I Straddled Him, Fucking Him Shallowly

After an afternoon of deep and vulnerable discussions I was sun­bathing naked on the deck, and my man got inspired.

He vigorously rubbed my clit, and I moaned loud enough for the neighbours to hear and showered the deck with my squirt. And when I was cleaning up in the kit­chen he began playfully splashing me with water.

"Wanna fuck?"

Which lead to him fucking my face, gripping my nipples and pulling me forwards so his cock was deep enough in my throat to stifle my screams. Then I straddled him, fucking him shallowly so that his cock head was gripped within the entrance of my very slippery hole. My cunt ached to be filled deeply and my thigh muscles started to burn as I kept fucking him, and both these sensations fed my masochism. His orgasm overtook him as my thighs began to falter, and I felt his semen dribble down my thighs.

I loved this little sexual interlude for a few reasons: it was spontaneous lust for both of us, it balanced the seriousness of our discussions, and I made him come quickly – which happens so rarely that I'm still squeeing about it!

It was a light and happy end to our afternoon.

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