, the spark of delight igniting inside of me. My hands start to twitch and I press my fingers against my clit, holding them there as I let out one loud moan. I close my eyes, savoring what I’m sure is just going to be the first orgasm of many. Really, I’ve been with Lance so many times, and I never came just once… God, I knew about multiple orgasms and sex marathons, but this is on a whole different level. Welcome to the Sex Olympics, I’m the reigning champion.

Breathing out heavily, I let ecstasy rage through me until it finally subsides, leaving that pleasant tingling feeling inside of me. Raising my hips, I slide his cock out and move my body back. He’s looking at me expectantly and, while I think of what my next move is going to be, my body reacts of its own accord.

I lean in, my lips parting as I take my mouth to his cock once more. I want to feel my scent on his cock, his shaft wet with my fluids… And that’s exactly what I do: my mouth open wide, I take his whole shaft inside my back, rolling my lips back as I suck him. The sweet scent of my pussy is coating his hard member, and that just makes me lose it completely; I start sucking and licking as if I were possessed, desire blanketing my mind and pushing all other thoughts away.

Driven mad by pleasure, I take his cock out of my mouth, wanting to feel him once more inside of me. I mean, here is, handcuffed to the bed; it’d be a shame if I didn’t use his cock as much as I want, for as long as I want. I stand up and turn around, my back to him as I ease myself down over his cock; squatting over his waist, I grab his cock and point it up at my pussy. I could take my thong off, but I don’t want to waste any time with that; I just flick it to the side again. This time I don’t bother with the teasing; I just guide his thick hard member inside of me. I squat down, my body swaying as I drive his cock to the hidden depths inside of me.

Jumping up and down, I let myself be pulled into oblivion. I see nothing, I hear nothing. All there is in the universe is his cock, my pussy lips wrapped around it. I bounce on him for as long as I can, losing all notion of time. Really, I don’t know how much time has passed, if one minute or one hour… All I know is that I feel pleasure pooling around the edges of my mind, threatening to overtake me completely. Knowing that I’m close, I start to go even faster, jumping head first into an ocean of mind-bending ecstasy.

“Oh, God!” I cry out as my pussy clamps down around his shaft, slight spasms taking over of my body. I go on my knees, straddling him in reverse, and push through the orgasm. Still moving, I ride myself into a chain of orgasms, letting one build up inside of me while the last one is still raging through my mind. Like a mad woman, I scream, coming for the second time in a row in a matter of seconds. Leaning forward, I grab his ankles, keeping my body still as I try to catch my breath. Christ, I’m breathing so hard I don’t even know how my lungs are still capable of functioning. This is almost too much for me to take… And that makes it so much better.

“Tired already, baby?” I hear his voice, his cock slightly spasming inside of me. Smiling, I pull his cock out and turn toward him. His expression is one of pent up desire—like a caged tiger, I have no idea what he might do once I let him loose. But, oh, I’m so anxious to do it.

“Tired? We’re just getting started,” I meow at him, biting at the corner of my lip. I get out of the bed and amble down to where I left my purse; taking the keys out, I go back to the bed, climbing on top of it. As I reach for the handcuffs, ready to set him free, I see his anxious grin and stop. “Maybe I can use you a while longer…”

“Use me all you want. That’s what I’m here for,” he says, cementing the idea in my mind. I place the key on the bed stand and go up on my feet again. Seductively swaying my hips, I hook my fingers on the side of my thong and start pushing it down. The wet fabric slides down easily, and I bend over to pick it up. Sitting on the bed by his side, the tiny piece of wet fabric in my hand, I smile at Lance; I take my thong and brush it against his lips, teasing him.

“I want a taste of that. Right fucking now,” he growls, a furious storm of hunger and lust raging in his eyes.

“Taste me? And how would you taste me?” I tease him, sliding the thong down his chest and onto his cock. I wrap the fabric around his member and start stroking him slowly, his mast pulsing softly against my fingers.

“You know how,” he grins at me. Oh, I do know how. Licking my lips, I go over his body and inch closer to his face, his head pressed between my thighs. I look down at him wantonly, but he doesn’t look back, his anxious gaze is on my pussy, his parted lips waiting for it to be against his mouth. Who am I to deny him what he wants? Well, what I want. Moving even closer, I press my pussy against his face as I grab the frame of the bed; he starts sucking immediately, his lips pulling on my drenched folds as he uses his tongue to explore my insides.