Her legs wrapped around my hips as her arms wrapped around my back. We were intertwined like Chocolate Vanilla Swirl ice cream.
I loved that she wanted to kiss … not all women do in this situation. Her lips and mine slid across each other passionately as our hips moved to their own rhythm. Grinding and thrusting, my cock moved in and out in long strokes … so long that when I pulled out, her pussy closed and my cock could tease her clit before plunging back inside. We enjoyed this for a while then switched it up. Lauren climbed on top of me cowgirl style, a position I appreciated because I could see, feel and kiss her beautiful breasts. And when she leaned forward, her breasts naturally fell to my mouth. Heaven. Again I tasted a hint of breast milk, sweet as could be.
Driving deep into her, even through the condom I could feel my cock head pass the nib of her cervix. The physical stimulation was taking its affect on me, driving me closer and closer to a climax. While I usually love to cum inside a woman, this time, maybe because of the condom, I didn’t. In one series of movements I sat up, took Lauren entirely in my arms, spun her over and put her down on the bed facing me. I then pulled myself out of her, ditched the condom, and stroked off a forceful orgasm where I spurted cum all over her brown stomach and tits. The sheer amount of white cum on her dark skin illustrated the impact she had on me.
Exhausted, I fell over to one side. Lauren kissed my lips and gingerly kissed my cock as she also scooped up the dripping cum and fed it to herself. Fuck’n sexy!
We both went to the bathroom for a quick clean up and Lauren beat me back to the king-size bed. She was under the covers when I returned, and murmured something about needing to sleep as I slipped in next to her. The fact that this young woman would trust me enough to actually sleep … go totally unconscious … be completely vulnerable … made me feel like this was something special.
While I couldn’t sleep, I did rest … and needed the rest badly. I spooned in next to her with every inch of my body touching hers.
As the Vegas sky started to brighten in the predawn hour, my cock started to come back to life. I began to gently rub her back and I whispered to her, “What you would like to do next?” With a naughty smile and a little bit of devil in her voice she responded, “Will you eat my ass?” Not missing a beat I responded, “I will if you will.”
And with that, Lauren rolled over to lay on her stomach and I laid a path of kisses from her neck, between her shoulders, down her spine and then to her gorgeous ass. Even laying down her ass had an amazing bubble butt shape, rich and full. I kissed all over her ass cheeks, then wet my tongue with spit and ran it down into her ass crack.
With little effort I grabbed her hips and lifted her to her knees and then pushed her chest into the sheets. With a hand on each cheek, I spread her wide open to reveal her pink ass just begging to be teased. And I did. With long strokes and powerful stabs, I ate Lauren’s ass like it was my last meal on Earth. The way she squirmed and moaned and tore at the sheets told me she was having a very good time. And then she said, “Fuck it Rich. Fuck my ass. Now!” As she said that, her ass gaped just a little … like the iris on a camera lens opening just a bit.
On went another condom, and I spit across her slightly open hole to ease the entry. Lauren had obviously done this before, my cock head poked in with ease, and I enjoyed the feeling of being caught inside that first inch of two of powerful muscle. The feeling sent tingles down my legs and up my spine so badly I had goosebumps.
I pulled Lauren back to me like a rag doll so that I could stand behind her (I was kneeling before). And then the pounding started. While I’m not huge, my 6.5 inches were doing their job. I’m quite wide at the hilt, and each time that girth hit Lauren’s hole she grunted like an animal. My cocked loved the feeling of piercing her ass. My hands each grabbed Lauren’s hips to force our bodies together – skin slapping against skin – air being forced from our lungs – my cock pushing past her crushing sphincter and into the gripless abyss of her rectum. Lost in exhaustion from lack of sleep and delirium of being with a beautiful young Black model just half my age, I felt like I went on autopilot as we fucked and fucked and fucked. Lauren brought me back to reality as she experienced a huge moaning orgasm that was aided by her fingers wildly rubbing her clit. Her finger tips occasionally touched my balls, adding a different sensation to the myriad I was already feeling.
As her body quivered from the intense pleasure, I pulled my shaft from her ass. The tunnel remained open, pulsing ever so slightly. I gently rubbed my palm and fingers flatly over her rim. Then, totally spent, Lauren’s knees gave out and she collapsed before me like a house of cards.
My cock, though, needed further attention, and Lauren had her end of the bargain to satisfy. I laid on the bed and pulled my knees to my chest and whispered to the tired girl, “Eat my ass. Eat me now.” Lauren rolled off the bed and positioned herself on her knees with her head between my ass cheeks and started rimming me. If you’ve never been rimmed, you have NO – zero – idea how good it feels. The nerve endings down there seeming connect to every cell in your body. The feeling is intense and powerful. After a few minutes of rimming, I felt Lauren’s long slender finger enter my ass, gently feeling for my prostate. She knew when she it hit because my cock jumped … I felt an erotic sensitivity combined with an immediate need to pee … she found The P Spot.
Lauren knew she hit gold. As she stroked in and out of my ass, she added a second finger and then three. The fullness I felt made my face burn with adrenaline. With her free hand she massaged my balls, stroked my shaft, and pulled my shaft to her full Black lips. With her fingers deeply inside me, I lowered my legs and wrapped them around her torso. I propped my head up on a pillow to be able to gaze upon her as she overwhelmed my senses.
For guys who have never had a prostate massage, it causes huge amounts of prostate fluid to be created. And when combined with having your cock stroked or sucked leads to fantastic orgasms with huge amounts of cum (but it’s thinner than regular cum).
Given how badly I needed to release (again), I doubted I’d reach a P-Orgasm before Lauren took me over the edge with a regular orgasm, but I didn’t care. The attention to my ass rim, prostate, balls, shaft and head was driving me crazy. I was sweating all over and Lauren was relentless. She took a firmer grip on my shaft and made longer strokes. Her palm and thumb reached over the top of my gland before slamming back down to my balls. She varied the frequency so that I could sometimes feel my foreskin envelop my head, and on the down stroke she’d pull my skin tight. It was just too much …
The first ropes of prostate fluid shot across my stomach over the sheets and off the edge of the bed. I arched my back as her fingers in my ass rubbed my prostate again, sending another rope of fluid to land on my heaving chest. My legs trembled uncontrollably. My abs tightened like steel. And then … seemingly at last … I orgasmed with familiar contractions that pumped out the seaman in rapid contraction-driven spurts that covered my stomach and Lauren’s hand.
Thankfully Lauren kept stroking me, but slowed a bit and was more gentle. The aftershocks continued but lessened, and she carefully removed her three fingers from my ass. My legs fell off to either side of her as Lauren stood and looked at me with a satisfied smile. She seemed proud of herself, even with one hand covered in spunk and the other in ass juice. Her hair was a mess and she smelled like a well-used whore … but she had been my whore … my beautiful whore … for this memorable night in Las Vegas. On her way to get cleaned up, she bent over me and kissed off the fluids from my chest, gently kissing each of my nipples. With all of this on her lips, she then kissed me on the lips in a way that sealed our experience as a forever memory.
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Lauren and I keep in touch for a couple years. Due to Covid, we never met again. I’m sure she’s moved on…
It is my hope that another woman might read this and want to chat about fun like this. Here’s your clue: Kay Eye Kay Chicago440.
If you like this story, please search out Never In A Million Years. It’s a very different true experience I had a few years ago. I also have a story called Becoming a Master. Like this story, both are completely true.
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