“Oh Jane…” you moan.
Weren’t expecting that were you?
I don’t want slow anymore. I want it hard! Fast! Deep! You know instinctively what I want and give it to me. Faster and faster you slam, deeper and deeper I accept you. Thrust for thrust. Moan for moan. In and out, in and out, in and out! I feel the pressure in you building. I am so close when suddenly I feel your finger in my ass. I scream out for you and I’m falling, falling into that blackness of climax. It is so intense!
You flip me over and your cock is at the entrance of my ass. My climax has my body relaxed enough for you to slide the head in so easy. When you feel me beginning to push back on you slide in deep and sure. My ass lifts up to meet your thrusts. We move together so easily. My orgasm building again… you feel the tightness of my ass gripping your cock. Your grunts match mine. You slow to allow my orgasm to subside before you start again. God! I want you deeper.
You put your hands on my shoulders and thrust fully into my ass. Each thrust brings me closer until I explode around you. I feel you release your cum into me and I ride with you all the way until every drop is in me. Squeezing and pumping. I cannot do any more and I collapse. You fall with me. Still inside me. I pulse and pulse around your cock gripping it tighter and tighter. You feel everyone of them.
You are whispering something… I cannot hear…. I cannot breathe… all I can do is feel.
You are touching, rubbing, massaging. Everything I need to help bring me down from the climax high I am in. You gave me so many orgasms that my body is ultra sensitive. You kiss away the tears I don’t even know are falling.
How long we lay there I don’t know. I am not aware of anything until I feel you move away from me. The sun has moved to the other side of the house. It is very late. I know this and know I have to go. You know I have to go.
“Shower with me?” you ask.
I know what you are asking and how it hurts to answer you. Reality is sinking into my soul. I cannot fight it anymore.
“I cannot! I still have to go get my son.”
You understand and do offer me the shower, alone, and when I get out you have left my suit and belongings from the beach on the bed. I dress quickly and when you return, you hand me the phone.
“Call and let them know you are on you way.”
My eyes fill with tears. I reach for the phone our fingers touch, you reach for me and kiss me with such passion. I am going to hate to leave. As you hold me you whisper,
“I am leaving. It will be easier if I am not here. Call, then go. I will find you again.”
And you walk out the door. I close my eyes as the tears fall and I begin dialing.