“Let me see all of you, Sara. Take your shorts and knickers off and sit in my lap,” he says very casually, and his naughty request makes my insides twitch and pulse. I don’t argue; I mean, come on, even I know that if a gorgeous British boy asks you to sit naked on his cock…you do it!
I remove whatever is left of my clothing and straddle this sexy stranger without needing to be asked twice. He takes one look at my bare pussy and then lifts me up to adjust his erection, placing it up toward his stomach, and lowering me again to sit flush on his massive balls. I love that we’re skin-to-skin and his length is right between my folds. His cock is pressed perfectly underneath me, almost reaching his belly button, and the thought of him inside me is euphoric, causing me to full-on leak all over his hard on. He cups both my breasts, giving them a hard squeeze and then circles my nipples with his thumbs. As I look down at his fingers working my nipples, I spot my dark hair cascading down my shoulders, which is probably the longest it’s ever been. I almost forgot that my hair is not dirty blond anymore. The color seems even darker against my naked skin. It’s weird that this is how he knows me. He’s never met the lying, cheating Sara that belonged to Jeffery. He only knows the real me from this point on.
I start to slowly undulate on the length of his pulsating and twitching dick beneath my pussy. I can taste how bad I want him inside me, but I’m enjoying our foreplay. Once you have sex, it’s done; you can never have that unknown moment back. I crave the intimacy we’re about to experience; however, I do find myself enjoying the anticipation. It’s inevitable that we will consummate our “friends with benefits” status shortly, but I need to first commit all the emotions I’m having to memory before we cross all lines. I will revisit and enjoy these memories over and over, and therefore, I must take my time. He likes to watch me, and I love watching how he unconsciously lets his tongue hang out while he plays with my tits. He makes a deep moaning sound every time I slide up and down his hardness. I need to remember these sounds.
“How do you come, Sara?” he asks me breathlessly. “Do you come during or prior to intercourse, or both?” he continues in between our combined groans.
I’ve never had anyone ask me that before. I don’t come during sex since Jeff always makes me come before he’s inside of me. I guess I come before sex, then. “I’ve never come during sex,” I decide to say to him, which makes him stop moving for a second before a huge smile spreads over his face.
“Good, you and I are about to have many epic firsts, Sara. It’s like you’re a virgin.”
It’s cute that he thinks he can make me orgasm during intercourse. The man I’ve loved and been sexually active with for over a decade has never been able to make me climax during sex. I smirk, thinking, I’m not about to argue as I continue sliding up and down his perfectly hard, lubricated dick.
“You Spin Me Round” by Dead or Alive
My knob is glistening with her juice and I bloody love having sex during the daytime, with the sunlight on her body like a spotlight. I can’t take my eyes off our point of contact as she rubs up and down my length. She’s beautiful, I don’t remember thinking she was this beautiful last night at the pub, but it’s undeniable. I’ve never been with a girl that needed me as much as Sara needs me, not even Emily, and it makes me want her in a strange, wonderful way.
What could she be lying about to Emily? The thought pops in my mind. I don’t reckon her lying if she tried. I just hope to God she’s not seriously involved with that Rossi fella. The stupid bloke doesn’t make her come during sex, he doesn’t blow his load while she sucks him off, and I know he leaves her before the sun comes up; what is the matter with him? I loathe him! I shouldn’t even think about him; I need to just enjoy the way she makes me feel. She looks at me like I’m