Chapter 51

Aleck

Before her orgasm subsided, I already lifted her up off my dick and pulled her wet pussy down back onto my mouth. I love eating her pussy. I love how she tastes. I love how she smells; it’s heavenly scented, with a heavenly scent, and I love how she responds to my lips and tongue. She was panting and moaning, and I could feel her clit swelling against my tongue. As her pussy went into another intense orgasm spasm.

“Ah! Oh, fuckkkkkk!” She moaned as more of her sweet love juices flowed into my mouth.

After she calmed down, she lifted herself off my face. “Now, what I really need is your cock in me,” she said as she sank down my body. I watched as she spread her pussy lips with one hand and closed her eyes, almost going into a trance, and slowly slid all the way down to my root. Her pussy was still having involuntary contractions from her orgasm. Her movements were slow, deliberate, and intense, squeezing, releasing, milking, rocking, and riding my cock. It was like she was meditating and doing yoga, using the root of my cock as her pivot point.

After about ten minutes of this blissful, meditative fuck, she opened her eyes and looked at me. “Get the other one in here,” she said, moving her hips faster. Her hands in her hair, pulling and tugging, I knew she was close again, so I let her. When she started rubbing her clit, I knew where she was headed.

“Oh, fuck, Aleck! I'm cuuumm...ming,” she gasped, getting so lost in her orgasm she had a hard time getting that last word out.

I pushed her hips down on mine in time with her breathing, impaling my cock even deeper into her sweet honey pot while she gushed, breath after breath, after heavy gasping breath. Her pussy was still having involuntary pulsations from her orgasm. I thrust up into her harder. "Oh, fuckkkkkk!" I sat up with her and fucked into her harder, her nails biting into my shoulder.

“I'm going to cum,” I said. She sat up instantly, pulling off and taking me into her mouth. I fisted her hair as she worked her tongue around me. "Fuck, just like that, baby girl!" She sped up her movements, and I came with a groan, emptying in her mouth. She sat up and looked at me and smiled. I pulled her into me, taking her mouth.

“I love you, Baby Girl.”
“I love you, too, Aleck.”

When the door opened and Dean came in, he just looked at us and rolled his eyes. He came over and lay beside us. “What have the two of you been up to?” he asked as if he didn’t already know and see us. She grabbed him. He tried sitting up, but she grabbed his shirt. He looked around her and looked at me.

“You’ve been in here for almost an hour. Why is she still holding onto me?”

I pulled away and stood up. “She still wants more,” I said, walking out of the room and leaving them. She had already thrown him onto the bed when I walked out.

Dean

I knew they were fucking, and it didn’t bother me. “I need more,” she said in a whisper.
“How many times did you cum?” I asked, caressing her body. I removed my shirt and looked at her.

“Not enough,” she said, and I couldn’t help but laugh, flipping her over on her back and going down to her sweet juices. She was on her back, legs wide open, mouth on her clit, and two fingers pumping in and out of her pussy. I could see her face, flush with excitement, the gleam in her eyes, the contented smile as she was being eaten and fingered, her lovely breasts moving up and down faster and faster as her breathing was getting heavier, and her perfect nipples standing at attention, and couldn’t resist the urge to tug on them as she moaned.

She was getting closer to her orgasm. What she likes most after an orgasm is to be well fucked. Her breathing got faster, shallower, and more irregular. Her jaw fell open a bit. Her stomach and abdomen started jumping a little. She was right on the edge, and, without a doubt, suddenly, she froze and completely stopped breathing for a few moments. Her abdomen started pulsing, and her breathing came back with a whoosh. She started gasping and bucking off the bed. I stopped licking her clit and focused on fingering her. Fuck, she was having a full-body orgasm. This was a first.

I sat up and undid my jeans. There was no slow entry. I went in balls deep with one plunge. Her pussy welcomed my dick, clamping down on me with a perfect grip.

“Oh, fuckkkkkk!” She screamed, grabbing her breast.
“Is this what you needed, princess?” I asked her as I thrust into her.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned between breaths.

She knew if she wanted sweet and tender, Aleck would give that to her. If she wanted to be fucked, she knew when to let go. Her clit was still quite sensitive from cumming. I didn’t go easy. Getting fucked while her after-orgasm spasms are still going on is very powerful for a woman, and I didn't want to miss out on that. I looked into her eyes, tuned into her breathing. I had a good read on her.

I could still feel the heat and the pulses from her orgasm. She could too. I pulled out and slammed back into her, and her eyes opened wide. I could feel the pulses even stronger. The first three inches of a woman's pussy are the most sensitive, so I didn't want to back out yet. I pulled back. I did that, in and out, in and out, in and out, for a few breaths, and she was getting into it. Suddenly, her pussy got a lot wetter, and her breathing changed, moving into high gear.

“Fuck me, Dean!” She said, begging me to fuck her, and I knew she needed it hard and deep. I gave her what she asked for. I continued pounding into her, hard, hot stroke after hard, hot stroke, again and again, and all she did was moan.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum, Dean,” she said in a whisper. I knew she was getting close to orgasm. I could see it in her eyes. I played with her clit as her breathing hastened, and her body started to tense. Her body began quaking, and she gripped the sheets tighter. Her orgasm was erupting. Her first reflex response was to close her eyes, but she opened them right away and continued to look into mine, including me in her orgasm. She didn't moan or say a word and only gasped quietly. Her chest heaved for about a dozen breaths. Even though this was a quiet orgasm for her, I could tell she was feeling it deeply.

When her breathing calmed down and her grip relaxed, I knew she was done cumming. I put my arms around her and gently kissed her. “I love you, princess, but I need you,” I said, and she nodded. I felt something twitch around my cock. She was squeezing and releasing my dick with her pussy muscles. “Fuck, cut that out, princess!” I said, slamming into her harder and faster.

“Oh god, so good, cum in me, Dean, cum in my pussy!” she said, tugging her nipples. Fuck, she knew how to throw me off balance. I felt an orgasm building in me that had to happen.

“Fuck, I’m cumming!” I started pumping into her with longer strokes.
“Give it to me, Dean! I need your cum! Fill me up!”

“Fuck,” I groaned as I came. I started pumping her again, matching my thrusts with my cum spurts. I leaned over, taking her mouth, kissing her long, hard, and deep.

Aleck came back and found us right where he left us, naked and a sweaty mess. He just shook his head.

“Mom and Dad will be here tomorrow morning,” he said, walking out the door.
“Come on, princess, time for a shower and time for you to get some rest. Tomorrow we'll deal with everything else,” I said, kissing her forehead.
“Okay,” she said quietly.