#cumcovered

I’m well and truly back. I couldn’t get enough last night, keeping my second lover here until the early hours.

When he arrived, I was sprawled across the sofa with my body exposed and my wand between my thighs. He was very quickly inside me, only pulling out to cum on my mound.

Taking him upstairs shortly after, I was soon on my knees. I was worshipping his cock, sucking with hunger until he was standing to attention once again, strong, stiff and ready to give it to me. Climbing up onto the bed, positioned on all fours with my legs parted, he climbed up too, kneeling behind me. Taking me by the waist, he fucked me from behind as I let one hand slip beneath me, rubbing as he took me. I needed my orgasm and as I reached my climax, he continued to fuck, picking up the pace a little until pulling out and painting my ass.

I wasn’t ready to clean up, my love of cum making me want to wear it. Placing a towel down to lay on, I let his fingers tease my pussy as we talked. A few gentle orgasms later, I needed something more.

Stroking his cock as his fingers danced between my thighs, I got him standing to attention one more time. Inviting him on top of me, guiding his cock inside me, in my mind I knew what I was missing. “Don’t pull out this time”. His hard cock started fucking me, my pussy sensitive from so much attention. He kept it gentle for quite some time, however, the pace picked up and continued to pick up. Fucking me hard and strong, he was much longer to cum, needing some encouragement. More than happy to talk dirty, I was telling him to give it to me and not to stop, taking it harder and harder until I was almost pleading with him to fill me. Hot, sweaty and using all his energy, he let out a little name calling followed by a long grunt and a deep thrust of his throbbing cock.