Spooning Hikayeyi takip edin

A dream of us. We were in bed, just talking about the day. You were facing away from me as I spooned you from behind, one arm under your pillow, holding each other's hand, my other arm resting over you, fingertips tracing lazy circles along your upper thigh, just under your night shirt. I was half asleep as we lay there when you started to playfully wriggle your butt against me. Playful, at least, until you felt me start to grow behind you. The lazy circles turned into lines, my fingernails dragging along your skin as you changed your movements, grinding as you pushed back into me, making me grow even harder, my cock at full attention. "Aww, did I do that to you baby?", you coyly asked, accentuated with a particularly long and slow slide rubbing along my shaft. My response was a nip to your neck, the action instinctual and wild, teeth and lips grazing the soft skin. Grabbing your hip, I pulled you tight to me, wrapping my other arm around your chest, trapping your fingers with mine. Holding you against me, I rocked my hips, enough for you to feel my heated member slide between us. I held my lips close to your ear, "Is this what you want my love?", I murmured. Somehow our clothes came off, and my hands were back on you again, only now, the one holding your hip moved further in, grazing the outer edges of your core. The contact, as slight as it was, made you arch your back, pushing yourself into me again. Keeping my hold on you, I rolled us slightly until you were on top of me, both facing toward the ceiling, your head resting along my shoulder, one arm across your chest, my hand wrapped in your fingers as I clutched you to me. One of your legs was draped over mine, the other spread apart far enough my lower body lay between, an open invitation. I reached down, pulling my cock from between us, rubbing the tip along your already dripping entrance before placing my hand over where we pressed together. Using my thumb, I began rubbing along your clit, feeling the slickness grow as my fingers guided the head of my shaft into you. The mix of both of us rocking and gently thrusting allowed me to plunge further into you, not deep, due to the position, but the angle causing the tip of my cock to bump against that highly sensitive area inside of you, the sensation along with that of my thumb still circling your clit causing you to moan deeply. Gripping you tightly to me as we continued to move in harmony, my arms still wrapped around your body, I began using my other hand on you, your fingers remaining laced with mine, rubbing firmly over your nipple and the skin around it. The combination of all of the sensations, my ministration of my fingers and my cock inside of you, proved too much, overwhelming your senses as you came, shaking and moaning, the orgasm crashing through you like a wave. I didn't stop, continuing to thrust into you, hitting that spot, the same place I love to focus on when my fingers are inside you, over and over, feeling you clench down into me as you crested into another orgasm, your free arm reaching around behind you, leaving marks as your nails dug into the skin of my shoulder. Still I kept going, my fingers mostly forgotten, lost in the focus of making you cum, over and over, lost in the feeling of sliding in and out of you, the heat and fire of you greedily accepting what I gave you. Your breathing ragged, words incoherent, sweat mixing between us as I pull a third, and final orgasm from your body. The feel of you writhing on top of me, legs shaking, you entire body trembling as you came, drew my own release. I growled, thrusting hard and deep as cum began to spill from me and into you, teeth pressed into your skin, leaving a bruise in your shoulder, a match to the claw marks in mine. We stayed joined as one for some minutes, trying to recover, my arms still wrapped around you, no longer clenched, but firmly holding you against me, before shifting from that position and turning, facing each other, sharing a passionate kiss before falling into the oblivion of sleep.