Pam's SeductionChapter 3by Theresa
Frank lay on his back in bed, with the covers kicked off, his nude figure striped by the sunlight peeking through the partially open blinds. I admired him for a moment, his arms always caught my attention, even relaxed his biceps looked powerful. Frank worked in construction and stayed fit through lifting and digging and such. It wasn't glamorous work, but he made great money and he was satisfied with what he did. So was I.
He stirred a bit as I approached the bed, and admired him further. I couldn't help but notice he was partially erect and after this morning's episode in the kitchen, the idea of a morning quickie was more than appealing. I thought a bit about how to do this and decided on waking him with my lips.
I bent over his body and lowered my head to his shaft. His scent mingled with mine from the night before, a bit stale, but hey, morning quickies are like that sometimes. I opened my lips and kissed his cock, beginning at the root next to his hairy scrotum and slowly worked my way up. He began to stir about half way through this maneuver and I simply continued. Upon reaching the head, I licked as far as I could around the knob and noticed he'd become stiffer. With my tongue, I worked my way slowly back down the shaft and gently tongued his balls. I was rewarded with a low murmur of approval from Frank as he passed from sleep to consciousness.
I continued to lick his sac, and crawled onto the bed, climbing over his leg, and settling in between them in a kneeling position. I looked up at Frank's face, and his eyes were still closed, but his mouth curled a bit at the corners. Clearly enjoying his "wake-up" call, I returned to his shaft and worked my tongue up again, stopping just short of the head this time. He was completely hard now, and stood up a bit from his stomach. I dragged my hair across his stomach as I worshipped his cock, licking it, kissing it, coating it with my saliva. To his credit, he kept his hands away, although I know he must have wanted to guide my head, as he often did at this point. A tiny droplet of pre-cum oozed from the slit and I licked it up, tasting him.
Once more I glanced up at him and now Frank had his eyes open, dreamily looking at me, watching me as I kissed his prick. As he watched, I ovalled my lips and took the head into my mouth. I could feel an occasional throb now as the sensations of my lips and tongue dancing on the most sensitive part had their desired effect. Slowly engulfing him, I kept my eyes locked to his, loving this man, my man, in the most intimate way I knew. I managed to get about half way down his shaft before I withdrew my mouth. My own body was responding as well, this morning's arousal only served as a foundation for my passion. I could feel myself very wet now as I hunched over Frank, my thighs twitching on their own.
I couldn't take much more of this, and from his heavy breathing, Frank couldn't either. With that in mind, and my impending chores of the day, I stopped sucking him and pushed myself upward. Sitting on my legs, I pulled my T-shirt over my head and then crawled up to straddle Frank. His hands found my breasts as I adjusted myself and I cooed as he toyed with my nipples with his forefingers. I needed him. With one hand, I grasped his hardness and slid the head between my lips, relishing the hard smoothness of his cock head on my clit for a bit. Stroking it back and forth, I further wet the tip of his cock and finally settled it at my opening. Frank sensed my readiness as well, and guided his hips upward a bit and as he did so, I relaxed my thighs and sunk down on him.
There's nothing like the initial penetration of a cock. I loved the sensation of his hardness, his heat piercing filling stretching throbbing and involuntarily I clenched his shaft inside of me. We remained locked like this for a time, both of us filled with the pleasurable sensations, he still prone on the bed, me kneeling over him, my hands supporting my upper body on either side of his head. Slowly his hands moved from my breasts down my sides, finding my hips and holding me still.
Inevitably, one of us had to move eventually and this time it was me. I rocked back upwards, and settled back down again, nestling him further inside of me. I could feel the faint twitchings of his prick inside of me and I grasped him with my muscles as tightly as I could. Neither of us could stand this for very long now, both of us panted with lust and desire. This time Frank took the lead. He pushed me upward with his hips and then dropped back down, but before I could follow his movements, he suddenly slammed his pelvis back upward, filling me once more. The angle was a bit different from here, I remained poised over him and he began a rhythmic fucking motion, each stroke withdrawing just enough to stimulate my g-spot with his knobby head. I felt the familiar crest of orgasm approach and lost control of my movements. I needed his cock in me and met each upward thrust with a downward thrust of my own. Harder now, I felt my clit slamming against the base of his cock and came suddenly on him. Tiny peeplets of pleasure escaped my throat as I climaxed, and a rush of wetness further coated his plunging cock. He continued his pace, pushing upwards harder each time he thrust into me and my orgasm barely subsided when another came rushing upwards and I spasmed again, not quite knowing, not caring whether this orgasm was a new one or a continuation of the first.
"Aaaghmmmmm" I growled, my head by his ear, my hair over his face. I felt his grip on my hips tighten, his thrustings become shorter, even more powerful and I knew it was his time as well. He stiffened beneath me, trying to hold back, but I rocked back on him and coaxed his creamy load from his nuts. Jerking and rocking, we lay there, suspended in time, animated only by our instincts, locked together, mingling our fluids, lost in pleasure.
"Babe" he finally muttered, breaking the spell. I said nothing in return, only held him tightly, with my arms around his neck, my thighs around his body, my pussy around his softening cock. I could feel his semen leaking out of me, drizzling his balls and stomach. I squeezed one last time and sadly felt his cock slide from me.
"Good morning, hon" I smiled at him.
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