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Subject: Paula - Part 4
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Up my cock and down
Up my cock, down, a squirm. then up with deliberate slowness.
Down with a sudden plunge
And up. Coming to the rim of my cock again. And tentatively upwards
further until I could feel it almost fall out.
And down, clamping her vagina muscle in pulses and then up and barely off of
me, just balancing the tip with the outermost rim of her vagina.
Unable to control my desire, I thrust upwards back into her and felt her
meet me.
For a moment we followed each others motion.
"Eager?" she said in a rushed whisper pressing the tips of her breasts into
my face.
As she rose again up in that mind blowing slow motion, I could feel my half
foreskin roll over the top of my penis, protecting it against her warmth.
She again toyed with my cock's head and foreskin, lowering herself in micro
inches until my foreskin rolled back exposing the rim of my cock to her
clamping vagina.
She clamped down. I twitched back. She clamped. I twitched.
Inside me, in mind and in some undefined area of feeling, I felt that little
turn of timing, the one where I know that, if things keep on going like they
are, there will be no turning back from an exploding orgasm.
I thrust my self upwards, feeling her pussy slide along the shaft of my
glistening cock.
As I jammed upwards again, she moved with me.
Air swirled around the tip of my drenched, wet cock as it left the warm
confines of her body.
Paula jammed back, just a little off target. My cock bent almost double as
it was jammed, crushed against the flesh of her pussy.
"Ahhh!," she gasped in pain, adjusting herself quickly.
She reached down with passionate speed, grabbing my cock, positioning it
into the mouth of her pussy again.
The warm, wet tunnel of her cunt slid down my shaft again...
Down, up, down, up. Paula was back in control. Her hips gyrated around my
cock, I could feel it deep with her. Oh god, here it comes.
...I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come!!," I exclaimed.
I felt her hands slide along the top of my thighs and she bucked up and down
on my cock, meeting my thrusts.
I could feel it coming. I writhed into her, stroke for stroke.
"Come, come, come. .... fuck me, fuck me!!" she said.
I could feel the orgasm coming like an express train. My cock swelled
inside her. On automatic, remote control, it exploded inside of her, pulsating
as jets of my cum gushed out of my cock.
Again, and again, .... slowing, and again I came. Jesus Christ! This was
really a good one!!!!
Feeling me inside her, Paula tried to match her heaving, timing against my
pulsation's. Clamping down and drawing up along my shaft as if to draw another
pulse from within me, draining my body of its fluid.
The orgasm over, Paula collapsed down on my legs, my cock buried deep inside
of her, shrinking. I crushed her breasts in my hands, probed deeply into her
mouth with my tongue, ran my hands down her naked back, lifted her breasts from
underneath, plunged back into her mouth again.....
"I was almost with you when you came," she said, rocking against me in my
lap. "I was so close, .....Oh God, if you could just get hard again for
minute......."
Sensing her new, renewed need, my fingers slid between her legs, into her
slippery cunt, pushing my now useless cock out of the way between my legs,.
She ground down on my fingers as I rippled them across her clitoris. Her
breathing deepened.
I lifted slightly and thrust the chair out of the way. It banged into the
bookcase with a loud crash.
I dropped to the floor, legs crossed, adjusting my position to some
semblance of comfort, my hand still plying her dripping wet cunt.
I pulled on the back of her thighs, sending the message that I wanted her to
come closer.
She put her hands on the edge of the desk and rammed her pussy into my
waiting mouth, moving forward against me, my head rolling backwards, my tongue
lashing her driving clit.
Her brown eyes glistened above me, wild with desire.
Her hand grabbed the back of my neck.
She shuddered and groaned as she came again against my face.
My body cried out for release from it's contrived and pleasure giving
contortion.
Her passion subsided against my face. I kept on orbiting in her pussy,
waiting for her to signal me that she had enough.
For what seemed like agonizing minutes for me, what with the position I was
in, we ground together in subsiding passion.
Finally it ended. She released me, stood up against the desk.
As I straightened my self out on the floor I watched her slide her hand
in-between her legs.
I looked up towards her again, seeing her caress her breast.
A satisfied smile appeared on her face.
I rose from the floor, looking at her as I retrieved the chair from behind
me, thinking to sit down before her nakedness, to drink it all in again with my
eyes.
As I came up, looking at her, my heart froze as I detected something behind
her.
My eyes focused beyond her and my buddy Mike's face came into view, smiling,
head swiveling, looking directly at me. Son-of-a-bitch! I was glad it was him
and not Paula's boss or some of the other guys
His finger were at his mouth giving me the "Sssshh, be quiet," signal we had
learned in 'Nam.
My mind reeled the with possibilities of the situation.
I rose off the chair and held Paula's face with my hands, kissing her,
controlling her.
Still holding her face, I asked, "Was that just for me? .......Think any of
the guys on the crew would have joined in with you after being led down your
blouse like you did me. Know my buddy Mike would have: you give him a
perpetual hard-on, and I know you've given plenty of opportunities to look down
your neckline. We've talked about it on numerous occasions."
"Oh?" she queried. "And what do you men talk about when you talk about me?"
"You know, the usual; great set of jugs, compact package of dynamite, lips
like you'd like to dive into. Mike and I kinda wonder if you give everyone
cleavage shots like we get .... the other guys don't mention that .... Moe says
you always turn away or cover yourself up.
"I kind of favor you and Mike. Last week I gave Mike a couple of seconds to
look up my legs ... I wasn't wearing any panties. Actually, I took them off
just before you all got back. You, you only wandered around behind me.
"Yeah, well Mike was sitting in my favorite chair. Not that the view wasn't
good, what?, Wednesday. Black lace brassiere against this heaving breast: you
gave me a hard on."
Mike gave me the "hurry-up" sign, move things along.
"If I called down to the bar, would you like to fuck Mike like we fucked?,"
I asked. "Ever fantasized about doing it with him?" I added.
THE question was on the table.
"You two guys are my very most favorites! .... other guys seem kind of
rough ..... Dave seems kinda cute though. Wonder if he's ever done it with
anyone ....."
Her head still between my hands, naked, gorgeous, fucking stunning, she
added, "Yeah, no offense to you, I probably would with Mike. I like a variety
of men.
"Ever done it with two guys at once?" I asked. "Like maybe Mike and me
later on tonight?" My head slid along side hers to her ear. My other hand
played with her opposite ear.
"Oooh, now THAT would be a real trip: both of my boys at the same time.
What an image! ..... you'd call him?" she asked tentatively.
In the background, I could see Mike slide his work pants down over his hips.
His huge cock, ten and three quarters inches long by actual measure, protruded
before him like a battering ram. He was smiling.
His t-shirt came off in a silent hush as I began to force Paula gently back
onto the desk. ..... Awkward at best. The only thing I could think of at the
time.
He was stroking his cock. Long slow pulls.
"What? ....wha? you...." she began to ask.
I felt her body tighten as she caught the sight of Mike above her. Then I
felt it relax, going with the flow as she rolled back on the desk, her head off
of the front edge of the desk, under Mike's cock.
Her hand pulled away from me as she settled back. It shot back above her
head towards Mike's waiting erection.
Her hand surrounded Mike's cock and pulled it towards her face. I could
hear her sniff its tip, a little gush of air rushing into her nostrils. I
could see her white teeth slide over his warhead, her red lips surrounding it,
then her cheeks pulling in suction.
She began to masturbate him
It looked like this might be a really great evening, I thought to myself.
Fucking cock was beginning to get hard again.
"Holy fuck!," I thought. "Look at her lying naked there. Look at those
tits. Look at that snatch between her legs!
I slid two fingers inside her.
She was holding Mike's cock in both hands now to control its impulse to leap
upwards out of her mouth.
To be continued. .... Maybe.
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