I Know What You Need

Jennifer awoke in the early morning hours and, easing from the bed so as not to awaken Craig, ran to the bathroom to tend to her needs. When she returned, she stood in the doorway studying the body of her sleeping lover.

He was beautiful; no question about that. But he was also totally indulgent of her desires while protecting her. At moments like this, she loved him more than she wanted to admit.

She climbed back into the bed, and brushed her fingers over his semi-erect member. Even at half-mast, it was impressive. She grasped it gently and let her tongue slide over it slowly. She covered it from head to root, tasting the residue of her juices from their last fuck. He quickly hardened completely as she began sucking him in earnest. He still hadn’t awakened and she wondered if she could get him to come without waking him up.

As much as she loved the feel of his cock in her mouth, the way the veins felt against her lips and tongue; the taste of his pre-cum; even the smell of him; she wanted to feel him inside her again. Moving carefully, she lowered herself onto his rock-hard prick, sinking down until she had every inch of him inside of her. She rotated her hips gently, then rose up before easing back down in a slow, gentle rhythm.

Reaching up she began to play with her nipples, letting her nails dig into the soft flesh, pinching and twisting them. They were already quite sensitive and even a little sore from Craig’s attentions over the past couple of days, but the slight discomfort only served to heighten her passion. As she moved faster and faster, his hips started moving in rhythm with hers and he opened his eyes as she gasped and leaned over to kiss him. Her tongue thrust into his mouth and she ground her hips as she came.

She rested against his chest and he stroked her hair, kissing her forehead. She remained impaled on his still-rampant member, afraid to move because of the exquisite sensitivity of her clit. She feared she would scream if she had any more stimulation right now.

“Impatient, aren’t we?” he laughed.

“I couldn’t let that hard dick go to waste,” she answered as she idly played with his nipple.

“How wet are you?”

She raised her head slightly. “Very. Why?”

His answer was to sit up so she sat in his lap. The movement caused her to squeal with mingled pain and pleasure from the movement against her clit. He kissed her again, his tongue pressing against hers before swirling around it and sucking it gently. Reaching over to her bedside table, he pulled out one of her favorite dildos and a small bottle of warming oil. Without breaking their kiss he laid her back so he knelt above her.

“Ohhh. You know what I like,” she sighed, lifting her legs up and back, wrapping her arms behind them to hold them steady.

“Yes, I do,” he laughed softly, pouring some of the oil onto his fingers and rubbing them around her tight rosebud. The oil warmed as it touched her skin and when he slipped two of his fingers into her ass she groaned at the sensation. Her hips moved against his fingers while his cock remained firmly planted inside her pussy. She wriggled against him and he eased another finger in, getting her ready. When she thought she could stand it no longer, he withdrew from her dripping cunt and slid easily into her well-lubed ass.

She closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of him stretching her open. He thrust into her in a smooth, steady rhythm, the warmth of the oil increasing their mutual passion. He pushed into her and held his position, taking the large dildo and sliding it into her wet pussy. She cried out, biting her lip at the sensation of being completely filled. Craig smiled at her obvious delight. Damn, but he loved to fuck her. She knew how to enjoy it.

He varied his thrusts so she was constantly on edge. Sometimes he pushed into her ass as he withdrew from her pussy; other times, he rammed into both holes at once. She lost count of her orgasms as he pounded into her body without mercy.

“Oh, yes, baby!” she cried. “God, but I wish you had two cocks so you could come in me at the same time.”

He laughed. ‘My, but you’re a greedy little thing.”

Her moans of pleasure echoed through the house as he took her to her peak over and over.

He finally took pity on her when she had come to the point of being unable to move, her eyes so glazed with pleasure she could no longer focus. Leaning down, he kissed her thoroughly, both cocks, his and the fake one, pressed deeply into her yielding body.

When she finally caught her breath, she wrapped her legs and her arms around him, holding him in position.

“Your turn,” she whispered, rolling over so she was on top. she kissed him, then lifted herself off of his rigid shaft. She turned so her back was to his head and lowered herself back onto him, her ass sheathing him tightly. He stroked her smooth asscheeks and wondered what she had in mind. He had a clue when she wrapped her legs around his, forcing his back so his ass was exposed.

“Hand me the oil,” she ordered.

“Yes, ma’am,” he replied, a thrill of anticipation going through his body. When she poured the oil onto his tight, crinkly hole, he inhaled sharply. She rubbed it around the hole before sliding her fingers into him, pulling him open. He gripped the sheets as she held him open and squirted more of the oil into him. Using the first and middle fingers of each hand she slid them inside of him, pulling him open, massaging the tight inner ring. It hurt, but it was a good hurt.

Satisfied that he was ready, she lifted up a bit, riding his hard shaft for a moment before pulling the dildo out of her soaked pussy and fitting the phallus, dripping with her juices, into Craig’s prepared ass. He gasped at the feeling, digging his fingers into the tight flesh of her cheeks.

“Oh, damn! That feels good baby,” he managed to whisper.

“I know,” she replied and began slowly working the fake dong in and out of him. He knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out for long and still wanted to bring her off at least once more. Grasping her hips, he began pulling her on the length of his straining cock. She turned her head and looked back at him. “You like that, don’t you sugar?”

“Oh hell yes,” he groaned. She began riding him in time with thrusts of the dildo, clenching her own ass around his cock. She knew she would come when he did. They fed off of each other’s pleasure and the more excited one got, the other’s eagerness increased exponentially.

She could feel him begin to tense and knew he was ready to shoot a wad up her ass. She began moving the dildo in and out faster, twisting it in and twisting it out. As soon as she felt him thrust up and pull her hips down so he could grind into her, she rammed the fake cock deep into him and let herself come. Their cries of ecstasy filled the room and she could feel his hot spunk filling her.

She collapsed back onto his chest, his cock still in her ass, the dildo still in his and he wrapped his arms around her. She turned her head so they could kiss. She could taste the sweat on his lips as his hands lazily teased her breasts. Neither could move and drifted into exhausted sleep without moving.