It's long past time I got back to the Katie reminiscence, I think - parts 1-5 are listed to the left in my archives if you're not familiar with this - I'll expect you back here once you've caught up. There may be a couple of bridging episodes so that I can relate the events properly (rather than just skipping straight to the sex), but bear with me, there's lots to come. Here we go...

Katie was still shuddering intensely, her legs high over my shoulders, my cock deep inside her, throbbing deliciously as I felt the last of my spunk pouring into her cunt, her own wetness streaming down my erection, flooding over my balls, dripping onto the bed as we came together. It had been an incredible, intense orgasm for both of us, not just the result of the evening's events, but the release of years of sexual tension between us - all the mutual lust exchanged over countless emails, letters, flirting sexually as platonic, lustful friends for as long as we could remember - all this was finally out in the open, in it's most raw sense - my cock thrusting hard into her cunt, my spunk spurting deep inside her, filling her up, her wetness gushing down my erection, our orgasms feeding off each other...

I could barely think - my body was alive with sensation, my head filled with lust for her, trying somehow to process the idea of her naked underneath me like this, trembling and shuddering with sexual pleasure, her cunt dripping wet around my erection, my hard penis still pulsating inside her rhythmically as I came down from my orgasm.

Katie looked up at me, her face flushed and filled with lust, her body still moving under mine, keeping my cock inside her. "...fucking hell..." she grinned, "that was just... god...". She reached up and grabbed my hair, tugging me down to kiss her passionately, her wet cunt still squeezing around my cock as we kissed, long, hard and lustfully. Finally we collapsed onto the bed together, giggling dirtily, my cock slipping out of her cunt, both of us breathless, laying next to each other on the bed, neither of us knowing quite what to say...

I'd expected to be embarrassed, maybe regretting the whole thing, but I lay back catching my breath, covered in sweat, just feeling smug and happy and satisfied - shouldn't I have felt at least a little bit guilty? I glanced over to her, and felt relieved when I saw her laying there pretty much the same, a huge grin across her face, not a trace of guilt, clearly feeling really good, wallowing in the sensations. I rolled a quick cigarette, lighting it and passing it to her, and she snuggled up for a few minutes, pressing herself against me as we indulged in the afterglow, talking lazily, sipping a little more wine. Neither of us were rushing to get dressed, and as we snuggled close, there was no room for doubt - we both wanted more, and the night was still young. Finishing our cigarette, I leaned over her to kiss her, and she responded sensually, her body molding into mine, pushing and moving gently together, as we began to make love again...

to be continued...
Mood: horny
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