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It was dark and I felt my way by gripping onto Sarah's waist. She giggled like we were kids sneaking around behind our parent's backs. Her stairs wound in a full circle from bottom floor to top and were awkward to navigate when you had to be silent.
"You must be quiet, Greg."
"I doubt either of us could achieve that when we're making love for the first time in your bed. Can I make a suggestion please?"
"Go ahead."
We were stuck on a creaking floorboard and she dared not move. Sarah's pussy flavor was in my throat, mouth, and burning my lips. All I could smell was her leaking cunt, exuding sex from inches away, where she stood two steps higher, wearing a short skirt and no panties, because those were in my pocket.
"Why not wake Alice and be honest about our relationship."
"Fuck no. She'll hear us fucking afterward and I can't bear that, at least not yet."
"I didn't mean for us to stay here and make love."
"What then?"
"Alice can sit for Jack and make his breakfast while I prepare yours at my place."
"Oh... you mean, go back to your place and make love there?"
"Yes, if you'd like that. We need to stop whispering because I'm pretty sure we'll be discovered soon."
She desperately clutched a palm over her mouth stifling a fit of giggles and I saw a teenage girl's verve for life sparkle in her eyes. I choked back my laughter, gripping a stair rail to steady myself while Sarah turned around and sat backward on a step.
She laughed so much, her legs opened wide and I saw the most beautiful and enticing pussy, presented perfectly for me. I wanted to lean in and enjoy licking my girlfriend's fleshy, oversized labia and could have done it very easily.
I stared and breathed her in deeply, enjoying the sight of soft curly whorls that suggested a buried treasure lay inside. Beads of Sarah's pussy juice clung to individual hairs like nectar waiting to be collected by a lucky tongue and my cock almost tore open the fabric constraining it.
Sarah glanced at me, flashed wide-eyed, and looked shocked when she caught me prowling, then snapped her knees shut, laughing again at our comical situation. A shuffling nearby struck terror in my heart.
"You guys could wake the dead. What is going on Mom? Is Greg here for a late-night booty call?"
"Shit, Alice... umm... no, no, Jesus... fuck! Look... I'm sorry."
Alice slipped in behind her Mom, wrapping both legs protectively around her waist and arms around her neck, chuckling. She kissed her Mom on the neck, then stared at me, examining my body language like women do when they suspect something is awry.
"Hi, Greg."
"Hi, Alice."
"Are you providing Mom a bedroom turndown service on top of the free ride home?"
"Something like that, yeah."
"Will you still respect her in the morning?"
"Of course."
"Ahh, so you are here on a booty call."
"I didn't say that."
"No, but you are here to bed my Mom. Yes or no?"
"I love your Mom."
"I'll take that as a yes."
"Okay, Alice."
"Then you have my blessing to take her. God knows she needs it, probably all night long. My asshat Dad, whom I love dearly, wasn't very nice to my Mom."
"I'm very different, Alice."
"I know that. You guys don't need to sneak around for my sake, but Jack might feel weird if Greg is squeezing his oranges for breakfast."
Sarah looked mortified, bowing her head in shame, silently cursing herself, courtesy of the demons lurking inside. I cupped my girlfriend's chin in a palm while Alice comforted her Mom.
"Shall we see each other for dinner tomorrow night, Sarah?"
"No, if Alice can cope and doesn't think me a slut, I'd like to come home with you, please."
"How could I ever believe that, Mom? I think you and Greg make an attractive couple and it's definitely time for you to move on from Dad."
"Are you sure baby?"
"Yeah. I'm going back to bed now so you guys decide. Whatever you choose, whether it's to stay here, or go to Greg's place... I don't mind even if you scream down the rafters because I have pods."
She stood up and smiled at me, kissing her Mom on the cheek while whispering something in her ear. When Sarah glanced back up at me, after Alice was gone, she smiled and parted her legs wide open.
"Not here, but would you like to taste and fuck my hole plenty, Greg?"
"My place?"
"Yes, please and I'd love poached eggs on toast for breakfast in the morning if the offer is still open."
We strolled through, then out of Sarah's house, holding hands as though we always had. She skipped down the garden path lightly, grinning from ear to ear while I rode a cushion of romantic air. At my Range Rover, I opened the front passenger's door, lifted her, and slid my girlfriend inside. She turned and stared with flaming eyes, studying me.
"I can't kiss you right now, Sarah."
"Why sweetheart?"
"I'm frightened it will go further and I'll fuck you right here."
"Oh, in that case, you'd better get me to your bed and do the job right the first time."
By the time I reached the driver's door, Sarah had both feet aloft, with heels on my dashboard, and legs spread wide apart.
"You drive and I'll feed you."
"Oh fuck, this is too much for any man to handle."
"Don't worry Greg, I'll be totally worth it and will most likely cum the moment you slide your big cock deep inside me."
"Oh, fuck... this is torture."
I drove cautiously, watching Sarah use one hand to splay open her pussy lips between her forefinger and thumb. I saw her light pubic bush parted, exposing two plump labia split in half by a pink slit, my gateway to heaven. A delectable aroma exuding from her creamy hole wafted up my nostrils, activating an animal lust in me that wanted to impregnate her.
She peeked across our divide cheekily, smiling suggestively, studying my expression when she tightened her finger around a swollen clitoris, forcing the pink nub out of a protective pouch that otherwise hid my treasure. Sarah wet a finger from her spare hand, pointed it at her cunt, and gave me a naughty schoolgirl smile that lit my world.
"May I have permission to masturbate and prepare for you to fuck me, Greg?"
"Oh god yes, please."
She stared at me while plunging her finger onto the clitoris I desperately wanted to lick. I watched Sarah's ass rise up while her solid pink nub was dragged from side to side, then swirled around in creamy circles. When my girlfriend plunged two fingers past both enormous pussy lips that fluttered a teasing welcome, I knew what was coming next.
"I'm just harvesting some cream from inside my hole for you, boyfriend."
"Oh, fuck... I'll need a big helping."
"Jesus Christ... argh! Greg... oh my, this is so fucking wonderful."
"What is it, baby?"
"I feel free and loved and oh... fuck! I w-w-w-want you."
She almost force-fed me, slathering her thickly coated fingers on my tongue, desperate to share herself, more so because Sarah needed her digits back to continue wanking herself off. I stared down into her lap frequently, feeling hungry for my girlfriend, while desperately focused on driving carefully.
She moaned, gasped, and almost orgasmed a few times but somehow, Sarah backed off just in time.
"I'm very proud of you honey."
"Why?"
"Because you've discovered freedom from sexual shame, asked for permission to relieve yourself and you're generally being very good."
"I want to be a good girl for you, Greg."
"I want to be a better man because of you sweetheart."
"We're almost at your home."
"You may choose when to stop rubbing yourself, Sarah."
"Thank you."
She stopped wanking when my SUV was still in the driveway. When I switched off the engine, she fed me an enormous scoop of her sweet, musky creamy load using two heavily coated fingers. When I'd cleaned Sarah's digits, she flung her door wide open and ran for my house.
"Wait, Sarah. What did Alice whisper to you?"
Sarah strolled back to me, taking both hands lovingly in hers, smiling before she kissed me. My lips seared and heart soared when I felt a hedonistic rumbling of drums shaking every part of my body.
"She said the girls in her year group want to fuck you. Since they are all eighteen and legal, she threatened that if I didn't do you tonight, she would tell them that you are available."
"We'd better get inside quickly then, Sarah."
"I was thinking the same thing."
Inside my house, Sarah scampered straight for the stairs and I chased. Halfway up, I caught her, dropped to my knees, and lifted my beloved's skirt high.
"Oh my, Greg... are you that hungry?"
"I need to eat you now."
"Please be my dining guest but breakfast is definitely on you."
Sarah dropped to her knees a couple of steps up, arched herself, and pushed a dripping wet cunt into my face. I used my thumbs and both palms to spread her ass cheeks wide open, kissing her exposed pink puckered hole, rimming it in circles while she screamed in ecstasy before I slid my tongue down onto her delightfully fluffy, hairy cunt.
I sucked each oversized, fleshy, delicious pussy lip into my mouth, rinsing as much sweet veneer as possible, enjoying the moment her knees spread wider apart on my stairway carpet and she sighed like a contented pussy.
"I'm feeding from you, Sarah... I can't fucking believe it."
"I'm loving it... especially when you ate my ass."
"I'll fuck you in the ass but only once I get you to the club."
"What club honey?"
"Cheaters. I plan to thrash and fuck you on stage while everyone watches."
"Fucking hell!"
She dripped pussy cream onto my tongue like a honeycomb yields fresh nectar and I sucked the enlarged, juicy clitoris that felt so big and satisfying in my mouth.
I withdrew my face from her crotch with nothing but Sarah's flavor and aroma dominating my senses. My cock raged to take her and I stood up, dropped my pants, and lined myself up with her quivering hole.
"I'm starting you off here but when I say move, please get to my bedroom quickly, fully undressed, and lie on my bed."
"Which is your bedroom?"
"Top of the stairs, second door on the right."
She braced herself, forcing her wet slit higher, desperate to be plowed and already whimpering,
"I need this Greg. I want you to fill my hole up."
"You and me both sweetheart."
When I sunk my cock fully inside Sarah, she moaned in the most deeply satisfied way possible. She needed cock, and in truth, any of a decent size would do but right now it was being given by the man she loved.
"Oh, fuck... wow, but you're tight inside, Sarah. I feel the walls of your pussy, clenching on and off against my cock like you are milking me."
"You're fucking enormous, Greg. Nobody ever reached my cervix. When you cum, it will all splash around there."
She leaned both forearms and elbows on a step, burying her face so that all I could see was the beautiful long hair enveloping her. I gripped my girlfriend's waist while my cock was buried balls deep inside her, enjoying how tightly her wet velvet sheath squeezed back.
When I withdrew my cock, she tried to push back, reluctant to lose the bloated sensation I'd driven inside her. I pushed her ass away but she just kept forcing so that when I thrust my cock forward, it slammed hard into her cervix.
"Fucking hell, that was nice."
"Do you like it rough, Sarah?"
"Fucking, yes please."
"Here goes then."
I covered her like a stallion on an in-season broodmare, pinning Sarah to the step by forcing all my weight down through both palms. She wheezed, then whimpered in a bratty cry that I rewarded with a slap on her ass cheek.
"Take my cock like a good girl, Sarah. I can't fuck you hard if you wriggle."
"Sorry, Greg. I'll be good."
She settled nicely, relaxing under my weight. I carefully plowed my cock deep inside, enjoying the squeeze back from her soft tissue walls, before I withdrew, then fucked Sarah's hole again. She moaned loudly with no sign of disobedience or complaint so I sped up and fucked her hole relentlessly.
"This! This is what I need! Please... don't stop."
"I'm not cumming inside you like this baby. I want to see your eyes when I empty my seed inside you."
"Oh fuck, Greg... why am I suddenly so much on fire?"
"Because we are soulmates, sweetheart. Two stars always meant to be together, now collided. I love you. Now... please stop talking."
I wanted my fucking of Sarah to be all about her so I held back my pleasure so far as I could while pounding her tight cunt, using all my weight to pile drive a stiff cock deep inside her. I felt her open like a rose in bloom, both physically relaxed and mentally calm.
She felt complaint and content being that, whining on my outward stroke, sighing when I slammed my cock home. I fucked Sarah for ages, helping her body release tension through the iron rod that conducted her anxiety away. She pushed her ass back as far as my weight resting on her allowed but I didn't mind because it seemed to make my beloved feel better.
I withdrew my cock and tapped her three times on the ass cheeks.
"Upstairs to the bedroom, quickly now Sarah... be a good girl."
"Thank you, Greg."
I had accessed the naughty slut deep inside her that caused so much conflict and dilemma in a woman otherwise astute and well-balanced. The girl inside was a much younger version of Sarah, willful, slutty, and stubborn but obedient when treated properly by a firm hand or hard cock when needed.
"I love you, Greg."
"I love you too, sweetheart."
"Am I being good enough?"
"Do you feel happy?"
"Yes. More than I have in years."
"Then you are being good."
Sarah lay naked on her back, with both legs wide apart, enjoying her full exposure to me. She pulled back hard using both hands clenching behind the knees, pressing her legs wider. It opened her slit wide and I saw enormous pink fleshy lips, dangling like the most delicious fruit in her garden.
"Can you fuck me now and lick me later? I'll shower first so it's not messy down there."
"I want to see you orgasm sweetheart. We'll deal with everything else as it comes."
"Or cums?"
"Is cumming inside you okay?"
"I wouldn't have it any other way, Greg."
I lay between her legs, placing my palms flat on the bed either side of her head. When my cock end re-entered Sarah's pussy hole it felt like the entrance seal sucked hard, as though kissing and welcoming me home.
I stared at her, shocked, and she grinned back, delighting in my surprise.
"I can do all sorts of strange and wonderful things with my cunt, Greg. I have unusually powerful muscles and good control of them. Maybe it's to do with having an oversized sex organ."
"It's definitely not oversized inside."
"Please cum inside me, Greg. I want us to cuddle after you're satisfied."
"I won't last long now. It's the love in your face that will empty my load."
"Put me on it, please Greg."
I plowed my cock deep inside her pussy, enjoying Sarah's frown and the desperate expression on her face that needed my approval. She looked deeply satisfied when my cock plunged deep inside, massaging her cervix.
She rolled through peaks and troughs of pleasure waves like a sturdy boat tacking high seas, but when her orgasm piqued, she shuddered and stirred like a capsized dinghy, rolling wherever the tsunami of my love sent her.
"I'm cumming right now, Greg."
"I know."
"Please cum as well."
"I will."
Her face contorted into a lewd collage of love, romance, and fiery sex when her final orgasm, a tumult of emotions that fused us together, sucked my semen from its reservoir of love.
Sarah knew I was cumming, rejoicing in the mask of my delight that satisfied her need for a love everlasting. My cock jerked violently inside her clenching, tight hole as every drop of my seed squirted deep inside the pink cathedral of the woman I loved as she milked me dry.
When I rolled over, sated and exhausted, she came with me, riding high on my cock with arms reaching up to the ceiling, while she ground a climax out on my pubic bone, extending both our pleasure.
"I can feel your last twitches deep inside me."
"Sarah, that felt... well, it... umm. I, err."
"What is it, Greg?"
"It felt spiritual for me."
I saw tears welling in Sarah's eyes as she bowed down until our foreheads tapped gently. Her hair enveloped my face, occupying all senses, taste, smell, sight, sound, and touch.
"We're hard-wired now, Sarah. That's for sure."
"It's like you said, lover. We are soulmates and I definitely feel that inside me."
"Are you sure it's not just my cock you feel?"
"Not unless you've suddenly learned how to tickle my mind and create a buzzing noise inside with the tip of your cock."
Sarah rested her head sideways on my chest and I knew her gentle movements around aimed to find my heartbeat. When she sighed, I knew that target was acquired and she wriggled her ass slightly, desperate to retain my softening cock inside her pussy.
"What did you feel most of all when you came inside me, Greg?"
"A furnace of love."
"But what actual thoughts ran through your head?"
"A walk, hand in hand through fields of golden corn, then you and I making love in the sun, your heels shuddering on my dashboard, and a baby."
"A baby?"
"I felt an overwhelming desire to get you pregnant."
"That's common for men before and during copulation."
"I still feel it now."
Sarah raised her head, with a furrowed brow and quizzical expression. Her mouth made an odd twist as though she wasn't sure I meant it.
"Are you sure, Greg? It hasn't been long since we met."
"We should wait until the time is right, but I've said it before and meant it."
"You want to raise a family with me?"
"Yes, of course, and I'd like to be the best friend I can to Alice and Jack."
"I always wanted more children, Greg. Perhaps I won't know when to stop."
"Shall we sleep now and figure it all out over eggs in the morning sweetheart?"
"Yes please, Greg. That's a very ironic way to discuss my eggs though"
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Lovely! Great finish.
Yes yes yes yeeeeeeesss! Beautiful build up and what a crescendo of an ending. Thank you Kate