Chapter Seven

And then his mouth is upon me. Hot, hungry lips burn into mine as I stroke his ever-hardening, ever-growing length. I feel a rush of blood and fire within me as he kisses me hard and passionate. I finally break the kiss, desperate for air. I hold him firmly, my thumb sliding across his swollen head as he groans. That hot, burning flesh feels wonderful in my hand and just a few subtle movements with my thumb is enough to produce a long, deep groan.

“Remember when I walked in on you in the warehouse?”

He closes his eyes, smiling and sighing. “How could I forget? I’ve never been more embarrassed in my whole life! I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me!”

“I’d never watched a man masturbate before.” I stroke him so slowly. “I couldn’t take my eyes off you as you stood there with your cock in your hand. I was completely mesmerised.”

“Mmmmm. I much prefer my cock in your hands. Or in your mouth.” He groans. “Or in your sex.”

“I couldn’t move. You‘d captivated me. I was hypnotised. Entranced.” More slow strokes. More sighs and moans. “I knew in that instant that I had to have you. No matter what, I just had to know how it would feel to have what was in your hand deep inside me.”

He groans my name before rolling me onto my back. I love the feel of the weight of him on top of me, his cock still wrapped inside my hand. I free him and throw my hands over my head, bringing them down to rest on his back. I wrap my legs around his waist as he fidgets, pressing the base of his hard length against me.

My breasts are squashed against his chest and I can feel my heartbeat - and his. Those beautiful brown eyes are dark with desire and hunger and need. I feel my arousal awaken as the weight of him presses hard against my sex. I gasp as he pushes against me, the hard length of him sandwiched between us. My God, the effect he has on me is almost instant. It’s fantastic. I’m already moist and warm and ready for him.

And then it’s suddenly just too much. I can’t do this! I need to breathe, I need air. He’s too much. Too much. Too heavy. I can’t breathe! Stop! Stop! I can’t bear it! Oh God!

He looks at me and immediately senses something’s wrong so I have to act quickly. The smile is back on my face. “Please, Scott. Let me go on top. I want to go on top!”

He grins. “Oh - I see! Well, in that case, gorgeous girl - be my guest!” He rolls onto his back, keeping tight hold of me, pulling me with him. I rest my chin on his chest, looking up at him. Like any man anticipating a wild ride, he’s already wearing a big smile and my panic soon fades, replaced by a warm surge of lust. I raise myself up until I’m kneeling, straddling him, his cock hard against my abdomen.

I press his cock against my stomach, stroking him with my open palm then tickling his head with a single finger. I wrap my hand around the shaft, giving it a few lingering strokes. Scott’s eyes take in every inch of me as I hold him. As I stroke, he raises his hands to caress my breasts. I shake my hair back as Scott’s hands fondle and stroke my curves. Keeping that hot, tasty flesh in my hands, I lean forward, my lips close to his ear. “Are you ready for me, Scott?” My lips brush his cheek as I lean back. “Because I’m more than ready for you!”

I position the bulbous cockhead at my entrance, poised, primed for action. Taking just the head into my hot, wet tunnel, I delight in how it stretches and fills me. Scott groans in pleasure, swearing as I squeeze with my muscles. I move in slow, short thrusts, gripping and releasing the head. It’s as if my sex is giving him a kiss. It’s so big and fat that I can barely contain it in this shallow slide.

Hands grip my hips and I hear a sharp intake of breath when I slide his full length inside, my juices making a lovely slick lube. A low guttural groan escapes my throat as I sit on his groin, filled to the point of excess. I can feel the head deep inside me, the feeling is so exquisite I can hardly bear to move. Just the sensation of having that huge cock in me is simply divine. “Oh...Scott....you feel so good.....!”

I start a slow slide back up, his hands on my hips, guiding me. I resume kissing the head with my muscles as my juices slowly trickle down his shaft. His eyes are fixed on me, his voice catching. One slow slide the full length then back again brings more groans, louder this time.

Sliding him out, I swiftly take him in my mouth, licking all my juices off him. Taking him deep into my throat, I suck gently and close my eyes, listening to him as he murmurs my name.

“Oh...Sarah....Sarah...Sarah.....”

I take him in my hand and lower myself onto him in one smooth, easy glide. Simultaneous moans erupt from both of us as I keep him deep in me, my hands resting on his chest. Oh God, it feels so damn good.

“So, you liked watching me touch myself, did you Scott?” I do one long, slow slide up and down again. “Did you like watching me make myself come?”

Scott groans, his eyes heavy with lust. “Oh..yeah......sexy as fuck...”

“Would you like a replay?” I take my hands from his chest and place them on my breasts. I squeeze my muscles as I massage my breasts keeping my eyes firmly on his face. I lick my lips and wriggle slightly. “I’ll even let you play a part.” I squeeze again, making him moan. “A very, very big part!”