Chapter 19

We both got under the covers and lay side by side, each of us trying to get our breath back. After a few minutes, I heard the soft purring of Sarah’s breath which told me she had drifted off to sleep. I was not sure if it was a compliment, or not.

Had I fucked her so much that she was tired or was it just she was bored?

I lay back and let her sleep. I am not sure if I drifted off for a few minutes. The sound of a car moving outside woke me up. I looked at the clock it was early evening. The room reeked of sex.

I looked around, the box of condoms she had bought with her was now nearly empty and the bin was full of empty wrappers and rolled-up used johnnies. My cock felt used and abused and my balls felt drained.

It had been one hell of a session. My thighs were burning, and I needed to pee.

I slipped out of bed and used the toilet, then I washed my hands and my face as well as giving my cock a once over with a flannel. Then I headed back into the bedroom. Sarah was awake.

“Oh sorry, did I wake you?” I asked as I slide under the covers. We kissed, and her eyes were wide open and bright.

“You didn’t, I need to pee” at the same time her stomach rumbled.

“Are you hungry?” I asked and kissed her ears and her neck.

“I am, and I could kill a cup of tea,” she said with a smile.

“Do you fancy a bacon and eggs sandwich?” I asked

“I would love one please, but I really need a pee and shower, is that okay?” she said, and her hand slid under the covers and stroked my flaccid cock.

Then she bolted out of the bed, and I watched her big sexy arse bounce out of the room.

“Sorry, needs must” she shouted over her shoulder.

I put on some boxers and a t-shirt and headed down to the kitchen.

I put bacon on the grill and water in the kettle. I took a carton of orange juice and poured a glass and drank it down in one. All that exercise had given me a thirst. I heard the shower running and the toilet flush.

The house was warm which was could because outside the rain was hammering down and it looked stormy.

I waited until I heard Sarah come out of the shower before I made the tea and fried the eggs. Sarah came down, dressed just in my dressing gown. She had that lovely just-out-of-the-shower glow.

She put her arms around me and kissed me as I made up the sandwiches. We sat at the table and tucked into the food. The was silence as we ate, when she had finished, she smile and took a sip of tea.

“That was lovely,” she said and smiled again.

“Okay thanks,” I replied, “but do you mean the butty or the sex?”

She did a theatrical ponder for a second or two,

“Both, you are one hell of a lover,” and she blushed a little, “it been a while since I have felt so used and abused and at the same time so sated”

“Well, I must say it was the best session I have had in a long time” I replied honestly

“And there seems to be nothing wrong with your equipment” she giggled, “absolutely nothing at all!”

“Well thank you, ma’am,” I said standing up, she took the hint and stood up at the same time We embraced and kissed, a soft gentle kiss that worked up to a full-on snog. After a few minutes, she pushed me away.

“I have made a huge mistake,” she said, and my heart sank...

“I didn’t bring enough rubbers!” she continued.

And my face lit up with a beaming smile.

I took her by the hand and led her back up to my bedroom. We got into bed, and we had a kiss and a cuddle for a few minutes.

“Are you stopping over?” I asked

“If you don’t mind, but I need to be home by nine o’clock,” she said, and I could sense the sadness in her voice.

“I would love you to stop over.”

The kissing and cuddling ramped up through the gears ... Kissing and cuddling led to touching and feeling Then we moved effortlessly into a sixty-nine. Sarah rolled me onto my back and then she straddled my face. I gripped her hips and pulled her fresh-smelling pussy onto my face and started to French kiss her.

“Oh, fuck you do have a great tongue” Sarah moaned. She was soon grinding her fanny onto my face.

I licked and lapped at her folds, and it did not take long for her juices to flow. She did not take my cock into her mouth straight away, she seemed to want to enjoy the feeling of my tongue as it worked in and out of her sex.

I was five minutes into my oral attack on her cunt when I felt her shift and she slurped my semi-hard cock into her mouth. She held me still, between her lips, it seemed like an age before the tip of her tongue soon started to lick around the rim of my mushroom-shaped helmet.

She deep-throated me and at the same time, I felt her fingers massaging my balls.

As I licked and lapped at her pussy, I ran the tip of my right-hand index finger up and down the crack of her arse. I soon had it pressed into her arsehole. She didn’t break her stride or ask me to stop, and I soon had my finger in as far as the first knuckle. She let out a little grunt of excitement as I started to finger fuck her arsehole.

I felt her lips sliding up and down my cock, and each time she got to its crown she suckled it. The sensation was incredible. If I had not been shagging so much all day, I was sure I would have exploded in her mouth.

I kept up my relentless work on her pussy, kissing, sucking and licking.

I felt her lips slip off my cock and Sarah let out a low moan.

“You are on dirty fucker” she groaned, “and I fucking love it”

I didn’t reply I just kept up eating her pussy, I felt her body change position slightly and her clit was in my eye line. I attacked it, starting off, I have always thought it was a good idea to go slow. Dance around the clit with my tongue, or lightly graze it to start building up the sensation and to amplify the pleasure.

I worked up to a decent pace very slowly, licking and lapping with the very tip of my tongue.

At the same time, I was pistoning my index finger in and out of her tight little anus.

Sarah slurped my cock back into her warm mouth and started to fellate me. Up And down her head bobbed up and down with a nice slow tempo, her lips formed a tight O seal around my shaft.

I worked harder and harder on her clit. Her body started to move, quivering and shuddering, I had to take my finger out of her bum and hold her hips to stop her from slipping off me.

Sarah began breathing deeply, and I felt her stomach muscles tighten.

I licked her love button for a few minutes more and then moved my tongue all the way down to her arsehole, then back up to her clit. She gasped and groaned. I ran my tongue back down to her Bumhole and lapped at it.

She gasped again as I ran the tip around her arsehole a few times before moving back up to her gushing pussy. I ran my tongue along the length of her slit, savouring her tangy, sweet juice. She was gushing now, coating my face in her tasty nectar.

“Ohh, my God, yes! Eat my pussy Zak, you fucking bastard!” Sarah called out to me. She had given up sucking my cock now, but it was okay with me. I was only interested in making her cum now, it was the only thought in my head I pushed my face as far as it would go into Sarah’s pussy and licked and sucked her wet slit with wild abandon. I ran my tongue along her slit and chewed on her lust-thickened love lips. I explored the folds of her cunt, making sure I got all the juices that glistened there.

I kissed her pussy, my lips smacking loudly as she moaned and ground herself into my face. My nose penetrated her while I licked her slit from end to end, and Sarah began to really moan as my tongue discovered her swollen clit. I licked Sarah’s clit as if it was an ice cream cone, kissing and sucking it into my mouth. I traced little circles around it with my tongue, before sucking it hard, using the tips of my teeth to scrape the top of it. My face was covered in her nectar, my nose full of her aroma. Sarah was almost delirious, moaning and trembling, getting close to the edge. Her moans and groans echoed around the room as I worked harder and harder on her sex.