My Wimp Neighbor’s Wife - Ellen Comes Over

Since I’d interrupted Warren and Ellen’s date night he hadn’t been able to make eye contact with me and she’d been avoiding me.  Finally one day I ran into Ellen as I was coming home from work and she was taking groceries into her house.  "You’ve been avoiding me", I confronted her.  Shyly she shook her head in response.  "No?  Why haven’t I seen you and why haven’t you talked to me?“

"Well, things have been a little awkward with Warren.”  When I didn’t respond Ellen explained, “In the bedroom.  Things haven’t really… happened.”

“So you haven’t gotten a good fucking”, it was really more of a statement than a question on my part.  My neighbor’s wife blushed deep red in response.  "Well I can help you with that Ellen, all you have to do is come visit.  I’m right next door.“

"Oh.  No.  I couldn’t do that.  Not…”, she hesitated, “I mean… how would I explain…”  Ellen’s words trailed off.

So I decided to take charge.  "Tonight, after dinner, you get dressed up in one of your sexy outfits.  Something that really shows off your body.  Flash it at your husband and come on to him.  If Warren doesn’t respond then just put on a coat and come over to my place.“  Ellen was blushing as I smiled at her and said, "I’ll leave the door unlocked for you.”

Hours later, shortly after dinner, I was sitting in my den working with the computer when my door opened.  Ellen stepped into my house and shyly looked around.  I went to greet her and offered to take her coat.  When she hesitated I asked, “What are you wearing beneath that coat?”

To answer my question she slowly removed it.  She was left standing in my foyer wearing a lacy bra, matching panties, stockings, and heels.  I showed my appreciation by looking her up and down and complimenting each thing I liked.  Without words I grabbed a handful of her hair, tilted her head back, and kissed her.

As I moved my way down to her neck I managed to fumble my pants undone and down to the floor.  While I kissed and sucked her neck I slid my boxers off.  Then using the hand I had controlling her hair I pushed Ellen to her knees and pointed my dick toward her face.

“Oh”, she was surprised, “I don’t know, um, if I can.”  Ellen was obviously worried about my size, but that didn’t prevent her from trying.  In just a few minutes she was sucking as much of my dick as she could into her mouth while stroking the rest with her tiny hand.

I wanted to spice things up, she was obviously in the mood, but I wanted to push her farther.  "Put one hand in your panties and play with your pussy while you suck my cock", I told her.  Slowly Ellen complied as I pushed her bra down and fondled her tits.

We moved to the bedroom, and like last time I left the lights on.  Given the time of year I had the windows open, one facing the street and one facing Ellen and Warren’s house.  I pushed Ellen back on the bed and crawled between her legs.  Her pussy was wet from anticipation and my dick was slick from her blowjob.

Easily I pushed myself deep inside her.  As I fucking her Ellen moaned louder and louder.  Soon I was getting her to talk dirty, “You like the feel of my dick?”

“Oh yes”, she moaned.  With a little more prompting, “I like the feel of your big dick filling my pussy.”  Holding myself above her, fucking her hard, I told her that I liked watching her tits bounce.  "You like these big tits?“, she teased me while pinching her nipples.

Pulling back I flipped her over.  "If you’re going to tease me like a slut, I’m going to fuck you like a slut”, I told her as I pushed her head onto the bed and fucked her hard from behind.  When she had an orgasm I said, “That’s it, cum on my cock like a slut”, which only seemed to encourage her.  "When you cum I want to hear you say you’re cumming.“

"I’m cumming, I’m cumming”, she panted.  Ellen’s moans temporarily turned to screams of pleasure when I pulled her hair.  "Oh fuck yes!“  I fucked her from behind until she had another orgasm.

Her body collapsed on the bed and I crawled up behind her, spooning her body and pushing my dick up into her pussy.  She seemed confused by the position, not sure what to do, so I had to really hold her hips in place while I fucked her.  Ellen moaned louder as I fucked her harder.  We were both surprised when she had two more orgasms.

"Oh wow”, she huffed out of breath.  "Your dick is amazing.  How do you fuck like that?“

"You’re just a cock slut”, I shot back at her.  Ellen looked shocked.  "You just never had a cock that could satisfy you.“  She blushed.  I repositioned on the bed and put my hard dick in her face, "Show me how much you appreciate this cock.”

Ellen hesitated, my dick was covered in the pussy juicies from her various orgasms.  Slowly though her lust won out and she wrapped her mouth around my dick, sucking and licking as best she could.  While she did that I played with her tits and called her my little cock whore.

We moved to a sixty-nine position with my head and her ass positioned toward the window.  I licked and fingered her cunt while she worked on my shaft.  Looking at the window facing her house gave me a wicked idea.

Standing up from the bed I pulled Ellen over to the window, pushed her forward so her tits were pressed against the glass, and entered her from behind.  As my cock sank into her twat she grabbed the window frame and moaned, “No.  What are you doing?”

“I’m fucking a slut in front of my window so all the neighbors can see her, hear her, and enjoy her getting off.”  She tried to push back, to move away from the window, but that only cause her to impale herself deeper on my dick.  "You think your husband can hear you from here?“, I pulled her hair.

"Oh no.  God no…”, she immediately broke into an orgasm and started moaning loudly out the window.

“You like being watched?  Think your husband is getting hard watching you get fucked?  Watching this big dick penetrate your hot, tight pussy.”  I spanked her ass while holding myself deep inside her.  Ellen was no longer pushing away from the window, instead she was pressed hard against it fucking herself back against me furiously.

“Yes”, she whispered.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, I like knowing the neighbors are watching”, she moaned.  "That I’m a dirty fuck slut.“  Again, with a little prompting she was developing quite a colorful vocabulary.  "Fuck me hard, make me scream so my husband hears me.”

Enjoying what I was hearing I started fucking her harder, really slamming my dick into this wife’s pussy.  Both of us moaned while I fucked her like that.  When Ellen had another orgasm she yelled out the window, “I’m cumming.  Oh fuck yes, I’m cumming on this big dick.  Oh fuck!”

Just as she started to calm down I reached around her hips and used my hand to tease her clit while still fucking my cock in and out of her puffy pussy.  That immediately rocketed her back into the orgasmic stratosphere.  Her body bent in half, she grabbed the window frame tightly to hold herself up, and she screamed, “Oh Fuck Me!  Fuck!  Fuck!”

Ellen clamped her pussy down around my dick and I exploded my seed into her womb.  "I’m cumming!“, I told her, "Cumming!”

“Yes!  Yes!”, she yelled, “Fill my pussy with your cum!  Ohhh… fuck my cunt!”

We collapsed back to the bed, spent and breathless.  For a while we just laid there.  Eventually I started to feel frisky again.  I jerked my dick back to life, get Ellen to suck it hard and slick, then fucked her again.  She ended up spending the night.  We fucked four times in three different rooms, and in the morning I fingered her in the foyer before sending her home.

I suspect she’ll be back.

My Wimp Neighbor’s Wife

    Warren was a nice, short, Jewish guy with a kind of whiny voice, one of these guys with no chin and no shoulders.  He was very soft spoken, I don’t think the guy had ever stood up for anything in his life.  His wife Ellen was similar; short, petite, soft-spoken, and curvy.  They were both likable, and we became friends as soon as I moved into the neighborhood next to them.


    We began hanging out on a regular basis, and though Warren and I were friendly I always picked on him about things.  He was easy to make fun of, and didn’t get upset about it at all, usually just smiling and looking down.  Ellen always chuckled, but also never got upset about me picking on her husband.  Over time my jibes got more personal, but their reactions never changed.


    One Friday evening I was at their place hanging out, and picking on Warren like normal.  I realized that I’d overstayed my welcome, but neither of them had enough spine to tell me to go home.  As it became more obvious they wanted me to leave I took more joy in not giving them the opportunity to directly tell me to go.  Finally I asked, “Do you two want me to go?”


    They both looked ashamed, neither of them said anything, but Warren nodded his head slightly.  It dawned on me why they wanted me to leave, their ashamed demeanor said it all, so I asked, “Am I interrupting your date night?"  Warren only looked down at his lap, Ellen turned a bright shade of red and looked away.


    "Oh my god”, I feigned surprise and innocence.  “You two are going to go fuck once I leave?"  This time Warren blushed and looked away, Ellen’s embarrassment continued to turn her pale skin red.  "Boy, you two are naughty”, I teased.


    At this point I was enjoying their embarrassment and decided to see how far I could push things.  “So Warren”, I looked straight at him, “Do you ever pull your wife’s hair?"  There as no answer from either of them, "Do you spank her ass?"  Ellen turned completely away, using her mousy brown hair to hide her face, her husband only squirmed uncomfortably.


    "You have spanked her ass then?”, I prodded Warren but he had clammed up.  Turning to Ellen I asked, “Did Warren spank you?"  She turned back to look at me, obviously in shock at my boldness.  "Was it while he was fucking you from behind?"  Ellen’s mouth dropped open.


    "No”, she squeaked.


    “Oh Warren, you bad man”, I kept my attention on Ellen.  “Obviously your wife didn’t enjoy it.  You don’t seem very adventurous, maybe I should show you how it’s done."  This time Ellen squirmed.


    I stood up, "Here Warren, I’ll show you how to pull a woman’s hair."  They both watched me walk across the room to where Ellen was sitting, neither of them moved to stop me or made any protest.  So I slid a hand up her back, brushing her neck with my finger tips, and then up her scalp letting her hair run through my fingers.  Ellen closed her eyes, I closed my hand into a fist with a handful of her hair in my firm grasp, and then I pulled down causing her head to tilt back.


    A slight moan escaped as her mouth fell open in response.  I pulled a bit more causing her mouth to open further, and her breath to catch.  Ellen was wearing a white button up shirt, the top few buttons were undone, and from where I was standing I had a good view down her shirt at her black, lace covered cleavage.  Her chest heaved as her breathing was getting deeper, and I was somewhat surprised to notice that she had rather large breasts for her frame.


    "I think she likes it Warren”, I was enjoying teasing him, but I was also enjoying watching her breasts.  No one responded, so I turned Ellen’s face to mine asked, “Do you like that?"  As an answer she only moaned, her eyes flitted open slightly and she looked at me.  "See Warren?  If you do it right, women really like it.”


    “You look like you need a good kiss”, I said to Ellen.  That made Warren look up at us, but he didn’t say anything.  With my hand still in her hair I pushed her face to mine and kissed her, shoving my tongue in her mouth.  At first she didn’t react, but then her tongue started dancing with mine.  After a minute I broke off the kiss we both enjoyed.


    Warren was watching us now, but still not saying anything.  I decided I wanted a better look at Ellen’s cleavage, so I said, “Know what else women like Warren?  Being told what to do.  Ellen, unbutton your shirt for me, let me see your bra.”


    I let go of her hair and she looked down at her chest.  Hesitantly she unbuttoned her shirt, one after the other, until her shirt hung open.  Ellen didn’t move after that, just let her hands rest on her lap, still looking down at her bare stomach.  She had a beautiful body, but I wanted to see more.


    “Women enjoy things like this”, stepping in front of her I grabbed her shirt with both hands and roughly forced it over her shoulders and behind her back.  The position did two things, it exposed her entire chest and trapped her arms at her side.  She was wearing a sexy bra that was part lace and part satin, it was semi-see through in the front, obviously special for date night.  Her nipples were hard as rocks and pushing against the fabric.


    Her pale skin was reddened with embarrassment, all the way from her cheeks to her chest, her breathes were deeper and it was causing her breasts to rise and fall quite noticeably.  “You look so hot”, I complimented her, “Bet those tits are great to fuck."  Ellen’s head shot to the side, completely avoiding looking at me, but her husband’s eyes zeroed in on her breasts.


    "Just like this”, I said taking two handfuls of her tits and squeezing them up and together forming a shelf of cleavage.  While my hands were there I took a moment to rub her nipples with my thumbs.


    “You shouldn’t do that”, Warren’s voice was barely more than a whisper.


    “Looks like she enjoys it”, I responded by pointing out how hard Ellen’s nipples were.  To push the point home I pinched them through the fabric.  Instinctively she drew in a sharp breath and moaned as her body responded.  “I think your wife likes having a man take charge of her."  Taking a step back from her, in my most commanding voice I told Ellen, "Take off your skirt, let me see if your panties match your bra.”


    Warren shifted uncomfortably, I was losing count of how many times he’d squirmed.  Unsurprisingly though his wife sat still for a few moments, thinking about what to do, before standing up from her seat.  As she stood, she let the shirt fall from her arms, and tenderly moved her hands to her waist.


    She was wearing a long, brown skirt that was a very conservative style, when she was standing her feet couldn’t even be seen.  Slowly she slid down the zipper on the back of the skirt.  I wasn’t sure why she was moving slowly, maybe because she couldn’t believe what she was doing or perhaps she was afraid of what her husband was thinking.


    Ellen hadn’t made eye contact with her husband since I’d pulled her hair, and now she was actively turned away from him, she couldn’t see him staring at her.  The zipper was completely undone and she opened her hands letting the skirt fall away.  It crumpled on the ground around her feet, like a sash around the base of a Christmas tree.  She was wearing black satin panties that matched her bra, very pretty, but a conservative style.  Surprising to me though, she was also wearing black, thigh high stockings.


    Nervous, Ellen rocked forward and stood up on her toes.  The position made her legs look fantastic.  Though I was standing in front of her, and she didn’t look me in the face, I got the feeling that she wanted to know what I thought of her body.  Honestly it was nothing amazing, she wasn’t a model, but she was well proportioned and certainly attractive.


    “Look at how beautiful you are”, she shifted a bit and brought her hands up to cover herself.  “Those panties.  That bra”, I pointed as I called them out, “Those stockings.  They’re so sexy on you, so hot.”


    Ellen blushed more deeply than she already was, but she looked at my face to see if I was serious.  Satisfied that I was telling the truth she said, “Thanks”, in that small voice of hers.


    Her husband was riveted, unable to take his eyes off his wife’s ass, and I could see his hard-on pushing against his jeans.  I took the time to compliment every part of her body, from hair to stocking covered feet, walking around her as I did.  Each time I told her how attractive she was her smile got bigger.


    Since I had the opportunity, I let my hands roam over her body as I circled her.  First her shoulders and neck, then her stomach and back, and finally her ass.  There was less squirming now, from both of them, though she still tried to cover herself with her hands.  Deciding that wasn’t acceptable I ordered her, “Ellen, stop covering yourself, either leave your hands at your sides or put them on the top of your head.”


    She let her hands drop to her side and I noticed there was a small wet spot on the front of her panties.  Smiling I told her to turn around, “So your husband can see."  Ellen turned, still not looking her husband in the face, but kept her hands at her side not even trying to cover herself.  "See that wet spot Warren?”, I pointed.  “That means her pussy’s wet.  So wet that it’s dripping.”


    Warren looked at his wife’s panties and the wet spot that was slowly getting larger.  “Do you think I did that?”, teasing him again trying to get any reaction.  He didn’t respond, so I asked his wife, “Do I make you wet?"  Ellen nodded in response.  "Let’s see if I can make that wet spot bigger.”


    With one move I swept her up into my arms and carried her upstairs to the bedroom.  Warren followed, but I’m not sure he wanted to.  Stepping inside the bedroom, I turned the lights on and threw Ellen down onto the bed.  She squeaked at me, “We always leave the lights off.”


    “Not tonight, the lights are going to be on.  How else am I supposed to tell if you get more wet?  By feel?”, I ran a hand up her leg to her thigh.  She blushed again, turning her head into the bed.  “By taste?"  Her head shot back and she looked at me, not sure if I was serious or not.


    As Warren slinked into the bedroom I grabbed his wife by the hips and roughly rolled her onto her stomach, her ass in the air.  Looking at him I teased, "Why don’t you spank her ass?"  His only response was to look down and away.  "Fine, sit and I’ll show you how it’s done.”


    He slumped on the floor against the dresser, looking at the lewd position his wife was in on the bed.  Ellen started to push herself up off the bed so I roughly forced her head back down.  Then I grabbed a handful of her hair, right against the scalp like before, and growled, “You stay in this position until I’m done with you.  Don’t move unless I move you.”


    “Yes…”, she breathed.


    Keeping a firm grip on her hair I pulled her head back making her eyes close and her mouth open again.  Using my other I spread her legs apart so the growing wet spot was visible, then I moved my hand to her pantie covered ass, rubbing it gently and softly.  I brought my hand up, and then down swiftly onto her ass with a loud smack.


    “Ah!”, she yelped breathlessly as her body jumped forward, as much as she could against my grip on her hair.


    “Do you like that?”, I asked her.


    “Yes”, the word barely escaped her upturned lips.


    “Louder, so your husband can hear.”


    “Yes”, she said louder.


    “Tell him what you like.”


    Without opening her eyes or even trying to pull away from me she said, “I like having my hair pulled and being spanked.”


    I ran my hand over her ass, before spanking her again.  Again she jumped and yelped, but it was obvious that she enjoyed it.  “See Warren, that’s how you spank a woman."  He was still slumped on the floor, against the dresser, one hand on the floor and one in his lap busy rubbing his hard-on through his jeans.  "Look, your husband has a hard-on”, I turned her head in his direction but she didn’t open her eyes.


    Warren self-consciously stopped rubbing himself and tried to pretend he hadn’t been doing it.  “It’s okay”, I told him, “My cock is hard too."  To make the point I put Ellen’s hand on my dick so she could feel it through my pants, she didn’t pull her hand away, but she wasn’t doing anything with it either.  "It’s okay, you can rub my cock Ellen, make me feel good.”


    She started moving her hand back and forth just a bit, she wasn’t pressing hard or grabbing, just sort of feeling it beneath the cloth.  Her husband had looked back up at us, so I teased him some more, “Look at this buddy, I think your wife likes my cock.  Do you like it?”, I asked her.


    “Yes”, she breathed.


    “Do you like making dicks hard?”


    “Yes”, again she sounded breathless, “I like making your dick hard.”


    I’d never heard her talk like that, and from the look on her husband’s face neither had he.  Letting go of her hair I put both hands on her ass, rubbing it softly as she continued to rub me.  “What do you think, is she wetter now?"  The dark spot on her panties was certainly larger.  I slipped one hand down over the surface of her panties, certain to rub her pussy lips and clit through the fabric as I did.  Ellen moaned and tensed up for a moment, gripping my dick hard, before going back to slowly rubbing me.


    My fingers came away wet with her juice, I brought them up to my mouth and sucked them in.  "Are you wet?”, I asked her.


    “Yes, I’m wet”, she replied.


    “Why are you so wet?”, she didn’t answer.  “Do you like having a man in charge?  Having a hard cock in your hand?”


    “Yes”, she paused, “It makes my pussy wet."  Again her husband’s face betrayed his surprise, but she kept her eyes closed and head down on the bed.


    "How does my cock feel?”, I asked her, “Is it bigger than his?"  She paused, her hand stopped moving, and it was obvious that she was too shy to actually answer.  "Well, there’s only one way to really know.  Warren, whip your dick out and show your wife how hard it is.”


    At first he didn’t move, it was obvious that he was not only uncomfortable sitting with his dick crammed into the corner of his jeans, but also whipping it out in front of me.  Then his hands slowly unzipped and removed his pants.  Sitting in his tight, white briefs he looked kind of ridiculous, but he looked more ridiculous when he flexed the elastic and poked his dick through the opening in the front.  It wasn’t large, just average length and a bit thin.


    Ellen looked, even smiled, but I think she was more amused than pleased.  “Alright, let’s see if mine is bigger.  Take my cock out Ellen”, I looked down at her.  She lifted up onto her elbows and knees, reached to my zipper and slowly unzipped my pants.  With a tug she took my pants down leaving my cock bulging in my boxers.  For a moment she just stared, then put a hand gingerly on it feeling it through the fabric and licked her lips.


    Then she got enthusiastic, like she was tearing open a Christmas present, and as fast as she could she whipped my boxers down.  The motion was so fast it caused my dick to bounce, which made her smile.  Again she stared at it, like she wasn’t sure what to do with it.  When it stopped bouncing she reached out and wrapped a hand around it.  She cooed softly and said, “It’s warm.”


    “Do you think it’s bigger than his?"  It was a rhetorical question at this point, with both our dicks on display in the light it was easy to tell that mine was longer and thicker.


    "Definitely”, she whispered in awe.  On auto-pilot her hand started sliding up and down my shaft, she watched like she was unable to believe what she was doing.


    It felt great, and I was ready to take this all the way, so I decided to see if I could convince Ellen to go that far.  “Time for you to get naked”, I told her.  Her hand stopped and she looked up at me with a look of worry, trying to determine if I was serious or not.  When she’d convinced herself that I was, she let go of me, slid off the bed, and stood facing away from me and her husband.  For a long moment she didn’t move.


    Finally her hands shot up behind her back to the clasp of her bra.  “Too fast”, I stopped her.  “Since you’re turned away and teasing us, do a strip tease."  Ellen’s only response was to slightly turn her head in my direction.  Guessing that she didn’t know how, I gave her some instructions, "Take your bra off as slow as you can, keep it covering your breasts for as long as possible, give us peaks but don’t show us, and wiggle your hips while you do it, pretend you’re dancing.  When your bra is off, use your hands to cover yourself, cup your breasts and squeeze them together, and play with your nipples.”


    Ellen tried her best, it was obvious she had no experience.  She wiggled a bit, tried moving her legs, slowly undid the clasp on her bra, held it in place with her hands for quite a while, and eventually turned to face me and Warren.  Her eyes fixed on her husband’s erection, sticking up from his lap and twitching slightly.  For a moment I thought she was done, that she wouldn’t go any farther, but then her gaze fell on my hard cock hanging in front of me.  A hint of her tongue appeared between her lips and she let her hands fall, dropping the bra to the floor.


    Keeping her focus on my cock, she brought her hands back up and started playing with her tits, swaying her hips more than before.  As she pinched her nipples I complimented her body again, telling her how beautiful her breasts were, causing her to smile in response.  I motioned toward her panties, “Now those.”


    This time she didn’t need direction and there was no hesitation.  Ellen turned a little circle while swaying her hips.  As she finished the turn, facing us again, she raised her arms over her head and shook her chest from side to side trying to imitate a belly dance.  It was more amusing than sexy, which caused me to smile, but she took that as a sign I enjoyed it and smiled back before doing it again.  The second time with more fervor and it caused her tits to wag back and forth, which was kind of sexy.


    She hooked her thumbs inside the waist of her panties, and while swaying, slid one side down her hip before pulling it back up.  Doing the same with the other side, she then turned away before sliding both sides down at the same time to expose her bare ass.  Finally she bent over slightly and pushed her stained panties down past her ankles and off her feet.


    I was able to get a small glimpse of her pussy before she stood back up straight and turned around to face us.  Again she put her hands over her head and did a hip shake.  Warren was practically drooling on himself, oblivious to everything but his naked wife, but I had been paying attention to everything.  Occasionally he would touch himself, barely getting a hand around his dick before pulling his hand away.  It was clear he was on the verge of cumming and I decided to show him just how much he’d lost control of things.


    “Ellen, look at your husband’s dick."  Though she didn’t want to look at her husband, she did as she was told.  "You said you liked hard dicks, touch his like you did mine."  They both blushed, but she knelt down in front of him and reach a hand out and wrapped it around his shaft.  His breathing quickened the closer she got, his dick was practically purple he was so ready to burst.  She only had to give him two pumps before he started spurting.


    His spunk landed on his shirt, his chin, his briefs, his hands and arms.  A small amount got on Ellen’s hand, but she wiped that off with his shirt as he finished.  She stood back up and I said, "See what a turn on you are?  You’re so hot.  Look at my cock."  I stepped to her, put my hands on her hips, spun us toward the bed, and shoved her causing her to fall onto her back on the bed.  "Did you enjoy making your husband cum?”


    “Yes”, she whispered.


    “Was it satisfying?  Do you feel satisfied?”


    “No”, barely a whisper.


    “I don’t think your husband heard that.  Say it louder.”


    “No”, it was clear this time, “I’m not satisfied.”


    “You’re still wet?”, she nodded.  “You need to be fucked?  Filled with a hard dick?”


    Ellen nodded and said, “I need to be fucked by a hard dick."  Warren was trying to clean himself off, but his dick was already limp and didn’t show signs of starting up again.


    I stood over her as she lay on the bed, grabbing her ankles I pulled her legs up and apart exposing her pussy to me.  The position gave her husband a perfect view.  Putting her ankles on my shoulders I slid my hands down her legs, inching closer to her dripping snatch.  He watched in disbelief, she held her breath in anticipation.


    When my hands arrived I started slow circles with a thumb around her clit, while two fingers parted her lips making an opening for a third finger to slip inside her.  Ellen let out a moan and shivered, her husband groaned and dropped his head.  She was so wet I easily slipped a second finger inside her while continuing to tease her clit, all causing her to moan a bit louder.  I waited until her head dropped back and her eyes closed, then I pulled my fingers out of her.


    As her head shot back up, to see what I was doing, I rubbed those fingers up and down the length of my dick getting it slick with her juice.  Her eyes got wide watching me, but they nearly jumped out of her face when I ran the head of my dick up and down her pussy.  She moaned again as my tip spread her lips sliding up, rubbed against her clit, and then slid back down.


    "Ellen”, I looked down at her spread before me, “squeeze your tits together, let me see you play with them.  With her attention focused on her breasts for the moment, I took the opportunity to surprise her, and pushed my hips forward sliding my cock into her.


    "Ah!”, she yelped and let go of her breasts in surprise.  Her ankles slipped from my shoulders as her body jumped away from me instinctively.  I grabbed her ankles, pulled her legs apart, and pushed myself the rest of the way in.  “Oh God!  You’re too big.”


    “Sounds like your wife doesn’t like the size of my dick Warren."  He was watching us now, but was limp as a rag.  "Think I should take it out?"  No one answered so I slowly slid myself out until just the tip of my dick was inside his wife and held there for a moment.  "I guarantee that she’ll change her mind though”, I smiled as I slammed back into her.


    “Ah!”, Ellen let out a yell that was part pleasure and part pain.  “Oh no, please no”, she panted.  Ignoring her I kept her legs pulled wide apart and just started hammering her with my hard dick.  Each time I slammed into her, smacking our bodies together, she let out another yell.  They were slowly turning into moans of pleasure, and after a minute she was moaning almost constantly.


    She started breathing heavier, trying to hold her breath, trying not to make any noise, and then when she couldn’t stand it any longer she let out a long yell as she broke into orgasm.  “Oh!  Oh!”, her body shook, “Fuckkk…!”


    Warren’s eyes opened wide as he watched his wife cum and cuss.  Ellen’s body thrashed on the bed and she pushed herself toward me, to get me as deep as she could.  She was lost in the sensations now, her body had taken full control.  Her hips bucked up to meet my thrusts, our bodies slamming together, and the bed was shaking beneath us.


    After a minute she had another orgasm, “Oh fuck!”, she yelled as she ground her pussy against me.  Warren groaned from the floor, everything about him hung limp, but he couldn’t take his eyes off us.  I stopped moving, then when Ellen finished cumming she stopped moving.  Then with my dick still deep inside her, I rubbed her clit with my thumb again, and she immediately had another orgasm.


    “What the fuck”, Ellen said.


    “Never cum like that?”, I asked her.


    She shook her head no.  “I’ve never had more than one orgasm at a time.”


    “Well, we’re not done yet, so let’s see if we can give you a couple more.  What do you think Warren?"  He had been looking at us, but when I looked at him for an answer his head dropped.


    I pulled out of his wife, flipped her onto her stomach, and pushed up onto the bed behind her.  Roughly I grabbed her hips and shoved my cock back inside her wet cunt.  Immediately she started moaning and pushing back against me, fucking her pussy onto me doggy style.  Ellen was as aggressive as I had been, she’d been gaining confidence as her pleasure mounted.


    We spent the next half hour fucking so hard the bed slammed against the wall, Ellen was screaming more than moaning, all while Warren stayed slumped on the floor.  She had a few more orgasms, and when I was about to cum, I pulled out and blew my load all over the outside of her pussy.


    "Don’t you look pretty all covered in cum”, I said looking down at her.  “Let’s add some more.  Warren”, I turned toward him, “You want a turn buddy?"  With the help of the dresser he pulled himself to his feet and shuffled to the edge of the bed, looking at his wife laying on her back breathing heavy.


    For a minute he just looked at her, his dick getting hard.  Ellen didn’t look at him, she kept her head turned away.  "Look Ellen, his dick is hard again.  I think he likes what he sees."  Her head slide sideways so she could see her husband’s dick without having to see his face.  "Go on man, fuck her”, I pushed him forward causing him to stumble.


    Warren half landed on the bed, his dick bounced beside his wife, but his eyes were fixed on her cum covered snatch.  She reached out and grabbed his dick in her hand.  It didn’t even take a full pump, she just ran a firm grip down his shaft once, and when she hit the base he blew cum all over her face.  All three of us were surprised, but it wasn’t until her husband finished cumming that Ellen angrily said, “Get this cum off my face.  What the fuck?"  She tightened her grip on his dick, holding tight and squeezing his balls to express her anger.


    He looked around for something to use to wipe the cum, the only things in reach were the bed sheets and pillow cases.  As he reached for a pillow Ellen squeezed harder, "Don’t you dare.”


    “Wha…”, was all Warren managed to whimper through the pain.


    “Lick it off her”, I told him.  They both seemed a bit surprised.  “It’s only fair, she has tasted your cum, you should too.  Why ask your wife to do something you won’t?”


    Hesitantly he leaned toward her face, stuck out his tongue, and licked up a spot of his cum.  “Keep going”, his wife commanded keeping a firm grasp on his balls.  I stood back and watched as he kissed, licked, and sucked her face and neck until all of his cum was gone.  Ellen let him go, he stood up with a disgusted look on his face, she didn’t seem that much happier.


    “Doesn’t look like she’s all that satisfied with your performance Warren”, I teased him.  “Perhaps if you actually gave her an orgasm on your date night.”


    Looking down at his dick, which had again gone completely limp, he whispered, “I can’t”.


    “Nonsense buddy”, I put a hand on his shoulder and led him to the end of the bed.  “There’s always your tongue”, and I shoved him forward so his face fell between her legs.  Uncertainty was all over his face, it was obvious that I’d found his limit, but I knew that Ellen had more in her.  “Would you like your husband to eat your pussy?”, I asked her.


    “Yes”, she answered.  “Eat me, make me cum honey."  When he didn’t move she grabbed two handfuls of his hair and pulled his face down into her snatch, grinding herself against his face, smearing my cum around his mouth and lips.  "Use your tongue, come on.”


    After a minute she started moaning, her head back on the bed, never letting go of him.  I stepped up beside her and stuck my cock in her mouth.  Ellen looked up surprised, but started doing her best to suck me off.  She moaned, enjoying the experience of having one man eating her out while sucking on a cock.


    It didn’t take long before I was hard again, and she looked up at me in surprise.  “All clean Ellen, want to fuck again?"  She nodded and pushed her husband with her feet, practically kicking him away, almost hitting him in the face.


    "How are you hard again?  That’s amazing”, she breathed as I entered her.


    “Just wait and see what I can do with the rest of the night”, I replied.

My New Roommate

    I had just moved into a new apartment, right in town, from the suburbs.  It was a slightly smaller, two bedroom apartment, with only one bathroom.  Erynn was my new roommate, she was in her early twenties and worked as a teacher at the local school.  She was petite in frame, with a shapely ass, firm B cup breasts, short cut blonde hair, and bright blue eyes framed in her freckled face.

    Erynn’s job didn’t leave her much free time, she was in school seven hours a day, and then when she got home she had papers to grade all evening.  I worked a pretty normal nine to five job, so we had to share the space in the apartment in the evenings.  Usually Erynn would set up in the living room and grade papers in front of the television while I sat in my room on the computer.  Occasionally we would share a dinner or watch a show together, but for the most part we tried to give each other as much space as we could in the small apartment.

    We did manage to bump into each other though.  There were occasions where one of us would need to use the bathroom or the kitchen but the other already was.  Neither of us were dating anyone at the time, but every now and then my friend Laura would come over for a few hours.  Laura was dating someone else, but would sneak away to see me after work and we would fuck as much as we could before she’d have to get home.  As such our sex was always straight forward, no fooling around, we would just fuck each other hard and fast.

    Laura would make a lot of noise when we were together, and so we tried to plan our evenings together when I knew that Erynn wouldn’t be home.  One night Erynn was having a parent/teacher meeting and was going to be home late, so Laura came over.  We spent about two hours in my bedroom sucking, licking, eating, and fucking.  When finished and got dressed, it was time for Laura to get home before her boyfriend became suspicious.  Upon leaving the bedroom though we realized that my roommate was home.  There was music coming from Erynn’s room and light shone out from under her shut door.  I quickly showed Laura out and then slipped back into my bedroom.

    Erynn didn’t say anything to indicate that she had heard, but I started to notice some odd occurrences after that.  First, she would tell me that she wasn’t going to be home on certain nights or until a certain time, and then she would end up “cancelling” or “getting done early”.  The result was that I would be with Laura on those nights and when we were done Erynn was in her room, door shut, with music playing.

    The next thing was accidentally catching Erynn changing.  I got home from work, spent some time messing around on my computer, and then as I was coming out of my bedroom I heard a noise.  Looking over I saw the door to her bedroom open and Erynn was standing there in front of her mirror naked from the waist up.  Her breasts were hanging bare in front of her and her pink nipples were poking out hard.  I had only a moment to look before she saw me.  Embarrassed she grabbed her shirt next to her and held it to her chest, covering up, and gave a small squeak of surprise.  I mumbled an apology and went to the kitchen.

    Then about two weeks later we had a similar incident.  I got home from work, didn’t see her around, and went into my room to use the computer again.  Once there I could hear the shower running and realized that Erynn must be in there.  After a few minutes though I forgot about it and headed out to the kitchen to get a drink.  As I was coming out of my bedroom Erynn was walking by, heading toward her bedroom.  Erynn was completely naked, no towel, no clothes, nothing; her wet hair hanging against her body.

    We were both completely surprised.  For a moment we just both stood there, she was staring at me unable to move and I was staring at her, admiring her body.  She had a nice tan, freckles running down her chest, and a small, neatly trimmed patch of blonde hair above her pussy.  Neither of us knew how to react, but Erynn moved first to cover herself.  One arm darted across her chest, covering her breasts, and her other hand shot down to cover her pussy.  Again I mumbled an apology and turned back into my bedroom while she ran the rest of the way down the hall and into her bedroom.

    The final odd occurrence was a month after that.  Laura and I went out one evening while her boyfriend was out of town.  I got home late and when I came into the apartment Erynn was asleep on the couch in the living room.  There was a small blanket thrown over her, but she had obviously been shifting and I could see that she had on a small tank top and some short shorts.  Her bare legs and feet were draped across the pillows at the bottom of the couch.  I must have disturbed her when I came in because she shifted and awoke.

    I apologized for waking her up as I made my way to my bedroom.  When I came back out a few minutes later she was sitting up on the couch, the television still going.  We shared some drinks and talked a bit, but after about an hour she fell back asleep.  Erynn shifted a bit in her sleep and stretched her legs out across my lap.  I turned to look and the blanket had crept up so that it was barely covering her stomach but mostly on the floor.  Her breasts were hanging to the side, pushing against her top, and her shorts had started to ride up.

    Her clothes were stretched tight and I just watched her for a while, the television forgotten, enjoying the look of her body in the now tight clothing.  Erynn was shifting a lot, and I wasn’t completely convinced that she was asleep, but I didn’t say anything for fear of waking her anyway.  After one particular shift she drew one of her legs back off my lap and tucked it up toward the middle of the couch.  The result was that her legs were almost completely spread, her shorts pulled to the side, and I could see up one of the legs of her shorts.  Erynn wasn’t wearing any panties and I could see half of her pussy framed by some of her blonde hair.  I started breathing more quietly and didn’t dare move, afraid to do anything that would wake her.

    For nearly five minutes she lay like that, one leg braced against the back of the couch and her other leg stretched across my lap.  I just stared at her pussy though, her blonde hair framing the one puffy lip that I could see.  There was even a glistening of moisture around the edge, either she was sweating or she was slightly wet.  More than anything at that moment I wanted to touch her, but I didn’t dare for fear of waking her up and getting caught.

    Then Erynn shifted again.  This time she twisted her torso slightly, one of her arms brushing her chest as she did, and the motion caused her top to fall aside slightly.  One of her nipples was now poking around the side of the tank top, and her breasts were pushed together forming some amazing cleavage.  I took advantage of her movement to put one of my hands on her leg, softly placing my palm just above her ankle.  She didn’t move or wake up, so I decided to press my luck.  Slowly, inch by inch, over the course of minutes I moved my hand higher on her leg.

    I stopped just past the mid point of her thigh, holding my hand steady, unable to move the last few inches toward her pussy.  Her leg was really warm, her entire body radiated heat, her cheeks flush and red, but she seemed deep asleep and oblivious to everything.  After another ten minutes during which neither of us moved at all, Erynn took a deep breath, stretched her arms, rolled over, and started waking up.  Quickly I looked back at the television, pretending that I’d been watching it the whole time.  Nothing else happened that night, Erynn quickly went off to bed and I soon followed suit.

    The following night then when I got home from work Erynn was sitting in front of the television grading papers.  When I walked in she said, “Hi.  When you get a chance we should talk”.  It sounded ominous, but I agreed once I’d had a minute.  I rolled over the possibilities of what she wanted to talk about as I went into my room, put down my stuff, and started to change out of my work clothes.

    I’d only managed to get my shirt, shoes, and socks off when Erynn poked her head into my room.  “Can I come in?”, she asked looking at me as I stood there with my pants unbuttoned and unzipped, my boxers peaking out from underneath.  She came in without waiting for an answer.  I stopped changing, buttoning my pants back up to keep them from falling off, and turned toward Erynn so we could have our conversation.

    Erynn was sitting on the bed, wearing a tank top and short shorts like she’d had on the night before, the outfit was one of her favorite to lounge around the house in, and she had a beautiful body so I didn’t complain.  “I want to know how you do it”, she started off.  I didn’t know what she was talking about.  “I’ve heard you and Laura.  She makes a lot of noise, so she’s obviously enjoying herself.  How do you do it?”

    I blushed a bit.  Laura was dating someone else, but she wasn’t sexually satisfied with that relationship.  Hence the only thing between Laura and I was the sex, there was nothing else complicating things, so when we were together we went all out with our fucking.  As I was explaining this Erynn sat back on my bed a bit, her hands on the bed behind her, and she spread her legs around the corner of the bed.  The position made her top and her shorts tight on her, just as they were the night before.  I asked her why she wanted to know.

    “Well, it’s just… umm…”, she was hesitant about something and she was starting to blush.  “I’ve never orgasmed like that before.  I mean that hard”.  There was a momentary pause, I didn’t know what to say or what she was getting to.  “When I hear you, I’m in my room alone, and I… uh…”, Erynn trailed off, but I could guess what she meant.  I said it as a question.  “Yes”, she confirmed, “I masturbate when I hear you”.

    I asked her long it had been since she’d had sex, to which she answered, “Just over a year.  My last boyfriend, before I moved here”.  We talked a bit about how her sex life had been and I was getting turned on from the conversation.  Erynn kept shifting on my bed as we talked, and slowly the conversation came to my sexual experiences.  As I was describing the things that I had done she grew more curious.

    Then I noticed there was a wet spot on her shorts, right where her pussy was, obviously Erynn was getting turned on too.  So I confronted her about the odd occurrences that I had noticed and she confessed to having set them up, that she was trying to flirt with me.  The sexual energy was palpable as I went over to the bed and sat down next to her.  She was obviously nervous so I leaned in and kissed her.

    Her lips were incredibly soft, and we held the kiss for a minute before I pulled back.  I told her that before we went any farther she would have to agree that it was just physical, that there were no expectations beyond the physical, and that she’d have to be okay with me continuing to see Laura.  Erynn was so worked up by that point I don’t think she could have said no even if she had wanted to.  Once she agreed I kissed her again, and this time there was no holding back.  Our tongues explored each others mouths, eagerly dancing with each other as our lips rubbed.  I started massaging her breasts through her tank top and I could feel that her nipples were already hard.

    I moved myself around and off the bed so that I was kneeling in front of her, Erynn leaned down slightly to keep our kiss as I moved.  Once in position though I broke the kiss, leaning back from her a bit.  I grabbed the bottom of her tank top and slowly lifted it over her head, revealing her naked breasts.  Leaning in I put my mouth to one of her breasts and rolled my tongue around her nipple causing her to let out a soft moan.  Next I traced my tongue across her chest to her other breast and kissed her nipple, sucking it into my mouth.  At the same time I was massaging the first breast, pinching the nipple gently between my fingers.

    Erynn was moaning softly at this point, so I moved lower, working my way down her stomach.  I gently pushed her back until she was laying flat with her legs hanging off the edge of the bed.  She kept her head propped up slightly so that she could watch me.  The look in her eyes told me that she was on fire so I gently slid my hands inside the waistband of her shorts and tugged them down.  Again she blushed as I moved the shorts past her knees and then off her ankles, she was now laying completely naked before me.

    Trying to calm her embarrassment I told her how beautiful she looked, how much I liked her body, and how I couldn’t stop thinking her after I caught her coming out of the shower.  That combined with gently rubbing my hands on the inside of her thighs seemed to calm her down, or at least distract her.  I was still on my knees, now between her spread legs, and I could see just how wet her pussy was.  Leaning forward I kissed the inside of her right thigh, moving toward her pussy in a slow series of kissing, sucking, and licking.

    When finally my mouth reached her clit Erynn was emitting soft, constant moans.  Using my one hand I spread her puffy pussy lips revealing her clit, while I raked the fingers of my other hand through her blonde bush.  Then my tongue made contact with her and Erynn practically came up off the bed.  She was dripping wet and had obviously been aching for the touch, so her moaning increased in volume as I licked back and forth over her clit.  At the same time I was using one hand to massage her thighs and the area below her pussy, while keeping her lips spread with the other.

    Erynn had her first orgasm within a couple minutes, and while she was moaning loudly, it was not as loud as I knew she’d get.  It seemed that she was use to only have one orgasm from being eaten, because as soon as she was done cumming she slid farther up on the bed and tried to sit up.  I stayed with her though, not letting her dripping snatch get too far from my hands or mouth.  “What are you doing?”, she asked shyly as I gently pushed her back down.

    Not bothering to give her an answer I just put my mouth right back on her cunt and sucked her clit between my lips.  She started cumming again right away, moaning louder, even squeaking a bit in surprise.  When I stuck two fingers in her pussy though she gave a short grunt and then one loud moan, sounding surprised.  I held her clit between my lips, flicking it with my tongue, while I worked my two fingers in and out of her.  Erynn was cumming hard, I guessed harder then she ever had.

    For at least a solid minute Erynn moaned, arched her back up off the bed, and wiggle her hips at me.  The whole time I stayed with her, trying to keep my fingers inside her and my lips and tongue working over her clit, using my free hand to hold onto her hip as much as possible.  When she finished cumming she was out of breath, really breathing heavy, her head thrown back looking around, so I backed off a bit and gave her a minute.  I just lay there on my stomach, gently rubbing the inside of her thighs, watching her recover.

    I asked her how she was doing.  “I’m really sensitive”, she said breathlessly.  “Oh my God!  I’ve never…”, she hesitated, “felt like that before”.  When I asked her to be a bit more specific she said, “My orgasm… it’s never been that… umm, intense”.  We both smiled when she said it, and I started to move my hand back to her clit.  My intention was continue eating her out, but she shot down a hand and grabbed my wrist, holding me firm.

    “Oh no.  Don’t do that.  I don’t think I can take any more”.  So I asked her what she wanted instead.  “I uh… don’t know.  I just feel too sensitive right now”.  I knew that she’d want a good fucking now, all woman do after getting eaten out really well, but I wanted to hear her say.  To have her say it would only excite her more, pushing her farther in the direction she was looking for, but she didn’t know that yet.  So I told her that if she didn’t know what she wanted I was going to do what I wanted.

    “Ok”, she replied.  Without warning her I shot my head right back down and shoved my tongue into her pussy.  A loud moan escaped her and she let go of my wrist completely surprised.  Taking advantage of the opportunity I moved both my hands toward her snatch.  With one hand I rubbed her clit, accompanied by my tongue buried and wiggling in her pussy.  The other hand was the one that I’d fingered her with earlier, so it was still slick with her juices.  That hand I moved to her asshole, and using her own pussy juice plus my saliva that was running down between her legs, I started massaging it.  “Oh no!  Oh don’t!  Oh God!”

    Erynn was breathless, and moaning uncontrollably.  She tried to pull back away from me, surprised at what I was doing, and extra sensitive at this point, but unfortunately she had nowhere to go anymore.  So I ramped things up, pushing her over the edge into another orgasm.  The convulsions of her body kept her from moving away, she was literally trapped in her own orgasm.  I continued to push my tongue into her pussy, exploring between her folds, as I rubbed both her clit and her asshole.

    “Aaaa!  Fuuuck!”, she was literally screaming now, loud and clear.  Her orgasm was shorter than her previous two, but definitely stronger.  When she finished cumming she tried, at the same time, to both collapse and pull herself back so she was sitting up.  Recognizing that she was beyond sensitive and that anymore would probably be uncomfortable for her, I let her go.  She managed to get into a half seated position, collapsed back against the pillows and the head board.

    Her chest rose and fell as she caught her breath.  I stood up and watched her breasts rise and fall.  Again I asked her what she wanted, with the threat that I would do whatever I wanted if she didn’t know.  “I want to have sex”, Erynn replied.  I assured her that’s what we were just doing, and we could do more of that if she wanted.  “Oh no!  No… I uh…”, she was fighting to find the words.  As she blushed she said at barely more than a whisper, “I want to fuck”.

    Standing there in plain view of her, letting her watch, I slowly removed my pants and then my boxers.  My cock was already hard, sticking straight out in front of me.  She actually licked her lips a little bit when it sprang free, and as I climbed onto the bed next to her I asked her again what she wanted.  A little louder this time she responded, “I want you to fuck me”.

    Erynn was still sitting back against the pillows and headboard, so I grabbed her by the ankles and pulled her down on the bed a little bit to get her closer to me.  Once she was laying down flat again I moved up between her legs, settling on my knees so that my cock was sticking out directly over her pussy.  I had to make my cock slick enough to slide inside her with little effort, so I pushed down on my cock with one hand and spread her pussy lips with the other.  She jumped at the touch of my hand, and as I wrapped her lips around my hard cock, I started using the motion of her body to slide back and forth.

    The head of cock would push between her pussy lips, followed by the length of my shaft, as I used her juices to make myself slick.  It was working too, she was really wet.  “Oh God…”, Erynn moaned as the head of my dick made contact with her clit, “What are you doing?"  She was started to breath heavily again.  "I’m so sensitive… I can’t take that… Oh God…”.  Her whole body shook slightly, it was short, but I think she had a smaller orgasm just from the feel of my cock sliding through her pussy lips.

    “I told you what I wanted… oh God…”, she was breathing heavily again and wiggling her body.  She was really enjoying herself, but I decided to tease her a bit more.  So I explained what I was doing, but I still asked her what it was she wanted.  Between breaths she replied, “Inside me… I want you… inside me”.  Teasingly I slipped just the head of my cock inside her, holding it still.  Erynn tried to wiggle herself down to get more of me inside her, but I moved with her to keep just the head inside.  “Oh God!”, she said almost painfully, “You’re just teasing me.  Fuck me already”.  She was getting louder, “Stick your dick in me.  Fill me up.  Fuck me”, the last was practically a scream which I cut off by shifting my weight forward and slamming the whole length of my cock into her.

    She screamed instantly, loud moans coupled with a yell, and her body jerked up against me.  Erynn was cumming, pushing herself hard against me, and trying to keep my cock deep inside her.  I leaned up on my arms, holding myself up over her, and the shift cause me to push deeper inside her.  Once I was comfortable I started pumping in and out of her.  Her orgasm continued, she just kept cumming as I lifted up and then fell back down into her.  Our bodies would slam together with a smack and Erynn would exhale with a grunt, then I would pull out and she would moan.

    “Oh Fuck!  Oh Fuck!  Oh Fuck!”, she chanted as we fucked.  We were sliding up the bed from the force of our sex, so Erynn reached up one hand and pushed against the headboard, trying to hold herself in place.  Her moaning and screaming was getting louder, her orgasm was building.  Soon she would hit a new level, something I guessed she’d never experienced, and that was an orgasm leading into another, stronger, orgasm.

    Intent on doing this for her I picked up my pace and started fucking her faster.  Her moaning increased in volume, and then her whole body shook violently.  “FUUUCK!”, Erynn yelled and threw her other arm up to brace herself against the headboard with both hands.  I sat up a bit, grabbed both her hips, and held onto her as I started slamming into her harder.  She arched her back, pushing herself up with her legs, holding herself off the bed so that her pussy was right on level with my cock.

    Erynn’s screaming and moaning continued, growing louder by the second, and then she came.  “FUCK!  FUCK!  FUCK!"  As her body rocked back and forth her tits bounced, her head was pushed back into the pillows with a look of tight concentration on her face, and her arms were stretched tight against the headboard.  And for at least a minute she was completely lost in the throes of her orgasm, her body out of her control.  Erynn had gone from one orgasm right into another, and her second one was much stronger, probably stronger then she’d ever had.

    Finally she collapsed back onto the bed, falling off my dick, completely out of breath.  The last of her orgasm shook itself out of her body, she brought her arms down and crossed them under her breasts, hugging herself as she again caught her breath.  I fell onto the bed next to her, our bodies against each other, and she looked me in the face and smiled contentedly.  "That’s amazing”, she breathed softly, “I’ve never felt that.  I didn’t think that was possible”.

    When I told her that I wasn’t done she looked surprised.  She glanced down at my cock, still hard, which was glistening with her juices, and then our faces met again and she smiled.  I asked her what she wanted to do next and she responded by rolling over and getting up on her hands and knees.  “This has always been my favorite position.  Let’s see what you can do with this”, she said as she wiggled her ass.

    I got up on my knees and moved around behind her.  Erynn’s pussy was still dripping wet, so I slid into her easily.  In one thrust I buried myself completely.  The feeling of her pussy wrapped tightly around my cock was amazing, so I told her how tight she felt.  “That’s cause your cock’s so big”, she whispered over her shoulder at me.  “I love the feel of it inside me, it feels so good…”, she trailed off into moans as I started thrusting in and out of her.  I leaned forward, putting my hands on either side of her, changing the angle of my entry a bit.  My chest was rubbing against her back, and she turned her head slightly so that we could kiss.

    After one long kiss, our tongues tangling with each other, I pulled back slightly and kissed the back of her neck.  She shivered slightly as I did, so I kissed the side of her neck, and then worked my way across her shoulder.  “Enough of that”, she said, “No sweet stuff, just fuck me”.  Erynn pushed back against me, bucking her hips slightly, so I gave her what she wanted.  I got back up on my knees, grabbed her hips, and started pounding into her.

    Immediately she started moaning, screaming, letting out one loud moan, “Aaahhh…”.  I fucked her with as much vigor as I could, really gripping her hips and pulling her toward me as I shoved myself into her from behind.  Our bodies would slap together, the force causing her ass to shake and her head to bounce, and then I would pull out of her quickly only to thrust back in right away.  She started cumming again, her loud moans only interrupted by the force of our bodies slamming together.  I didn’t let up though, I kept hammering myself into her relentlessly, trying to make her cum as hard as she had before.  Erynn was clamping her pussy down against my cock, gripping it tightly, and the sensation was amazing.

    I could only keep it up for a minute though before I had to break stride, slamming deep into her pussy and holding myself there as I re-positioned.  She was still bucking against me, humping her hips up and down, working my cock in and out of herself slowly.  Snaking one hand underneath her, I slid it slowly down toward her pussy.  “Oh God.  Oh God”, she moaned as I got closer and closer to her clit.  And then when my fingers made contact she screamed, “Oh Fuck!"  Her body arched up and her hips came down, forcing my cock deeper inside of her.

    Erynn’s moans had escalated again into screams of joy, as I rubbed her clit while holding my cock deep inside her pussy.  Her entire body spasmed, her arms collapsed out from underneath her, and her head fell into the pillows again.  I could sense that she was getting use to the sensation, that her orgasm was subsiding, so I decided to try and push her back over the edge again.

    Wiggling my cock in and out of her slightly, holding my hand against her clit seemed to keep her on the edge, but I was just using it to distract her.  I took my other hand and placed it on her ass cheek, and then put my thumb against her asshole and started massaging.  "Oh fuck… Oh Fuck… OH FUCK!”, she yelled, the volume rising each time.  The sensations of her clit being rubbed, her pussy being fucked, and her asshole being massaged were too much, her orgasm exploded beyond what she’d had before.

    She reached up with both hands and grabbed the top of the headboard, using it to hold herself off the bed.  Once up she started rocking her body back and forth, the motion causing my cock to slip in and out of her.  All I could do was hold on, one hand rubbing her in front and the other behind as she fucked herself on my cock.  Erynn fucked me with the same force that I’d fucked her a minute before.  As she continued to cum I heard her chanting, “My pussy loves your cock.  My pussy loves your cock”.

    I couldn’t hold out anymore.  With two fingers holding onto her clit, my thumb wiggling against her asshole, and my cock thrusting into her pussy, I started cumming.  Erynn’s chants turned into screams of delight as she orgasmed from the feel of my cock pulsing deep inside her.  I pushed forward as hard as I could, getting myself as deep as possible inside her cunt, as I emptied myself.

    When my balls were emptied, and I had stopped spasming, I leaned forward again using my arms to hold myself over her.  She turned her head back and we kissed, tongues entangling.  I just held myself inside her, my chest rubbing against her back, and then she fell forward on the bed.  Our bodies separated and I fell onto the bed next to her.  After a few minutes I asked her how she was feeling.  “Oh my God!”, she said enthusiastically, “I’ve never felt anything like that”.

    Erynn was smiling, laying on the bed, hugging herself.  She rolled over a bit and laid her head on my shoulder.  We snuggled for a bit and talked about what she had experienced, all the while planning for our next encounter.  It was quite an interesting year with my new roommate.