Red Wings

This wasn't a rarity for me, a woman who wanted her needs satisfied before the man's. I didn't mind, it helped me build up my stamina. As I approached her she spread her legs wider. The light made the shadow of my cock seem huge, allowing the shadow to engulf her pubic region. She smiled with satisfaction. I rubbed my cocked head off of her soaking wet lips. I began to think aloud "Holy cow, this is the tighest pussy I've ever had" I said struggling to enter her "and I've banged 3 virgins!" Whoa, I caught myself, that wasn't going to impress her.

She wasn't kidding about the slickness and the tightness. Here I had her pegged as a slut, but all she was, was a woman in charge of her body. I controlled my thrusts, they slow and not deep at first, but it was obvious she was in control. Her hips wiggled beneath me meeting my thrusts. "It's...so hot" I gasped, wiping the sweat from my brow. The heat surrounded me, the blood creating a film of lubricant slightly denser than vaseline.

I struggled to thrust deeper but she obviously wasn't going to allow it, at least not for awhile. I accepted the medium penetration as I leaned in to continue sucking on her breasts. Each lick allowed a drop of her juices to land on my cock. It was so hot I thought it was going to sizzle. I began to quicken my thrusts but her hands pushed against my thighs urging me to slow down. I wanted to coat her in my juices, I wanted a lustful release, her pleasure mattered little to me now. I stopped completely. A look of bewilderment consumed her, I watched her fact start to fade into disappoinment when she thought I'd came. Just then I rammed her hard and deep with a mighty thrust. She gasped, going limp in my arms. Her fingers clawed at my back, all the way to my ass cheeks, periodically pulling them apart. I wondered if she was the type of woman that liked to do anal play with her man.
 
Her legs finally wrapped around him, opening herself up for his deeper thrusts. She hadn't meant to be thwarting him, but quickly realized that she did want it hard and fast, and felt her body fitting snuggly around him as her fingers dug into his back. It felt good, even maybe right somehow, and it began to consume her body especially when he began sucking on her tits. Each suck was a tingle straight down to her pussy, making her slicker and slicker. She glanced down when he pulled back seeing his cock coated in red.
 
Finally I was at full penetration. Mercedes' body writhed beneath me. I pulled out just to catch my breath and glanced down at my cock. Wiping the sweat from my brow I spoke, "Normally I wouldn't be thrilled about seeing my cock covered in blood, I've had nightmares like this, but I'll make an exception in this case." I grasped my cock by the base and teased her entrance by allowing my head to slide out of the foreskin then roll back in. She threw her head back in pleasure. Her pussy was barely recognizable. It had turned from an open hole with a red coating into a pink frothy mess, a combination of her fluids and my precum.

My attention turned from her breasts to her lips. I tugged at her bottom lip letting her taste her own delight, a taste which lingered on my lips. She wrapped her feet around me and would counter each of my thrusts with one of her own. "Mercedes I lo-" I caught myself, but the tightness and the position had made me think I was with my ex. If I finished that sentence I might as well say goodbye to all hope of a future meeting on a casual basis. "I love fucking your pussy" I said instead. I kind of expected her to shoot back with some dirty talk but she seemed to be enjoying herself and I wasn't going to complain about that.

I wanted to switch positions but I didn't want to miss her orgasmic facial expressions. We both appeared to be holding back, she bit her lip and let out a long gasp. A flood of fluid coated my cock. Her walls became even more slick and I began to slip out of her. I finally got it under control before it became frustrating and paused to let my cock get used to the wetness before I resumed my thrusts.
 
Mercedes

When she was in it, she was pretty non verbal, she tended to talk before or after. Her midn was thinking of all the things she wanted to try out while he was still here. He seemed pretty open to new things as he hadn't missed a stroke when she had gripped and massaged his nice ass.

She saw, felt, heard, the hesitation in his voice as he stumbled over the L word and she forgave him as it had been a while and he was probably thinking a little bit about his ex. She never thought about her exs as that was the past, she always fantasized about someone new or a stranger.

She was so turned on that it didn't take much to push her over the edge and her nails dug into his back and she let out a long gasp of pleasure. Her body gushed and it took a while for him to get back on rhythm, however if they were going to change place or position now would be the time. She whispered as much, "Hun, if you'd like to change positions, now is the time." She recalled one lover who kept changing positions before she could climax and in the end she ended up kicking him off. It was almost humorous thinking back on it now, but then it had been frustrating beyond belief.
 
I nodded that I was ready for a position change. Getting a woman from behind always did it for me but I hated missing her face. It took the intimacy out of it for me, all I saw was a body, not a person. So I told her I wanted her on top. The kitchen wasn't very conducive for a position like that so she led me down the hallway to her bedroom. Mercedes was almost running, leaving a trail of semi-clear droplets behind her on the way. I watched her sway from side to side in a hypnotic rhythm. A sudden wave of youthfulness came over me as I caught her up giving her a soft smack on the rump. She giggled and flung open the bedroom door as if saying "catch me if you can."

Her bedroom was tiny, just a bed, a dresser, and a mirror. She was obviously a careerwoman so I guess she didn't many comforts since her bed was probably only used for sexual liasons and sleep. She didn't seem like the type to watch tv everynight in bed while lounging in dirty sweats and munching on doritos.

She pulled onto the bed and straddled me. I craned my neck, desperately reaching my mouth for her swaying breasts. But alas they were out of reach as she mounted me and leaned back.
 
Mercedes

She felt energetic as she ran down the hall, heck she felt like a teenager despite being almost thirty. Her room was spartan, used for sleeping and sex. She had deliberately put on dark sheets this morning, so they were nice and clean as she moved on top of him. It took little effort to line up with him and impale herself on him, she recalled the mass of mirrors in her bathroom and she set the thought aside for later as she reveled in the ride, rocking against him, her breasts bouncing more than she'd normally tolerate but she was enjoying a thrilling ride and had no problem giving up a little comfort for the rush of sliding up and down his thick cock.
 
She had such control of her body, with each thrush she would nearly slide completely off of my cock, balancing her entire weight on only my tip before sliding back down. I put my arms around her waist and did my best to steer her so she wouldn't go out of control. She engorged the length of me and began rocking her hips back and forth. I had only had one lover do that in the past and it drove me wild.

I began wondering if I should pace myself or release now. She mentioned a shower afterwards so no doubt she had plans for a round two. My finger probed at her tiny starflowered asshole. She gently swatted my hand away and shook her finger back and forth at me giving me the "shame on you, but maybe later" look. Merecedes put her feet on my shoulders while leaning back and grasping the footboard of the bed with her hands. The stretching only allowed for deeper penetration. Her hot, slick walls convulsed again making my cock head bulge and throb. I gritted my teeth trying to hold back despite her body's urging.
 
Mercedes

She loved leaning back and bucking, some guys said it was painful but she loved it, so she stretched her legs out and leaned back feeling his cock throbbing inside her reaching new spots and she moaned as she thrust against him, feeling hot slick and happy. She wondered how many rounds he would last. She lost track of hers on a good night and about 6 was the most she could pull out of a guy. She knew this was going to be a good night as things lined up and his bulbous tip was rubbing against her spot.
 
I knew resistance was futile, I didn't want to give her a trickling cumshot I wanted to blast it all over her, letting her wallow in it before we showered. "Mer...ced...es" I managed to gasp, "tell me where you want my cum." I said with a reddened face, on the verge of exhaustion. I wasn't getting enough air and was forcing myself to use more energy than needed.

Mercedes' eyes widened with excitement. Her voice was in a moist whisper as she stopped riding me and plotted her next move. I glanced at the clock on the wall, it was fast approaching 10. I couldn't believe we'd been screwing for close to 2 hours.
 
Mercedes

She was glad they'd taken the time to eat and wondered where she wanted to feel him explode. After all they were going to take a shower soon and she was feeling a little thirsty and debated wine and water as she sat up, moved her legs to his sides and leaned over him for one simple kiss. She relunctantly pulled herself off him and whispered, "I want to see this one," her wet pussy was pressed up against the base of his cock and she rubbed her slick swollen clit against his cock as it stood between them, tall hard and glistenly red. It looked surreal, full of life, and she licked her lips slowly as her eyes moved from his cock to his face and back again.
 
She leaned ever closer to me. Her eyes revealed satisfaction and I felt as if I was going to get a reward for pleasuring her. I grasped the base of my cock, knowing the time was now. "Do you want it inside or outside of you?" I said guiding her hand to base of my shaft.

I caressed her protuding clit, gently rubbing it side to side. She began to raise herself off of me and slid back down casually. Her teasing was prolonging my pain. I could feel it building deep within me, all the way to my stomach, where the abdominals clenched, preparing for their next movement. I gave her a few more thrusts, trying to reach her unreachable place. Our hands met around my cock. She tightened her grip, making the throbbing intensify.
 
She was wondering if he was being dense, he hadn't been listening or he just wanted to be teased. She had said she wanted to see it, and she slide back on him for once last feel, and she was wondering if she was even thinking clearly when he asked her again where she wanted it. She must have looked at him funny because he got this look on his face and she kissed him, since it was a very cute look and said in a very clear voice, "Outside."
 
I heard her the first time but I hoped she would let me release inside of her. We had come this far but apparently she wouldn't let me finish how I hoped. I sighed softly as I pulled out of her warmth, her humid fluid still clinging to my cock.

In one fell swoop I rolled her onto her back. I slid my member between her mountainous breasts, leaving the combination of blood and body fluids in the valley of her cleavage. She looked somewhat displeased but we were going to shower soon, so she just needed to relax.

I guided her hand to my engorged cock. Together we stroked my cock to an enormous silent orgasm. My head throbbed a deep purple color as I shut my eyes and threw my head backwards. I opened my eyes to see a few droplets dribble onto her stomach then burst after burst landed on her amazing breasts. She moved her hands to her breasts cooing softly and saying "Mmmm" as she rubbed my semen in circles on her skin. Her cheeks were flushed and a smile of satisfaction hung on her lips. Her eyes were half closed as if she were trapped in a fantasy elsewhere. I jerked the final few drops out of my slowly softening cock onto her pubic hair. I collasped in exhausation half onto her and half beside her.
 
Mercedes

She chalked it up to differences between men and women, she wanted to see it as the first was usually the strongest and depending on how long he'd been abstaining the thickest, creamiest, best feeling cum. She definetely wanted to feel him explode inside her, just not the first time. Of course it was usually later round that tasted better but for now she just playing with the thick creamy strands on my pale skin and began thinking about the shower.

She almost asked how long it had been since he'd jerked off, but decided against it as she moved to kiss him, lightly, teasingly, hinting that the night was young.
 
Mercedes rolled off of the bed and stood in front of her mirror. Her face revealed a look of agony hidden by pleasure as she fondled her breasts. I could tell they ached but I had always heard that sex on during menstration could help relieve cramps so perhaps I had relieved some discomfort for her.

I watched my milky white sperm droplets glisten in the light as she stood admiring herself in the mirror. I was exhausted but usually took a shower after sex anyways. Once the hot water hit my skin, I would get a second wave of energy. I shut my eyes loosely, not wanting to fall asleep. I could hear water running in the bathroom as I turned my head to see her on her knees pulling a few loose hairs from the drain. My second wave arrived at that moment as my fleshy extension jumped. I stroked myself lightly, my hand sliding in our juicy mixture forcing my hand to slide from head to base. My pubic area ached, the muscles still contracted tightly. I watched her shadow on the wall and shut my eyes tightly to see if she would give me a pleasant awakening. I could feel her weight press on the bed and couldn't help but crack a smile, revealing that I was awake. I don't know what had come over me but I liked the youthfulness, I needed this night, not only for the sex but also for the rejuvination. It was nice to know there was more to my life than work.
 
Mercedes

The shower was quicker than she expected, a rinse off and feeling the hot water increase blood flow and back to the bed. Not that she minded after all this was about the sex, nothing more nothing less. She had hoped for a little more playfulness but noticed he was lethargic and realized that it hadn't taken more out of him, then she first thought. She was pleased to see his cock was stirring again and felt energetic as she bounced playfully on the bed.

Her hands ran along his body enjoying the feel of warm clean flesh and kissed down his neck to one of his nipples and sucked toying with him.
 
I noticed her hair was barely damp from the shower. I assumed she wanted me to shower with her and I would but for now I was comfortable on the bed.

I opened my eyes to see her crawling towards me on the bed. That was always a huge turn on for me. Her kisses on my neck made my muscles tighten to a point of numbness. I was now at her mercy, no matter how much I hoped to be in charge. Her trail of kisses would stop just below my navel, ignoring the demands of my evergrowing erection. I tried pushing her head down to get the oral sex I so desperately craved but she just responded with a soft growl before overpowering me and returning to the most circles she had been kissing on my chest.

She reversed herself and put her gorgeous rump in my face. I felt the soft warm mounds of her cleavage wrap around my cock. Soft moans of satisfaction escaped her as she watched the natural skin on my cock contract around the cock head before letting it slide out. Her vaginal lips were still damp from the shower. I blew softly on them to dry them. Her skin had a soft coolness to it but quickly warmed up when touched. She began lowering herself onto my face and quickly raising herself back up again. I could barely get a soft kiss or quick taste in edgewise. I could hear her laughing softly but it the sound was muffled by her body blocking my face. I could tell she was enjoying herself and the fact that she was in charge only fueled her fire even more.
 
It was invigorating to be clean, it made her feel fresh and new again. She was feeling frisky and playful, far different than her earlier lazy indulgent desires. So she tasted his clean skin, wondering why he had barely showered. It was different than what she had envisioned but that was the difference between fantasy and reality was one had to share control in reality. She was a bit saddened but decided in the end it didn't matter. He would be gone tomorrow and life would go on.

She kissed and licked and nibbled along his warm clean skin and opted to tease him, calming her irritation at his hands trying to move her head down. They were beyond talking about likes and dislikes so she growled, if he tried to force her in any way she would make him regret it.

It only reminded her that he was a typical male and that she was using him for a one night stand, nothing more...nothing less.
 
I realized I was in a very vulnerable position, on my back in bed, with a woman and her raging hormones having their way with me. "You know, " I began "I think I'll take you up on a longer shower." I pushed her off of the bed and moved towards the bathroom. I was a little worried about turning my back on her, even for a second.

My hands shook as I twisted the shower knobs. I could hear the rustling sound of her soft feet moving across the carpet in the bedroom. I stepped into the shower, turning my back towards her, letting the cold water caress every inch of my skin. The menstral blood mixing with the soap caused a slight pink tint to hover on the water near the drain. I heard two soft porcelain squeaks as she stepped into the tub. In a husky whisper she said something inaudible, so I turned the shower down and turned so I was now facing her.
 
He was so skittish, they'd been in the shower a moment earlier and he'd jumped out so fast and now he wanted back. Her hormones were raging and he was acting like a hunted animal. Then again perhaps she had been rather predatory, but at the same time it seemed odd for him to be skittish now.

She finally told herself to stop overthinking things and enjoy it. She made him wait, she needed some time to clear her mind. She stepped into the tub and said something, not that it really mattered. It was as if her fatigue was begining to catch up with her.
 
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