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Sequel to Cindy's Night
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Sequel to Cindy's Night It has been a long year since I let Tom fuck me and my desire to feel his beautiful, magnificent, spectacular cock is building up again. I had his baby several months ago and had no trouble finding someone to adopt him. My breasts have dried up although they remain larger than they were and I have a bit of a sag to them. Thank God for sports bras. I was having trouble jogging and every now and then they would take on a life of their own and start jogging with me Once they bounced up so high they were hitting me in the face. I know that I had more than one man drive off the road after seeing me. I’m wondering if my cunt got a little stretched out also. I will find out later tonight because Tom is taking me out to dinner and I know that he will try to get me into bed with him again. At least I hope so. After dinner Tom took me home and I invited him in for a cocktail. We never quite got that far. As soon as I closed the door his grabbed me and kissed me. I simply melted in his arms. I have never wanted a man so intensely in my life. I became so sensitive I felt his lips against mine, his arms around my body, his hard<b> chest </font></b>against my breasts, and perhaps most of all I could feel his cock pressing against my thighs. After what seemed like forever he reached around me, unzipped my dress and I let it all off me. Toom started fondling my breasts and I reached down and felt his massive hard cock in his pants. In a few seconds I had his pants off and was holding his cock. It was like I remembered. Perfectly proportioned, thick, hots, and inviting. Tom just stood there as I ran my fingers up and down his shaft. I bent over and lightly kissed his cockhead and when I did he unfastened my bra and my boobs swung out against his thighs. I felt him tense when I ran my tongue over his cum slit, he was holding both my boobs in his hands. “Don’t stop” he whispered. I wanted to keep going but my plan was to have a good traditional fuck if possible. I backed toward the bed pulling Tom with me and fell back onto it. Tom was leaning over me. I spread my legs took his meat in one hand and guided it toward my count. “I want you” I said. Well, I found out one of the things I wanted to know. His cock slid into me in one smooth, sliding motion. Last time it took a while, a hurt for a little bit. This time it was like welcoming an old friend. My wet count lips puckered open and his cock slid in, all the way, at once, no waiting, no adapting, no pain, only an amazing feeling of pleasure. This time Tom’s cock felt so good as he pumped in and out, the shoulders of his cockhead messaging the walls of my hot, wet, uterus. In just a couple of thrusts his wet, precum dripping cockhead was up against my cervix. Just the thought of it and the feel of it rubbing against the walls of my uterus triggered my feminine orgasm. All the muscles of my cunt started contracting like they had a mind of their own. I couldn’t stop it. My entire cunt was contracting, gripping his pulsing shaft, contractions rippled up and down my uterus, rhythmically stroking his cock, silently screaming for him to cum. Which he did. With a low, moan, he stopped thrusting, he held his cock deep inside me, and my cunt lips could feel the throbbing pulses as he ejaculated his sperm into me, pulse after pulse, filling my body as he did before, my orgasm pulling his sperm into my body, probably impregnating me again. After we finished Tom collapsed on top of me. His deep breathing and hairy<b> chest </font></b>were rubbing against my taut tits pushing them down into my sweaty boobs. He slowly pulled out of me and as his cockhead pushed my cunt lips apart I had another sudden convulsive tightening of my crotch. He asked if he had hurt me and all I could do was to give a meek little “No, it was so much better this time”. Tom got up to go to the bathroom and I just lay there like a conquered woman; I had been taken, ravished, subdued, and fucked by a magnificent man. Tom got dressed, leaned over and kissed me while fondling my breasts. After he left I lay on the bed, my legs flayed apart, imagining that he was going to come back and take me again. I go ready to take a shower. I could feel his cum slowly draining out of me, a ribbon of white running down my inner thighs. Just before I turned on the shower I scooped some of it with my fingers and slowly brought it up into my mouth. It had an musky taste to it, not bad, not good, but it triggered a feeling of sexual satisfaction. Perhaps next time I would take him in my mouth. At least that way I wouldn’t have to be concerned about getting knocked up like last time. This time however I had both my morning after pills handy. It was like I had taken a drug, the feeling of Tom‘s cock inside of me and the memory of it was overwhelming. I had to have him again and soon. I turned on the shower. |
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