My reward for being brave. Part III

Those words echoed in my head and triggered the best orgasm I’ve ever had in my life. I didn’t know where I was or who I was, I just felt the force of a thousand stars exploding inside me, the walls of her vagina were contracting and relaxing a lot, she was also having an orgasm with me, but suddenly I heard a whisper that told me; let’s go for dessert, that only meant one thing, she wanted more play, but I was already a thousand, only one thing could control me. She grabbed my wrists and with surprising strength she turned me around and got on top of me, riding me like a cowgirl. I was still a little hard, but not as hard as she would like, then she moved a little and started kissing me, my mouth, my chest, my navel and she got to my penis, with her hand she rubbed the base and with her mouth she cleaned a few remains of my semen, since most of it had remained inside her.

It didn’t take long for her to get what she was looking for, a hardness sufficient to get back into action. She was returning along the path she had gone down and was already in front of me again, on top of me with her warm vagina rubbing against my penis.

Little by little and with great skill without using his hands he managed to get the tip closer to his entrance and get it all in, but he did it very hard which made me moan deliciously. As he did so he looked at me, smiled mischievously and said:

  • I hope you last this time.

She started moving fast, she wanted to make me come again and very soon. After all, she had already had three orgasms and I had only had one. She was biting my ear, kissing my neck and moving like crazy, but this time I had more control over my body.

The hardest part was when she would stand up and her breasts would bounce with her movements. The view was sublime, her perfect body moving with me inside it, her wicked little face, happy to be able to torture me and her bouncing breasts, it was an image I had dreamed of many times and now I was there.

Whenever I could, I would grab her buttocks or her hips. I loved to feel her rocking back and forth in my hands, but she would take them away from me and grab my wrists and put them over my head. On those occasions, she would move even more and I felt like I was going to come at any moment, but I managed to hold on. Our faces face to face demonstrated the struggle we had, she to make me come and I to hold on.

Suddenly, the tables turned, I started to see signs that a new orgasm was coming for her, so I freed my wrists, hugged her from behind, bringing her towards me so that her arms were between her chest and mine. She lost all the control she had, or that I made her believe she had, rather.

At that moment she was trying to get free, but I wouldn’t let her. I lifted my hips to lift her up and started pumping really fast, I wanted us to cum again. Her trying hard to get free made me more excited and she got really excited too. After about five minutes of going in and out at high speed, moaning like crazy, screaming, her scratching my chest, me on her back, in an ecstasy without comparison in which our bodies moved uncontrollably, as she told me later, like a blender without a lid. Together, we again achieved another wonderful orgasm. I exploded inside her and she exploded on me, we were soaked, dead tired and exhausted, she on top of me, hugging each other.

When we caught our breath we did it a couple more times, these times we weren’t fighting, but we were accomplices, we got to know each other’s tastes very well. Then once again in the bathroom, while we were washing ourselves, I lifted her up and penetrated her very gently while the water ran over our bodies. Exhausted, that night we slept embraced and naked.

The next day, we started a great trip through several places in my country, in which we did it again every time we could, we didn’t care if it was a public or private place.

At the end of the trip, we had to make a decision. She returned to her country to finish her degree, but every time she had vacations she came to visit me. After graduating, she moved here, I helped her find a good job and soon after we got married. Now every time I want to eat with my accomplice I do it and every time she craves it she asks for it too. Her body is an extension of mine and mine of hers. I simply cannot be more grateful for having had the courage to ask her to come visit me.

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