5 comments/ 16589 views/ 7 favorites Fond Memory By: mamaval2930 Part 1 Even now that night was so vivid in my mind, every touch, every scent, every groan, and every orgasm. I could still remember the feel of his hair beneath her fingertips. I can easily recall how his stomach tightened up quickly at the first bold touch of her mouth to his hungry cock. This memory had fueled so many of my fantasies over the past few weeks that I had that night permanently imprinted to my brain. Fond Memory--The Second Encounter Does passion have a limit? I contemplated this question as I stood outside of hotel room. It had been a month since I had seen Davis; a month since I had been uncharacteristically carried away in a fuck fest of which I had no understanding. He had coaxed out a woman I hardly recognized in myself when he took me so passionately. I had been demanding, yet demurred. I allowed Davis enough control to lead me to Nirvana, then followed my own urges so that I could crash back to reality like a burning meteor. After giving and taking so much pleasure, I was now almost hesitant to enter the room for fear that my lover had only been a dream, a figment of my overactive, sex-starved imagination. I was both breathless with anticipation and paralyzed with unrealized fear. The door opened with a unexpected whoosh. Davis carrying an ice bucket, seemed startled as he saw me standing there, obviously not expecting me to be standing there on the other side of the door just yet. "Val!" he exclaimed in genuine pleasure when he realized who I was. I was enveloped in a bear hug that was intended to be friendly and platonic. Hugging him back, the intense chemistry I remembered kicked in and relief poured over me when I realized that my hunger for this man had been no dream. Standing there in this platonic embrace only filled me with intensely lustful thoughts. My hands snaked up to his neck, pulling his head down for a deep kiss that conveyed to him all the desire I burned with. I ended the kiss reluctantly, hoping to drag out the anticipation. "Hi Davis. God, I missed being in your arms." In answer to my breathless statement, I was held tighter, but this time the friendliness of his touch morphed almost imperceptibly. What had started out as a greeting, changed to a pressing of bodies very familiar with each other and his hands rubbed my back, electrifying my skin. There was no hiding our bodies' responses to our close proximity. The electricity that had held me spellbound to him at our last encounter was still strongly enticing me. He seemed to be experiencing a similar response because I could feel his hard-on ridged out against my belly as he pressed closer. My nipples responded in kind and poke out impishly through my thin summer dress. The lace bra under it did little to hide the fact they they were already standing at attention, begging for his tongue's attention. "Wait," Davis said, pushing me away. "I didn't want to do this...I mean I do want it but, I didn't want to maul you the second you got here. I thought we could go out or do something fun, I don't know...um get a drink maybe?.. " The way his voice trailed off, I could tell as Davis was feeling as awkward as I had been just before he had opened the door. "Does passion have a limit?" his eyes seemed to ask me silently, revealing his own doubts. We had met a month ago, had experienced a weekend of limitless sensuality and erotic fucking. Could that possibly be the highest limit of erotic pleasure? I really hoped not. My confidence in myself, in my desire, and in our passion returned to me, and I decided to boldly find out the answer to this question— and find out sooner, rather than later. "Do you really need me to beg for it, Davis?" I asked playfully, pushing him back into the room and closing the door. There was a large bed, loaded with fluffy white pillows and a white duvet covered comforter. For a brief moment, Davis didn't know how to respond, too stunned by my question. Then breaking out into a big grin, he smiled down at me from his foot high advantage and told me, "Yeah, my sexy Val. I want you to beg me for it." Dramatically, playfully, seductively, I splayed myself across the bed. My legs were spread, my short dress hiked up suggestively high on my bare thighs, my arms stretched out above my head, my pouting lips trembling as I purred out in my most sex-kitten-like drawl. "Davis, please, please come and fuck me. I've needed your throbbing cock so badly inside my wet pussy." I tried not to giggle from my antics. I failed. Although Davis' eyes flared up with instant passion and he looked decidedly uncomfortable in his shorts, he shook his head at me. "No, Val. Sorry, I'm not convinced you want me very badly. I need a little evidence before I'll believe you." "Oh. Umm...evidence?..okay, Davis," I said, adjusting my sexy pose on the bed so that I was kneeling on the bed in front of him. Holding his gaze, I reached down to the bottom of my little dress and in one motion, whipped it over my head. I was left kneeling there in my black lace bra and matching thong. My large, DD tits invitingly overflowed the demi-cups showing off the tan I had been working on. My mature curves were totally on display for his appreciative gaze. Reaching for Davis' hand, I took his fingertips and ran the lightly over my taught nipples. The lace of the bra abraded the sensitive tips. "Feel the evidence of my puckered up nipples, Baby? Those tits want your tongue licking them. Go ahead, Davis, I dare you to test my hypothesis." Pushing me backwards, Davis lay on his side next to me, his fingers continuing to flick the nipple closest to him on his own. "Well let's see," he whispered to me as he leaned down, running his tongue over the tips, through the filmy, stiff fabric of the lace bra. Through the lace I felt his humid breath and hot saliva as his tongue laved my nipple again and again. His lips latched onto the hard pebbly nub, and he began to suck hard at it through the fabric. I moaned in pure delight when his teeth nipped lightly. "Can I have you now, Sweetie?" I asked, slightly agitated from my growing desire. "No," Davis returned, shaking his head slowly, "I'm still not seeing enough evidence that you need this. Show me something else." Continuing his attention to my nipple, Davis otherwise lay passively at my side, daring me to get bolder as I demonstrated my desire. I reached again for his hand and guided it to the front of my black lace panties. I smiled a little when I heard Davis' quick inhalation of breath because lace hid so little. "What's this Val? Wet for me already? Maybe I see a little evidence. But I need more if I'm going to fuck you like you want me to. What now?" The challenge in Davis' playful banter was answered when I started circling his finger over my clit. Opening my legs more, I ran his finger over my soggy panties a few times. After a moment of this action I pulled his away, and brought his finger to his own lips. "Taste my juicy pussy, Davis." I demanded. His mouth opened and he sucked his finger into his mouth. His eyes closed like a wine connoisseur would sampling a new, exotic elixir. His low moan revealed his appreciation. Taking his hand away from his mouth, Davis reached for my aching pussy again. Shamelessly I spread my legs for him so he could play at will. "Fuck, Val," Davis groaned as he played with my pussy through the soaking lace panties. "You taste so sweet, but I think you need to experience it as well so you know I'm not just saying that." Removing his hand, Davis held up two of his fingers so I could taste myself. His fingers glistened with my wetness and I fell on them hungrily, sucking and licking them, tasting my own sweet juices mixed with his salty skin. The erotic act of doing this, as well as the oral pleasure I got from sucking his two finger, sent my excitement to a whole different level. "Davis," I purred coyly, "I know how to prove to you, without a doubt, that I want you to fuck me hard and long. Take off your clothes for me, Baby. Let me show you." After saying this, Davis didn't waste a second before he jumped up and shucked off his shorts and briefs in one quick motion and then swept his t-shirt over his head. In the mean time, I shimmied quickly out of my panties, not even needing to leave the bed. "Okay, Lover," I told him as he laid back down next to me, "let me begin proving to you how badly I need your cock inside me. Lay back, relax, and let Mama Val show you what you need to know." Grinning goofily at me, Davis did as I suggested. The first thing I did took Davis a little by surprise. I leaned up to where his head rested on the pillows, I gave him a brief but desired filled kiss before I shoved the crotch soaked panties into his mouth. His instinct was to reach up and remove them from his mouth, but before he could, I told him, "No Davis, please, taste my desire for you while I show you how much I need your cock." His hands returned limply at his side, his nostrils flaring as he breathed in my scent with every breath he took. His eyes mirrored the desire I was feeling. I positioned my now totally naked body between his legs, my head near his straining cock. From the beginning our our acquaintanceship a month ago that cock impressed me. Maybe not the thickest or the longest I had ever taken into me, it was certainly the most perfectly formed cock I could ever remember. Its appeal lay in the way it glistened with precum, and how it jerked spontaneously at the first lick of my tongue. It's perfection came from the musky, male taste I savored as my lips wrapped around the mushroom-shaped, flared head of his dick. My tongue ran down appreciatively over bulging veins and velvety skin. My mouth was exquisitely filled with cock without being overwhelmed by it or straining my jaw painfully as it had in the past with some men. "True perfection," I thought as I began to greedily suck his cock with my own brand of lavish attention. Davis groaned around the panties in his mouth and his hands came to the sides of my head, his fingers entwined in my short, black hair. For just a moment he'd hold me still as his hips would thrust up, deeply fucking my throat, but never quite making me gag. Pistoning my head over his straining cock, I glanced up at him. His eyes were focused on my every move. Our eyes locked, and I moaned my desire around the mouth full of cock. He responded with his own deep groan of pleasure. His hands finally reached up to remove the lace panties from his mouth. Gently pulling away from my greedy mouth, he got up from the bed. I was slightly confused for a second when he used his arms to reposition me on the bed so that I was on my back, my head slightly over the edge. Then I knew when he wanted. Grabbing his own cock in his hand, Davis angled it so that it was over my face, heading for my open and waiting mouth. His dick touched the back of my throat, this time triggering my gag reflex because he was going so deep. But rather than pushing him away, my arms reached around his legs so that my hands could cup his ass, feeling it work as he throat-fucked me slowly, occasionally holding his cock deeply into my throat, cutting off my air supply for a second or two before backing off to fuck my mouth again. "Yeah, Val. You want my cock, don't you." It wasn't really a question, but rather a statement of fact. There was no way I could deny it, as my moaned out my pleasure with his cock in my mouth. I was overwhelmed with need for some of my own attention. Not able to take it anymore, my right hand reached down to touch my own plump pussy, lightly circling my clit. Davis looked down and saw what my fingers were doing. His movements came to an abrupt stop.. "Oh no sexy Val. You don't need to do that. Let me take care of you." With that Davis leaned over me, grabbing me by the hips and rolled us both over so that I was now laying on top of him, his head between my legs. He scooted his way up the bed so that he was almost fully supported. When his tongue reached up to lick my aching pussy, I almost sobbed out my joy and desire. My legs spread unabashedly for his dancing tongue. His hands grabbed my rounded ass cheeks and using his fingers, he opened my pussy lips up. I could feel his tongue slip and slide around the plump folds of my cunt and swirl around the hole, reaching as deep as it could go. I sat up a bit, resting my extended arms on his hard chest, leaning forward. At this point my legs had positioned themselves into a crouch over him so that my knees were on either side of his head. I couldn't help the grinding motion of my pelvis, forcing my clit into his mouth any more than I could stop the gasping, mewing sounds that came from throat when his lips clamped over it and sucked it between his lips hard. "Davis! Oh God, Davis! You're going to make me cum! Don't stop. Please, don't stop!" My voice was aching and whiny, my need so damn great. Davis didn't stop. Instead he arched his neck back and positioned me even more firmly over his mouth, his head thrashing back and forth, straining to taste ever bit of me. I was now grinding hard against his face, feeling his strong nose brushing back and forth over my clit as his tongue jabbed and twirled over my hot went cunt again and again. The moment my orgasm hit me, I felt the rush of my cum gush out. My movements stilled as waves of pleasure slammed me, but Davis's tongue didn't stop licking at me until I collapsed forward, my head resting on his belly. His hands stroking my back as I shuddered and shivered, gasping for breath. "Yeah, Val, I think you finally convinced me that you want me to fuck you," Davis chuckled as he reached to wipe his face with his hand, evidence of my squirting orgasm still shining on his smile. Davis allowed me a moment longer to calm my breathing. I was still draped inelegantly over his body, my cheek against his belly, my ass up near his face. Finally coming back to myself, I crawled off his body, righted my position and buried my face in his neck and cuddled up on his chest. I became like a kitten at dinner time, winding my body around his, begging for more of his attention. I purred and rubbed, nuzzled and clung. Davis allowed me to beg him for more with my body a moment longer before he moved into action. In a flash, I found myself flipped over on my stomach, my ass positioned high in the air from pillows propped under my pelvis. My face turned so that it wasn't smashed into the bed. "Look at that ass," Davis murmured appreciatively as he slowly rubbed my rump. I felt a firm yet not-so-painful smack on my ass before he started rubbing it again. "Damn it, Davis! I can't take your teasing anymore! Fuck me already!" My frustration was making me impatient and my voice sharp. Davis laughed but spread my legs open with his. "Is this what you want?" he taunted me playfully. He had pulled my pussy open using both hands while he rubbed his engorged cock over my hole, getting the tip wet with my abundant, natural lubrication. He pushed just the head of his cock inside, giving me only a taste of what I wanted so badly. Shallow, little teasing thrusts were followed by one deep, long drawn out dive into my cunt. I called out harshly, feeling the deep massage of his cock drawing back out. I needed more. Thrusting back as best I could, I took the cock back inside me. "Don't worry, Val," Davis breathed in my ear, "I'm not going to stop and I'm going to leave us both powerless to move, I promise you." With that, Davis positioned his legs on either side of my spread thighs and forced them closed. His dick was still inside of me, so the action forced me to tighten my pussy around him. Before fucking me, however, he moved a bit higher up on my ass, actually supporting his entire body on my own. I didn't notice the weight, because the position placed his cock directly against my g-spot. My eyes closed so that I could savor the intense feeling. Davis began fucking me hard at that moment. My breathless cries started getting louder and louder. My long nails clawed at the sheets, desperately seeking...something, anything that could throw me over the edge into another orgasm. I began getting sweaty from having his hot body swallowing me up. My head felt like it was about to pop off. My mouth was dry. All tell-tale sign that my g-spot was about to careen out of control. "Now! Now! Now!" I chanted to Davis as he fucked me even harder than he had been. I screamed my release and felt a gush of hot cum shoot from my pussy, soaking every thing: Davis, me, and the bedding. I was still in the midst of the spasming orgasm when Davis quickly flipped me over to my back. Grabbing my left leg, he positioned it straight up in the air, supported by his right shoulder, forcing me to my right side slightly. From this extreme angle, my lover was able to gain the deepest penetration I could possibly imagine. He was so deep inside my cunt that I wanted to cry out from the exquisite pain. It wasn't pain I wanted to escape from, however. I wanted more and more. "Yeah, Baby," I encouraged him with my rambling words, "Fuck me deep. Fuck me, God it hurts so good. Hurt me more!" I didn't really have a conscious thought about what I was saying. I only knew I was experiencing overwhelming erotic and sensual pleasure. I somehow wanted Davis to feel the same intensity of sensation that I was. There were no words to help him understand and without a pussy of his own, there was no way I could help him feel it. "Give me your cum again, Val," Davis demanded and and I was helpless to deny him after he reached down to my clit, rubbing it. He continued fucking me deeply. I cried out desperately, yet again hitting the pinnacles of pleasure. Davis didn't even slow his thrusting, forcing me to ride out the orgasm. But Davis wasn't done with me yet. He reached for my hand and placed it over my pussy, "Now you can rub it. Rub it, Val. Make it feel so good while I'm fucking you." My fingers flew over my pussy in a way I knew would make me feel like heaven. Rubbing my clit with one finger in tiny circles, I toyed with myself. Davis reached over and started pinching my left nipple. The sobbing and cries that tore from my throat were uncontrollable. I looked directly into my lover's eyes and told him, "Now Davis. Cum in me now! Fill me up with you hot cum" Davis eyes widened when I said this to him, as though he wanted to fight my command but was unable to do so. I purposefully bore down with the muscles of my pussy with all my might, squeezing his cock inside me as tight as I possibly could. Davis threw his head back, his eyes tightly closed in unadulterated pleasure. I could feel his cum shooting inside me and felt his cock pulsing uncontrollably at the base, where it stilled at the entrance of my grateful cunt. He gave a hoarse, deep moan, his entire body tense. He held that pose for several long seconds before I finally felt his muscles slowly begin to ease and relax. Heaving a final, deep sigh Davis dropped his head tiredly. He allowed my captured leg to drop back to the bed. The question from earlier had been answered. There are circumstances where passion is limitless. Fond Memory Part 2 Lying there in the arms of a stranger in post coital bliss should have felt awkward or perhaps strange and unfamiliar. Yet as I snuggled closer to the hard, naked body next to mine, I felt totally at ease. What was it about this man that seemed to break all the maxims of one night stands? How is it that I felt totally at ease with my behavior with this stranger when I should be feeling a measure of guilt for breaking my own moral codes? For no particular reason, such joy rose in me that I started to chuckle. I looked up at Davis and found that he too had a silly grin. "Wow," was all I could manage. Pulling me into a tight hug, Davis echoed my disbelief with his own, "Incredible." I wanted to say more but no words came to mind and I didn't feel like they needed to be spoken. But I knew this was, hands down, one of the most memorable sexual encounters I would ever have the privilege of having. I wasn't about to let it end now. "C'mon," I ordered as I broke the embrace and sat up. "Where are you going?" Davis asked in confusion. I simply smiled and walked towards the bathroom. I took a quick moment to take care of my bladder needs and turned on the shower. Steam immediately rose up from the large shower head and began fogging up the clear glass shower doors. I stepped inside just as Davis poked his head in saying, "May I join you?" My answer was to crack open the door, sending a silent invitation. As Davis stepped into the shower the steady hot spray of water that had been hitting me was blocked by his large, tall body. He leaned his head back, allowing his short clipped hair to feel the water. Rivulets of water began to run from his shoulders down his front. Seeing this, I sought out the complimentary soap that had been sitting on the shelf of the shower. Unwrapping it, I placed it on his chest and slowly began to wash my new lover. I memorize the hard contours of his shoulders, chest and belly with my hands as a blind person would. I felt the course prickling of hair that peppered his chest and belly. I learned that as my fingertips swept his flat male nipples, they immediately would respond by beading up. I also learned that he was slightly ticklish on his lower belly. My soapy hands moved further downward to discover that Davis was semi-erect and enjoying my ministrations. His own response was a pleasurable murmur of "mmmmm". The more I washed his cock, the harder it got. Once it was fully erect, however, Davis actually reached down to still my hand. "It's your turn now," he informed me. Moving so I was now in the direct spray of the water, and taking the soap from me, Davis began at my neck, skimming my skin with the soap and his hands. From my shoulders, down my arms, even between my fingers, he didn't miss a single part of my skin. He even raised my arms above my head so that he could run his hands down the undersides of my arms, past my arm pits and then began soaping up the tops of my breasts. My nipples were pebbled up into hard little knots by the time his soapy hands skimmed them. I gave out a moan of pleasure, my skin irrupting into goose bumps all over. Shivering my delight, my breath caught when his soapy hands left my breasts to move lower to my stomach. Always a bit self-conscious of this area of my body because of babies and extra weight, I searched his face for signs of displeasure. All that was there was desire and purpose. His fingertips had finally reached my pubic area and washed all around it, but never quite touching my pussy. He washed my thighs, reached around to wash my ass cheeks, his fingertips lightly tracing the crack, then moved back to the front. Finally his soapy fingers lightly touched my outer pussy lips. Davis took his leg and positioned it between mine, effectively forcing my stance to widen. This allowed him to easily dip his middle finger right between my pussy lips, skim my clit and reach into my creamy wetness. "Awww fuck yeah!" Davis murmured, praising my body's response to him, allowing his finger to reach in deeper. There was no mistaking our teasing touches had excited both of us to a serious degree. My breath hitched up to a pant, and my moans became high pitched and whiny. Words came, but I had no thought as to their meaning other than to encourage him to touch me more, to work the orgasm from me. "You wanna come for me again? Do you want it?" my lover asked me, mirroring my urgent tone. "Yes. Make me cum for you again, Baby. Make me cum now!" But rather than continuing the stroking of my pussy, Davis slowed his fingers, almost withdrew them. I thrust my pelvis out trying to silently encourage him to keep touching me. He shook his head slowly and smiled at me. "No," he drawled out playfully. "We need to finish our shower." He answered my distress sounds with a quiet, "Shhhh." He turned me around so that my back was to him. I felt his hard cock against my back and his crisp chest hair tickling me. His hands reached around to cup my large tits, pinching my nipples and tugging at them. I moaned out my pleasure. He rolled my nipples back and forth between his thumb and fore fingers, driving me insane with the intense pleasure of the slight pain it caused. "Davis, you need to fuck me NOW," I demanded. There was no denying this hunger and I was done with his teasing. I backed up to him so that when I bent forward at the waist my ass was there...waiting for him to get the hint. I needed to know what he felt like inside me and I was done with waiting. I placed my hands against the wall to brace myself and he didn't hesitate as he again widened my stance, bent his legs so that his cock was at the entrance of my pussy. He took hold of my hips, pulling me onto his cock with a satisfying thrust. His thick cock stretched my pussy open wide, filling me so full that I wanted to sob out my joy. God help me it felt so good. He didn't fuck me hard, but rather took me gently as I was braced against the side of the shower. I knew he was in no hurry to end things. He had already cum once; the urgency wasn't there. "Do you like my cock, Val? Do you want more of it?" Davis asked while grinding his pelvis into my pussy over and over again. "More," I pleaded. "I need more of that cock. I need more of you." I was beyond turned on and I didn't know what I wanted. I couldn't articulate the needs I was experiencing, but Davis seemed to understand anyway. Withdrawing from my pussy, he turned the water off and lead me out of the shower. Reaching for a fluffy white towel, he dried me off and them himself. Still damp we returned to the bedroom and went directly to the bed. My damp skin hit the sheets and I didn't get a chance to orient myself before Davis fell on me like a starving man. He positioned his body between my knees and he looked down at my exposed and dripping pussy. I watched him lick his lips before he leaned down, reached his arms under my thighs and pulled my hips to the edge of the bed. I realized what his plans were when he dropped to his knees in front of me. I wanted his mouth on me badly. I spread my legs in invitation and he fell on me like a starving man. He took his sweet time acquainting himself with my intimate details as if he were trying to memorize the taste and feel of me. "You taste so fucking good," he groan into my damp flesh. His tongue begins to actively dance and twirl around my feminine folds. My breathing got labored and my whole body began to tense. I was desperately afraid he'd withhold the orgasm from me again, but I couldn't stop the little cries that announced what was happening to me. Davis didn't stop, however. His tongue wrapped around my clit as his applied firm suction to it. In just seconds I was crying out my orgasm, arching my body off the bed. I didn't have a chance to recover from this intense explosion of sensation before I felt Davis take two fingers and slide them in my pussy. My flesh spasmed around his fingers and my hips hungrily pumped into his hand. "Yeah, Davis. Fuck me with you fingers. Don't stop..so good. Oh Fuck." I rambled on and on. I could hardly believe another orgasm was building so quickly. I my pussy spasm into yet another small orgasm that left me panting. What he did next will never be forgotten. I was just recovering from that when Davis, whispered to me, "You ready for this?" His mouth fell back onto my clit, concentrating all his efforts there. I looked down at him; he was staring into my eyes. I couldn't break the gaze even though I wanted to close my eyes from the intensity of the sensation of his lips and lapping tongue. Suddenly a second sensation joined the mix as he curved his fingers inside me. He was strumming my g-spot, eliciting the most intense sensations possible. Between his lips around my clit, and the fingers working more and more strongly, I could feel the very top of my head heating up. I couldn't help it, and I had no shame, when my own hands found my nipples and I pinched them to add yet another intense sensation to the mix. I thrashed my head but I didn't want anything to stop. I felt more alive at this second than I'd ever felt before. "NOW! NOW!" I cried out. "Give it to me hard NOW!" With that command, his forearm worked hard, making his fingers worked my g-spot. At the same time he sucked hard at my clit. The scream that came as the orgasm slammed me was animal. I lost site of all things. My world was blackness for just a moment. As I came back to myself I became first aware of cold wetness on my thighs and under my ass. Davis was staring at me from the same position he had been in, but his face glistened with wetness. I realized that the evidence of wetness had come from me. I had squirted, it seemed. I felt embarrassment begin to overtake me when he looked at me with a silly grin on his face. "That was so fucking hot!" My shame disappeared when I realized he was proud of his accomplishment with me. Rather than being satisfied after such an intense orgasm I was more hungry for him than ever. I reached for him pulled him up on the bed to lay with me. I kissed him deeply, tasting myself on his lips and on his tongue. My hunger for this amazing man grew even more. "Please fuck me Davis. I need you so badly," I told him boldly. He didn't break eye contact with me as he positioned himself between my thighs and began to enter me. My eyes started to close from the sheer rightness of it. "No!" he commanded. "Look at me while I fuck you." As hard as it was, I kept my eyes locked with his at the same time his dick fucked me. My legs were spread wide and I reach high around his back, hugging him with my legs. He groaned because the action opened me up even wider to him. My hands were busy touching what I could, running along his back and over his shoulders, down his sides, and over his chest. His skin was damp and hot. I could feel his strength in every thrust and felt his muscles bunch under my fingertips. Davis arched up so that his chest wasn't pressed against mine, holding his weight on his forearms. I ran my hands so that they lightly brushed his flat nipples and he shuddered in pleasure. I continued to watch his face as my hand reached down between our bodies and finally I was able to touch that place where his body entered mine. I could feel his dick going in and out of me. It was so exciting. "C'mon," he told me. "I want you to fuck me now." With that, his arms encircled me and he rolled us over so that I was laying on top of him. I knew exactly what to do. I sat up so that I was straddling him, taking his cock deeply into my hungry pussy. Arching my back, I began to ride him with my own slow, steady rhythm. Davis reached up as I did this, and I groaned when he took my nipples in his fingers, rolling them around. I took just a moment to stop my gyrating motions and leaned down to him. I grabbed several pillows from the bed and propped his upper back, neck and head up. Sitting back into position I began to ride him again, only this time I leaned slightly forward so that my right nipple brushed against his lips. As he opened his mouth to taste the waiting nipple, I pulled away, only to allow my left nipple to brush his lips. I kept teasing him, never allowing him to latch on. Finally I leaned forward so that both nipples were directly in front of his mouth. He reached up and cupped one and enveloped it, sucking it into the warm wet cavity of his mouth. I moaned in response. He let go and gave the same treatment to the other nipple. My movements became stronger. Davis then held both of my huge tits in his hands, pushing them together so that the nipples even touched. Reaching up with his mouth, he sucked both nipples in his mouth at the same time. My panting breaths became almost sobs from the intensity. Not only did it feel like heaven on earth, but the image it created as I stared down at him would be emblazoned in my mind forever. I couldn't take any more after that. I sat up straight and began to fuck him for all I was worth. He grabbed my hips, pulling me harder and faster on his cock. I could feel him inside of me as he did this, but I could also feel my raw, sensitive clit moving back and forth against the course hair of his trimmed pubic area. The cries started to build again. "You gonna cum again for me, Val? Yeah, Baby. Cum for me. Make that pussy cum hard for me." Your chatter titillated me and brought me to the edge of sanity. I let out a harsh cry that could no doubt be heard from the other rooms. The orgasm went on and on. I felt my pussy muscles gripping him hard and then felt his own throbbing as he came deep inside me. I collapsed to his chest, trying to catch my breath. His hands ran up and down my back lightly. I shivered. I felt like I was one raw, exposed nerve ending. Everything was too much. I was done. For Now...