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.“That was incredible.” I bucked up beneath him.“And it doesn’t feel like it’s over yet.”“It’s not.” He slid back and thrust into me again, his hard flesh stroking against me intimately and feeling deliciously raw.Wanting to touch more of his skin, I started to bunch up the fabric of his shirt until I had enough of it to pull over his head.He lifted his arms so I could pull it off completely, and I tossed it over the side of the bed.Now his chest was bare, and I stroked my hands over the muscular planes and coarse hair.When he pressed it down toward my breasts, I reached around to caress his smooth back.His weight was resting on me now more fully, pushing me into the mattress, but I loved the feel of his hot, sweaty heaviness.His thrusts became shorter and faster, and I rocked my pelvis up against his motion—my clit getting good friction from his pubic bone.“God, it’s so good,” I gasped, as I felt another orgasm building up at my center.“Fuck, yeah.” Josh was panting hotly against the skin of my neck, holding enough of his weight on his elbows to keep me from smothering beneath him.“So good.”I scratched lines down his back as the pressure inside me intensified, and a matching pressure in my chest deepened at his raspy words.I was huffing out little sounds of effort and pleasure, repeated sounds of “Eh heh!”“You feel so good, Leslie,” Josh muttered.“So good, so good.”My huffs turned into something close to sobs as strong emotion swelled and mingled with the tense pleasure.“Gonna come.Again.”He made a rough sound in his throat and fell out of rhythm for a moment, his hips pistoning against mine, his cock sliding wetly inside me.Wanting to feel the motion of his ass in every way, I groped down until I could feel the clenching muscles beneath my fingers.Then my climax surged forward, and I clawed at his bare ass.With a few more thrusts and wriggles, the tension in me shattered.I swallowed over my shout of release, humming out stifled sounds as the pleasure pulsed through my body.Josh was right behind me—pushing into me with a few last jerks and then freezing with a twisted look of pained concentration.He let out a rough, lingering groan as he came too.We were both panting when he collapsed over me after taking care of the condom, giving me his whole weight for just a minute as he pressed little kisses against my throat.I stroked his back and butt—where I’d clawed ragged lines down his skin—and squirmed contentedly until he became too heavy for me to remain comfortable.“Josh,” I whispered, pulling on his hair.“Yeah.I’m moving.” He sounded wiped out.And he didn’t move.Giggling a little, I tried again.“Josh.You’re not exactly light, you know.”He gave an agonized groan and managed to roll off me, stretching out on his back in a debauched sprawl.I immediately rolled over and draped myself over him, resting my cheek against his shoulder.Josh chuckled.“I guess I’m not supposed to complain about this new position.”“You sure as hell better not say I’m not light,” I said with a scowl.“I might occasionally be clueless, but I’m not that stupid.”I was smiling, and it felt like he was smiling too.“So is this just a birthday thing, or do you think you’d want to do it again?”“The spankings, you mean?”“No.I mean the sex.”I looked up at his face and saw a question in his eyes.It wasn’t an urgent or a needy or a pushy question, though.Just pleasantly curious.I wondered what it would be like to be so laidback about sex, about relationships.I wondered if I had it in me to approach it in the same way.Then I decided I might as well try, since it meant great sex and no complications.I could be that person, if I wanted to.“I might just want to do it again, if you’re still interested.”He gave a soft huff of amusement.“I’m definitely interested.I think I could fuck you forever and keep finding new things to appreciate.”And, I’ve got to say, those words, on top of the sex we’d just had, were the perfect way to end my thirty-ninth birthday.SevenFor the next two months, we got together for sex.At first, I had to call him, since he’d made it clear the ball was entirely in my court.But I found that situation awkward and uncomfortable, and I felt weird about calling more than once a week.Maybe it says something about my nature, but having that kind of hot sex only once a week didn’t feel like quite enough.I kept thinking about it in between times.Fantasizing about what we’d do when next we got together.But Josh was very careful about always keeping it casual, so I wasn’t about to make him think that I was getting too clingy with him.Then, after we’d gotten together once a week for a month, I had the bright idea of asking about our next date as I was leaving his place.In conversation, it was easier, less like I was arranging for services.Since he seemed to like the idea of getting together sooner¸ we made a date for just three days later.I’m calling them dates, but they weren’t really dates.I’d go over to his place.We’d chat for a while and have sex.Then I happened to mention that I needed to start running again, and I was going to try to get back into shape, and he said I could come run with him, if I wanted.So that was why, on a Thursday at about five-thirty in the evening, we were both running on the track at the park where we’d first started talking.He was keeping pace with me, but I knew he could go faster.I’d been slowly building back my endurance in the last few weeks, but I wasn’t nearly in the condition I’d been a few years ago, when I’d been running regularly.After a few circles around the park, I had to slow down.I was drenched in sweat, my breathing was ragged, and my entire body burned.“Pretty good,” Josh said, slowing down with me.“You did even better than last time.”“Yeah.It was just great.” My tone would have been sarcastic, but the breathlessness got in the way.“Damn, I’m out of shape.”“You’re doing fine.” He’d broken out in a sweat, but he barely looked winded.“I’ve got to cool down.You can keep going, if you want, though.I don’t mind waiting for you.”“Nah.I ran this morning, so I’m good.”We did a cool down lap and then walked over to our cars [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.“That was incredible.” I bucked up beneath him.“And it doesn’t feel like it’s over yet.”“It’s not.” He slid back and thrust into me again, his hard flesh stroking against me intimately and feeling deliciously raw.Wanting to touch more of his skin, I started to bunch up the fabric of his shirt until I had enough of it to pull over his head.He lifted his arms so I could pull it off completely, and I tossed it over the side of the bed.Now his chest was bare, and I stroked my hands over the muscular planes and coarse hair.When he pressed it down toward my breasts, I reached around to caress his smooth back.His weight was resting on me now more fully, pushing me into the mattress, but I loved the feel of his hot, sweaty heaviness.His thrusts became shorter and faster, and I rocked my pelvis up against his motion—my clit getting good friction from his pubic bone.“God, it’s so good,” I gasped, as I felt another orgasm building up at my center.“Fuck, yeah.” Josh was panting hotly against the skin of my neck, holding enough of his weight on his elbows to keep me from smothering beneath him.“So good.”I scratched lines down his back as the pressure inside me intensified, and a matching pressure in my chest deepened at his raspy words.I was huffing out little sounds of effort and pleasure, repeated sounds of “Eh heh!”“You feel so good, Leslie,” Josh muttered.“So good, so good.”My huffs turned into something close to sobs as strong emotion swelled and mingled with the tense pleasure.“Gonna come.Again.”He made a rough sound in his throat and fell out of rhythm for a moment, his hips pistoning against mine, his cock sliding wetly inside me.Wanting to feel the motion of his ass in every way, I groped down until I could feel the clenching muscles beneath my fingers.Then my climax surged forward, and I clawed at his bare ass.With a few more thrusts and wriggles, the tension in me shattered.I swallowed over my shout of release, humming out stifled sounds as the pleasure pulsed through my body.Josh was right behind me—pushing into me with a few last jerks and then freezing with a twisted look of pained concentration.He let out a rough, lingering groan as he came too.We were both panting when he collapsed over me after taking care of the condom, giving me his whole weight for just a minute as he pressed little kisses against my throat.I stroked his back and butt—where I’d clawed ragged lines down his skin—and squirmed contentedly until he became too heavy for me to remain comfortable.“Josh,” I whispered, pulling on his hair.“Yeah.I’m moving.” He sounded wiped out.And he didn’t move.Giggling a little, I tried again.“Josh.You’re not exactly light, you know.”He gave an agonized groan and managed to roll off me, stretching out on his back in a debauched sprawl.I immediately rolled over and draped myself over him, resting my cheek against his shoulder.Josh chuckled.“I guess I’m not supposed to complain about this new position.”“You sure as hell better not say I’m not light,” I said with a scowl.“I might occasionally be clueless, but I’m not that stupid.”I was smiling, and it felt like he was smiling too.“So is this just a birthday thing, or do you think you’d want to do it again?”“The spankings, you mean?”“No.I mean the sex.”I looked up at his face and saw a question in his eyes.It wasn’t an urgent or a needy or a pushy question, though.Just pleasantly curious.I wondered what it would be like to be so laidback about sex, about relationships.I wondered if I had it in me to approach it in the same way.Then I decided I might as well try, since it meant great sex and no complications.I could be that person, if I wanted to.“I might just want to do it again, if you’re still interested.”He gave a soft huff of amusement.“I’m definitely interested.I think I could fuck you forever and keep finding new things to appreciate.”And, I’ve got to say, those words, on top of the sex we’d just had, were the perfect way to end my thirty-ninth birthday.SevenFor the next two months, we got together for sex.At first, I had to call him, since he’d made it clear the ball was entirely in my court.But I found that situation awkward and uncomfortable, and I felt weird about calling more than once a week.Maybe it says something about my nature, but having that kind of hot sex only once a week didn’t feel like quite enough.I kept thinking about it in between times.Fantasizing about what we’d do when next we got together.But Josh was very careful about always keeping it casual, so I wasn’t about to make him think that I was getting too clingy with him.Then, after we’d gotten together once a week for a month, I had the bright idea of asking about our next date as I was leaving his place.In conversation, it was easier, less like I was arranging for services.Since he seemed to like the idea of getting together sooner¸ we made a date for just three days later.I’m calling them dates, but they weren’t really dates.I’d go over to his place.We’d chat for a while and have sex.Then I happened to mention that I needed to start running again, and I was going to try to get back into shape, and he said I could come run with him, if I wanted.So that was why, on a Thursday at about five-thirty in the evening, we were both running on the track at the park where we’d first started talking.He was keeping pace with me, but I knew he could go faster.I’d been slowly building back my endurance in the last few weeks, but I wasn’t nearly in the condition I’d been a few years ago, when I’d been running regularly.After a few circles around the park, I had to slow down.I was drenched in sweat, my breathing was ragged, and my entire body burned.“Pretty good,” Josh said, slowing down with me.“You did even better than last time.”“Yeah.It was just great.” My tone would have been sarcastic, but the breathlessness got in the way.“Damn, I’m out of shape.”“You’re doing fine.” He’d broken out in a sweat, but he barely looked winded.“I’ve got to cool down.You can keep going, if you want, though.I don’t mind waiting for you.”“Nah.I ran this morning, so I’m good.”We did a cool down lap and then walked over to our cars [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]