Holly and Me

By Unholy1

I walked into the bedroom, there sitting on my bed was a beautiful woman in a black body stocking, and she smiled at me as she saw me walk into the room. Standing up she revealed the hole strategically placed in the crotch of her outfit. Her arms outstretched as she floated towards me, her breast bouncing slightly with each step. I wrapped my arms around her as she got within my grasp and pulled her against my body, placing my lips against hers, kissing her softly.

As we stood there kissing, her hands reached down to my belt, reaching the buckle she undid my belt and then my jeans, letting them fall to the floor around my knees, I had not bothered to wear any boxers so I stood there naked from the waist down kissing her. Her hands wrapping around my stiff, throbbing cock, stroking it gently, bringing me to the brink of an orgasm. While she was busy with my cock, I moved my hands down her back and onto her ass, squeezing those two luscious globes softly, before lifting her up in my arms, forcing her to move her hands back up around my neck and wrapping her legs around my waist to support her body. It was then that I surprised her by sliding my cock in one deep thrust straight into her pussy right to the hilt, she moaned loudly as her clit ground against my pubic bone.

Holding her in my arms, I began to bounce her up and down on my cock, grunting along with her moans as she bottoms out on my cock, I bend my head down slightly and take one of her breasts into my mouth through the nylon body stocking, biting down on her nipple. Its not long before I feel her body tense up and the rippling of her pussy around my cock, I hear her scream into my ear as a flood of warm liquid washes over my cock, which is to much for me and I feel my cum spraying deep into her pussy, rope after rope of hot, thick cum painting the walls of her pussy.

I fall backwards onto the bed with her on top of me, my cock still buried in her pussy, are juices mixing at where we’re joined. Our eyes meet and we kiss again, softly our tongues meet each other and dance a slow tango with each other, I can feel her breast mashed against my chest, her breathing slowing returning to normal. She whispers something in my ear, which brings a smile to my face, and I can only reply.

“I love you too Holly”