Her fingers ran up the length of my member to where the towel was tucked into itself at my waist. With two fingers, she slid the end free, and it fell to the ground. Finally free, my shaft bounded to life as her hand moved back down my abdomen to the base. I groaned when she wrapped her fingers around me, firmly pulling to the very tip where a glistening droplet clung to the head.
Using my cock as a lead, Stacy tugged on me to follow her to the living room. She sat down on the couch, her legs spread open to reveal a pink pair of silk panties. I wanted to dive between her legs and feel the dampness I knew was just beyond the thin fabric. With her hand still wrapped around the base of my cock, Stacy licked the head of my shaft, a shudder coursing through me.
Her eyes closed, her body wiggling with pleasure as she took the head into her mouth. The soft, wet opening making my member stiffen even more. As saliva dripped down my cock, her hand worked the shaft, the wetness making her hand glide effortlessly. Unable to stop myself, my hands flew to the back of her head, tangling through her hair as she moved forward and backward along my shaft until I was sure I would explode.
When I couldn’t take it anymore, I pulled her away from me. The sound of displeasure from her making me chuckle. I grabbed her hands with a swift motion and pulled her off the couch, sitting down in her place and pulling her onto my lap. My shaft pressed against her panties, the heat from her body radiating out as she ground into me. Moaning with pleasure, she rubbed her clit against me until her lips sought out mine in a passionate kiss. Grabbing hold of my shaft, I tugged the wet fabric to the side and lowered her onto the head of my manhood.
Stacy shuddered, her mouth pausing as she hovered above me. Already I could feel her excitement as it dripped down over my naked thighs. When she finally seemed to catch her breath, she opened her eyes and looked at me. With our gaze locked, Stacy dropped herself onto my waiting member, a surge of ecstasy washing over me as I stretched her open. Her fingers ran along my chest as she shook, rising up on her knees before dropping down onto me again.
I grabbed her hips, positioning her a few inches above my shaft with the head still snugly buried in her tight core. With my first thrust, I felt the starting tingle of euphoria wrapping around me. Our eyes stayed locked on each other as I worked my body into hers in a deliciously fast rhythm. She shook, her eyes drifting close as her mouth fell open. The tight orifice contracted as her climax took hold.
Unable to fight it any longer, I let the waves of euphoria wash over me, my sack tightening as my shaft became rigid. With rapid convulsions, I emptied my seed into her flexing core, blinding fireworks of ecstasy capturing me as Stacy collapsed into my arms, her womb still throbbing with each pulse of my member. I shuddered, holding her close to me and never wanting to let her go.
“You see what happens when you answer the door in a towel?” She asked.
I laughed. “I’ll have to start doing that every time you come over. I didn’t mind it one bit.”
Stacy blushed. “I didn’t mean to do that; honestly, I didn’t. There is something about you, I just don’t know what it is.”
“Well, it seems to be working in my favor, so I’m not going to complain. I just don’t want this to complicate things, with co-parenting.”
“I don’t think that it will. Are you unhappy this keeps happening?” She asked.
“Are you kidding me? I’d do this every day non-stop if we could get away with it. I have a feeling Harrison might notice, though.”
She slipped away from me and lounged back against the couch. Everything about her was exciting to me. I couldn’t believe how beautiful she looked, her hair was disheveled, and her cheeks were flushed, but she looked as stunning as the first second I’d laid eyes on her. My shaft twitched, her beauty already building up the excitement for another round.
Stacy’s eyes moved lower with the movement, a brow arching as she grinned. Her tongue darted to her mouth