Page 64 of Man Seeking Woman

The door slowly began to open, so I pushed myself up higher. There was a heavy knot in my stomach, something I wasn't used to feeling, but this wasn't a normal situation.

Ella stepped slowly out into the room, holding the door frame in her hand, a seductive look in her eyes. “Sorry it took me so long.”

Wow.

Dressed in just a white lace bra and matching panties, Ella looked hot as hell. Her tits were pillowing over the top of her bra, her legs were long and lean. With wide hips and a small waist, she had the perfect hourglass figure.

My cock was hard instantly, throbbing with need, and ready to feel the warmth of her pussy. All day I thought about this moment. I imagined her bare skin, her full lips, the shudder of her body as I slid my cock balls deep into her hot cunt.

“That's alright, no need to apologize.” Patting the bed next to me, I smiled. “Come on over here, I've been waiting all day for this.”

“Oh yeah?” she asked, her voice lower than normal, flowing out with sexual grace. “All day, that's awful. How did you get any work done?” Sweeping her feet across the floor, she walked around the bed and came to my side.

“Autopilot, I don't need to think to do my job anymore.” Grabbing her wrist, I pulled her onto my lap. “But this I want to remember, I want to be here for it, no autopilot tonight.”

Ella smirked, dragging her tits across my chest as she dropped into the open space beside me. “That's good, because I want to fuck a living man. If I wanted to fuck a machine, I'd take out my vibrator.”

Growling, I rolled onto her body, boxing her face with my arms. “I don't ever want to hear that you're using a vibrator. You don't need one, not when you have me.”

Giggling, Ella spread her legs wider, giving me more room. “You'll need to prove that, I've become pretty close with my vibrator, he knows me better than anyone.”

“I'll prove it, don't you worry about that.” Gyrating my hips, I rubbed her pussy with my thick bulge. We were separated by just a couple thin pieces of material, enough material to be annoying. I wanted to tear her panties off and throw them across the room.

Ella ran her hands up and down my back, scratching her nails across my shoulders and down my spine. Lifting the hem of my shirt, she peeled it over my head and dropped it to the floor. “I think you're wearing too much clothes.” Slinking her fingers down my ribs, I felt her tease the edge of my boxers.

“I think we're both wearing too much.” Tickling my fingers across the tops of her tits, I placed a soft kiss on her throat. Moving my hands down her ribs, I cupped her pussy in my palm. “How can we fix that?”

Moaning, Ella rolled her hips. Pushing her body up on the bed, she slipped her fingers into her panties and started to pull them down her thighs.

Shifting my hips, I tugged my boxers down my legs, letting my cock pop free. I could feel the heat off her pussy, I could see her lips glistening, eager for my dick to be inside. Her back was arched, her chest was rising and falling rapidly.

Gripping my cock at the base, I ran the tip between her folds. She was so wet, so aroused, so damn ready.

Wrapping her legs around my hips, she pushed up into me. I thought she might be scared, I was ready for her to back out and say no not tonight. And I would have respected her decision.

But the way she reacted to my hands, to how I touched her, it said so much more. She needed this, she wanted this, she probably hadn't had any real dick in ages.

“You want that?” I asked her. “You want that cock?”

“Yes,” she said, the word built on air as it flowed off her tongue.

“How bad do you want it?”

“So bad, I want your cock so fucking bad.”

Swirling the tip of my cock around her entrance, I felt her pussy clench, trying to grab me and pull me in. Ella moaned louder, her hips rocking hard, demanding my attention.

Pushing my swollen crown in gently, I shifted my hips slowly, driving my length in until my balls hit her ass.

Groaning, I laid my head down on her shoulder. “Fuck, you're so wet.”

“You make me wet, I've never been so turned on in my life.” Her nails raked my back, moving up into my hair and tugging at the roots.

Pulling back, I drove in harder, faster, almost lost in the animalistic hunger that was fueling me. I wanted to take my time with her, but I couldn't control the instinct to take her, to claim her, to seed her with my child.

With each thrust Ella screamed, her teeth finding my shoulder and digging in. Her pussy milked my length, clenching down hard to keep me inside.

Faster, harder, faster, harder, our bodies smacked and pounded together. Our eyes were frozen on each other, and our first time together had turned out better than I—

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