Page 19 of Dream Cum True
“Mmm hmm.”
“What did she miss?”
“Ahh shit. The way you stretched her wide and hit the deepest parts of her.”
“Mmm. He missed her too. He craved her every second they were apart and forced me to lead him back to her.”
As we whispered our private thoughts to each other, my strokes were slow, hard, and deep. It felt more like lovemaking than fucking, and when I remembered it was too soon for all that, my strokes remained deep, but the speed increased.
“Eli, I can’t hold it.”
“Don’t hold it, baby. Let that shit go.”
Her pussy quaked around my dick before I finished giving her permission. I’d planned on letting her get hers and moving to the bed, but the pulsing of her pussy fucked up my plans.
“Baby, I’m about to blow.”
At the very last second, I gripped Karla’s waist and pushed away in an attempt to pull out before I filled her with my seeds. She was at the height of her climax and tightened her legs around my waist, prohibiting me from moving. My warm seeds shot into her womb, and there wasn’t a damn thing we could do about it.
“Ride that dick!” I encouraged as I slapped Karla’s ass.
We’d been at it for hours, and I wasn’t sure if it was because she thought this was our last time, or if her pussy really missed me. Either way, she was insatiable, and I wasn’t mad at all.
She planted her hands on my chest and leaned forward. Her breasts brushed against my chin until I caught one of them in my mouth and the other in my hand. While squeezing one nipple with my index and middle finger, I teased the other with my teeth.
“Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!”
Her hips began to gyrate, and I knew she was close to reaching her peak. I released her breast and used both hands to grip her waist while continuing to suck her other breast into my mouth.
I loved fucking her from the bottom because her pussy responded quickly. She came all over my dick and snatched my seeds right up out of me before collapsing on my chest. I pulled the blanket over us and wrapped her in my arms. Before I knew it, I could hear her soft snores.
Before we left the restaurant, she told me she wanted me to fuck her until the sun came up. I wasn’t sure of the time, but as I looked toward the window, she’d definitely gotten her wish. I replayed the events of the evening, and even after the exciting night we had, I still had to talk my dick down because he was ready for more. Eventually, exhaustion took over, and I dozed off.
The next time I opened my eyes, Karla’s almond-shaped eyes were staring up at me. She was no longer on my chest, but next to me, and I could feel her leg draped across mine. Her head was on the other pillow, and I turned my body to face her.
“Good afternoon, handsome,” she greeted, her voice a bit hoarse. “I hope my breath doesn’t stink. I rinsed it out with the mouthwash in the bathroom.”
“You’re good. It smells like nut and mouthwash now.”
“Oh my God. Shut up.”
“It’s cool, baby. Mine probably just smells like your feminine juices. Is it really afternoon already?”
“The last time I looked at the time, it was approaching two. It might be a little after that now.”
“How long have you been up?”
“About thirty minutes.”
“Why didn’t you wake me?”
“I like watching you sleep, I guess.”
“You guess, or you do?”
“I do. You look so peaceful.”
“That’s funny. I haven’t slept very well since you left me?—”
