Chapter 8
He must have shifted the vibrator to his left hand or dropped it, as his right hand slid through my cleft and two fingers rubbed gently on either side of my clit. His touch brought a moan from my lips.
"Yes, baby. I want to hear you moan. It makes me happy," he whispered. A moment later the tip of the vibrator was against my hole. He teased around my opening for quite a while, and then slowly began sliding it inside me.
"Damn, you are wet." I heard his lips smack. When the dildo was fully inside me, I moaned loudly. The vibrations were turned up a little higher than I usually do. I felt my pussy flood with wetness. When he pulled Pinky out and I whimpered from being suddenly empty. He stood.
"Do you want it back in ..." he asked. I nodded excitedly. "Or do you want this?" I felt his cockhead, push into my ass cheek. It felt like a bar of iron.
"Your cock! Always your cock!" I cried. I wasn't sure why at the time, but I was aroused like never before. Maybe it was his tone of voice or the gentle way he was touching me, but he knew what he was doing.
"Such a good slut knows all the right things to say to her man. I think I'll reward you."
I felt his legs on the outside of both of mine and his cock slid through my pussy lips to poke at my clit.
"That feels so good Tina. I'm going to enjoy every inch of you, every day that I can." He shut off the vibrator and I felt his hands on my hips.
"Yes," I whined. "Please Gabe, take me as your slut again. Claim me with your cock."
His cock pushed into me, slowly and steadily and my mouth fell open as my body became alive with sensation. I thrust back against him and moaned loudly. "Yes, fuck me!" I wailed.
He slid in and out ever so slowly, taking his time. It was the most sublime torture. Then all at once he slammed into me, filling me to my cervix in one thrust. He slid out and paused several moments before slamming in again. It was heavenly. I think he'd have kept it up, but he got caught up in his own need and was soon fucking me as hard and fast as he could.
He pulled my hips back as he pushed forward, and our bodies slapped together with erotic wet sounds. After a dozen strokes, I came. It felt like a lightning strike, and my knees buckled. After I remembered to breathe, Gabe paused and pulled out of me.
"Get up on the bed, flat on your stomach," he growled in my ear. I love the prone position and could hardly move fast enough.
He moved over me. 'Are you ready?" He whispered and kissed me between my shoulder blades.
I wiggled my ass at him and whined imploringly.
"Yes, please!" I wailed.
I felt him slide wetly into me and then he began. Imagine what a toned young man who can do a hundred pushups can do in the prone position. It was unreal.
He hammered into me as no one had ever done before. Wave after wave of pleasure swept over me. I came over and over, screaming each time, swearing to him that I would be his faithful slut until the end of time if only he would fuck me just like this always.
So lost in my orgasms I didn't feel him cum until I noted him slowing down and then I felt his warmth spreading out inside my slick cunt.
Breathing hard Gabe slipped out of my pussy and onto the bed. He pulled my back into him, and he spooned up behind me. He began kissing my neck and shoulders and wrapped his arms around me. I felt so safe and sated.
"That's my good girl," he whispered. I smiled and closed my eyes.
***
The bedside clock told me we hadn't slept too long. I felt Gabe stir behind me and I tried to roll over, but he held me tightly.
I felt his hips move and I could feel his cock against my ass. Slowly he rolled his hips, pushing his groin into me. I could feel his cock beginning to harden once again. His hand had been draped over my side and now it moved up to cup my right breast.
I could only admire his youthful stamina. It had been many years since one man had been in me four times in a couple of hours. I moaned lightly and wiggled my ass into his cock.
I felt his breath quicken and it stirred the hairs at the nape of my neck. He moved his hand up from my nipple and slid it over my collarbone and up my neck. He turned my head toward him and slid away slightly so I could roll onto my back. I looked over and our eyes met. His cock continued to harden against my thigh.
"Tired?" he asked softly. I didn't bother to answer, I just took his hand and moved it down over my vulva.
The contented smile that he gave me made my heart race. He put two fingers together and slid them into my pussy. I could feel his fingers mixing up our cum in there until he slid them out and used the lubricant to make my labia and clit super slick.
I turned my head towards him, and we kissed as his wet fingers turned my pussy into a kaleidoscope of pleasure. I moaned and grabbed his cock. It was fully hard again and precum ran from the tip. I wiped it off with my thumb and lifted it to my mouth. I licked it off and smiled at him.
He lifted my right leg over his hip and slid in tightly until I felt his cockhead at my pussy opening once again. He angled his body and thrust with his hips and entered me. "Gabe, that feels wonderful."
He smiled and began massaging my clit once again. It was slow and easy, and it felt like I was sliding into a warm bath. After a while, I reached down and stopped his hand. I was getting closer than he was and I wanted this to be perfect, so I moved his hand to my breast and felt goosebumps when his wet fingers began circling my nipples, spreading our wetness over them. When I felt his breathing quicken, I moved his hand back to my clit and told him to pinch it just as he came, and when he did, we both had a beautiful orgasm together.
We lay there and cuddled in together, both of us needing a shower but neither wanting to shatter the intimacy. "Will you sleep in here now, with me?" I asked quietly.
"Would you like me to?" Gabe asked me, his eyes shining.
I bit my bottom lip and nodded. "I want to be close to you so you can have me whenever you want. I'm yours now."
He smiled and said, "I have to keep my slut happy."