I slowly ran both of my hands up Stacey’s back until I reached the back of her neck. I instictively grabbed her by her hair and gently pulled it backwards until her head was lifted and her face pointed at the ceiling.
“Tell me how bad you want me,” I said, as Stacey smiled with pleasure.
“Oh my god,” she exclaimed. “I need you so bad. I need you, Jarrod. I need you right now.”
I pulled Stacey’s shirt off over her head and threw it on the floor, while she reached down and unbuckled my belt, and I raised my hips so that she could pull my pants off.
Stacey stood up in front of me and stared at me seductively as she slowly slid her pants down, wiggling her hips from side to side to help pull them off of her curvaceous lower half. I stared in amazement at her mesmerizing, nude body as she slowly walked towards me and leaned over to kiss me once again. I ran my hands up the sides of her legs as she climbed on top of me and pushed me inside of her.
It was even more thrilling than the first time. Stacey and I had an emotional connection that seemed to heighten the experience beyond the usual limits of sex. Every moment was enhanced by our adulation. Every thrust was accented by our affection. We kissed with a passion that I had never experienced before, and we moaned in harmony with each other. It was the most erotic experience of my life. The perfect combination of fucking and making love, and even after two and a half hours, and Stacey exploding in orgasmic bliss three times, I never wanted it to end. ©
FROZEN SECRETS – July 2nd