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Hello all. I often utilize my blog to write, with each lover's permission,
on the sex I'm having in real-life. I do so of course for the sultry
entertainment value and also to illuminate for those who want to try this at home.... Read More.
I slowed and we rested together. Told her how incredible, how amazing she looked just before and during her orgasm. We turned over, Kristina straddled me. She laid her head on my chest. I felt her long red curly hair covering my chest and running down like ivy over my ribs.
Those little details in life… how often do we lose them and only remember the big positives or negatives? The warmth of the side of her face between my pecs, the soft tickle of the ivy-hair on my skin. The smooth and firm insides of her thighs hugging my body. I looked up along the ramp her back made up to her broad hips and big, heart-shaped ass. Desire bade me reach up and around to that heart’s center and massage her anus. Kristina’s copious wet was all over her rosebud. It had run down while we fucked. My fingers rubbed circles against the slippery flesh and my cock got a harder when I felt her ass relax and open a little more, followed by a sigh dipped in trust with a dash of surrender.

“I’ll teach you, Kristina. Show you how your ass can become your second cunt with feelings and pleasures all her own. And it will be done right. Do you want that?”

“Yes… I do.”

My other hand rubbed in circles against her viola-shaped back, combining her rosebud’s attention with her body’s. The next thing I can remember was how I came:

She wanted me to come in her. Kristina asked me what position I wanted and I said with her legs wrapped around me. We flipped again. She thrust her hips and ass up, her bush near my face, for me to put a pillow under her hips. I relubed and slid my hard penis back down into her body. I’d been controlling my ejaculation and now, it was all mine. I may never forget the moment when her long legs came up around and inner thighs against my hips, heels easily interlocking in the back. It felt sooo good with my deep, even strokes. Her legs pulled me into where her open-wide vagina pulled on my cock too. I was encapsulated with woman both inside and out.
"God, baby... you're... you're so hard... god..."
The super-pleasure surged into my dickhead and I felt my cock, full of semen, lose control. The vaginal muscles, the outer third, are very powerful in this woman. Kristina drew my body tighter into her arms while her pussy sucked hard on my shooting dick. It felt like a doubling of the feminine essence they speak of in tantra where the feminine’s strength is like riptide. The opposite force of the masculine's outward-projecting Big Bang. Like a cosmic black hole taking it all in: body, penis, sperm, energy.  All you have to blaze into her and then some. Topped off with the cherry of her whispering repeatedly in my ear to:

“Come inside me. In my cunt. That’s right. Drop your load in me. Yes. Keep filling me with your cum.”

After the first three big orgasm contractions, her powerful cunt clamped down making a ring of her vaginal entry that drove my hypersensitive and orgasming cockhead up the wall. Pleasure so strong that your body reflexively wants to make your movements smaller to be able to handle the intensity of the feeling. Like pain it cant handle. I fought that instinct and kept fucking her muscular yoni, cock convulsing even though all my seed had been released. A long strong orgasm after all that buildup. I laughed a sexy-dark laugh as I came back into myself. I was up on my knees, penis still hard inside her body, condom heavy with cum.
“God, that’s awesome,” I growled.

-Fin
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