A Day to Remember

Stepping away, he turned me back round and grabbed my buttocks with his hands.

"Jump," he instructed.

I put my hands around his neck and jumped, wrapping my legs around his waist. Still holding my buttocks, he turned and walked over to the dining room table, placing me down. I rested each leg on chairs, and he stood between them and kissed me, pulling me closer to him once again. He scratched my back the way I had done his before pulling away. Starting at the top of my boot on each leg, he ran his hands up my inner thighs once again. This time, he didn't stop and, upon reaching my g-string, pushed his thumbs slightly under it to the crease at the top of my thigh. I cried out as he held my g-string to one side with his left thumb and then explored my hot pussy with the fingers of his right hand. I heard him gasp "Oh God" as he felt my wetness, which I was well aware was almost dripping by now. Finally, making me moan louder than expected he plunged two fingers into my steaming depths and rubbed in and out. I could barely breathe as he teased my clit with his thumb at the same time. I tried to speak but found I had to concentrate on breathing instead. I threw my head back and groaned, closing my eyes to heighten my senses. Neither of us spoke while he rubbed me. He used the thumb that held my g-string away to press on my clit and use the very slightest of movements, knowing anything more would have been too much to handle. I could feel the blood rushing from my head down to my lower regions and tensed my legs, pushing against the fingers that remained inside me. I could almost feel the throbbing of my woman hood as I held my breath, concentrating only on the feelings down below. I took a brief look at Jonny and saw him watching both our movements-him in and out of me and me grinding against him. I threw my head back once more, closed my eyes and felt an exploding rush begin at my feet and spread through my body as I screamed out in the most breathless orgasm I could remember. My vagina was pulsing and I saw Jonny's face riddled with delight as I came all over his hand for him to see. My hand reached out and found his right hand, and I pushed it against me, still in orgasm. I had come so loudly, we heard next door's dog bark. I quietened down as the tense muscles around my pussy relaxed. I let go and collapsed on the table, untensing my legs and finally regaining to ability to breathe properly, my breasts heaving with my chest. He removed his thumb from my clit, which had become very sensitive, but left his fingers inside me, still rubbing in and out but in a much slower motion. He waited for me to lean back up towards him again before taking them out, bringing with them a generous amount of my come. It made his fingers glimmer and I smiled as I looked at it, about to tell him I couldn't remember the last time I was that wet when he hushed me with his own words.

"You suck this mess from my fingers and I'll lick you dry."

He held his dirty fingers towards my mouth. I had never tasted my own cum before, only when I had kissed Karl after he'd been down on me. I hesitated, but realised it was something I really want to do. I was even more tempted by Jonny's offer. I leant forward and sucked his fingers, exploring them with my tongue and making me moan in pleasure as I licked and sucked every last bit of my orgasm from him. As he took his fingers away I tasted my juices and felt turned on by the sweet taste. Jonny leant forward and plunged his tongue into my mouth, stealing what he could of my juice. Satisfied, he pulled away and we both swallowed, taking in the dramatic and sweeter taste of female come. He took my hand and looked at me longingly.

"Come on," he said. I began to jump back off the table and he pulled me along desperately. He stopped to kiss me in the hallway and pushed me up against the wall, groaning hungrily into my kiss.

"I want to taste you some more-you taste sweeter than anyone else I've been with," he informed me. Wanting to stay downstairs I walked into the living room. He followed me. I headed towards the couch but he insisted on lying me down on a false fur rug in the middle of the floor. I did as I was told, knowing I was to be rewarded. He lay on top of me, his legs either side of my thighs, and kissed me. I didn't notice him reaching up and grabbing some ice cold water then, but soon found myself screaming out as he threw the whole lot over my stomach and chest. My body tensed in shock as I realised what had happened. He smiled at me and began licking me all over. The contrast between the warmth of his tongue and the ice-cold liquid was immensely pleasurable and something I had never experienced before. Once he had licked up every last droplet on my breasts, I felt him tugging at my panties in urgency. I lifted my buttocks up and pressed my hips against his body, allowing him to pull them off before collapsing back into the fur. He came away from kissing me to get them off altogether, quickly returning to licking me lower and lower, teasing me in a way I thought I'd never know again. As he did, my legs opened wider and wider, ready for his mouth.

"What do you want?" he asked quietly. I moaned.

"Your tongue!" I replied impatiently.

"Where?" I looked at him, knowing he wanted me to take control now. I felt too horny to play teasing games with him and grabbed his head with both my hands, forcing it down between by legs and then pulling it towards me until I felt his warm mouth around my whole place. His tongue suddenly came straight into contact with my clit and he grabbed my upper thighs pulling me closer to him until it would have been impossible for him to breathe. I dug my heels into the rug and pushed against him, moaning louder than I anticipated. He licked up and down, taking in my juices and pressing against me so hard, I could feel myself coming straight away. My legs shook uncontrollably. He mercilessly continued despite my almost begging for him to slow down before it got too much to handle. He ate me all up like his life depended on it, and did so for less than a minute before I loudly reached the point of no return. I clenched clumps of the rug as, yet again, electricity pumped through my body at lightening speed and I grinded against his mouth. He struggled to keep up with the movement of my hips as I burst into orgasm once again. He moaned as my juices flowed into his mouth. As he felt me pulsing he held his tongue still for a moment so I could enjoy it and calm down in good time. Growing bored quickly as he heard my moans settle, I felt his tongue plunge into my hole, making me scream out in pleasure once again.

"Oh fuck, yeah!!! Oh, you fucking sex god!" I shouted at him as he plunged in and out of me like a trained sex toy. Still his face pressed against my sensitive clit, making it almost unbearable for my over-sensitive clit to take. I let go of the rug I had been balding and found myself clenching his hair. His was long enough so that it wouldn't hurt him for me to pull it this way, but short enough to feel my grasp on it. He finally came up for air, his mouth in a wet mess. I pulled him towards me to kiss him and wrapped my legs around him, smothering his jeans in pussy juice. I licked all around his mouth to clean my mess up, feeling his day-old whiskers just poking through. He groaned and licked my tongue to steal some of it back.

"I want to suck your dick 'til you can't stand it anymore," I whispered in his ear.

"I won't be able to take it for long," he told me. I knew that already. I wanted him to come with the same urgency he had made me come. I rolled us over so that I was on top of him. As I brushed his hair back with my fingernails he looked at me as if I was torturing him. I enjoyed seeing it, imagining him feeling orgasm approach as soon as I touched him. I tried to savour the moment; tease him a little by making him wait that little bit longer.

"I've made a mess of your jeans," I said as I shifted lower so that I could undo his jeans. I did so slowly. It was a big moment for me. Having only slept with one person and having grown up with Jonny, seeing his manhood for the first time seemed strange. He let out a moan as I 'released' his cock, which seemed to have become uncomfortably big to be trapped inside a pair of jeans. I took in the image, finding it hard to believe how turned on he truly was; he looked like he was about to explode! I removed his jeans altogether, pleased by his shyness. He looked so vulnerable waiting for me to do something to him, as I must have done right before his oral escapades on me. I rubbed my hands up his legs until I reached where his thighs met. And massaged him for a while, rubbing my thumbs over the pouch between his balls and anus. Judging by the moan stuck in his throat, I don't think he quite expected that one. I smiled and spread his legs apart. He watched in fascination as I came towards his genitalia to replace my thumbs with my tongue. As I did so he gasped as if he had been suffocated and then shouted: "Holy fuck!... That is amazing...oh shit!" Pleased with myself I continued to lick all around his balls and under them, listening to his moans of pleasure and disbelief. As if I didn't know, he then informed me it was something no one had ever done to him before. I reached up to gently rub the head of his dick and I felt residue all around the tip. Eventually, when I came up for air, we both looked at each other. He was sweating and looked as if he was drugged.

"I can't believe this is happening with you, Samia." I didn't know what to say to that other than 'me neither', but I didn't want to actually start thinking of how much I was betraying Karl. Instead, I took his penis into my hand and brought my mouth down upon it, taking all of him at once. I smiled to myself as he groaned and I felt his legs twitch the way mine had. I loved inflicting that amount of uncontrollable pleasure on someone.

My mouth moved up and down his impressive dick and I felt him react to each one. I quickened the pace and sucked, licking around the head of his penis and taking in his taste. It was so good I was pretty sure I could carry on for hours. I sucked on it as if we only had moments to live.

"Please...slow...d-down!" he begged. I did so in good time, letting him know I would play by my own rules. I deep-throated him as much as I could handle as I slowed down. He watched me with a look of amazement on his face and I enjoyed making him work hard to hold out and keep his pride intact. I pulled away from his dick then and returned to his balls, using my hand to pleasure him. He made so many noises, any more would've concerned me, but it turned me on to hear the affect I was having on him. I hadn't surprised anyone with my lovemaking for a long time.

I felt him struggle and fidget as he fought the urge to lose control. Once I'd moistened up his testicle area once again, I stopped what I was doing and ordered him onto the couch, wanting a better angle. He jumped up and sat on it before I could even finish my sentence. I crawled along the floor seductively as he watched me. I knelt between his legs.

"Do you want me, Jonny?" I asked

"Oh God, you have no idea." It felt good to be wanted...needed. I smiled and went down on him again in response. He scratched the couch and thrust upwards deeper into my mouth. I pushed his legs down into the sofa so I was at such an angle I could take him all.

"Oh...don't, Sam, you're gonna..." he cut off, unable to finish his sentence. I could tell he was holding his breath, meaning he was getting ready. I responded by speeding up. He swelled so much his girth was aching my jaw and filling up my whole mouth.

"Oh God...I'm gonna come, Sam I'm gonna come!!" He told me with such desperation, I can only assume he was expecting me to take my mouth away, but there was nothing I wanted more at that moment than to receive his pleasure in my mouth and have his orgasm hit the back of my throat to show me how good I had made him feel. I felt him thrust hard then, and with one final yell his hard spunk hit the back of my throat and I felt him pulsing the way I had done before. His orgasm lasted a long time, and I could barely contain all the contents in my mouth. Finally, I moved back and his cock fell from my mouth. I swallowed hard and felt the salty taste dry my throat. He looked at me with a smile on his face, panting and sweating. He looked so masculine and innocently attractive and I couldn't help but smile back.

I got up off the floor and stood above him. I couldn't help checking out his body now. He was bigger than Trinity had ever described and, just as I had imagined, the scar on his stomach stopped just below his hipline and the trail of hair running from his bellybutton ran all the way down to where his pubic hair started. He was neatly trimmed and looked quite the model, sitting there.

"I'm sorry," he said.

"What for?"

"I knew I'd have a lot of...stuff, so I tried to warn you." I came and sat on his lap, facing him. He was still heavily erect and his breath caught as I did so.

"I was glad of it. It meant I must have turned you on a fair deal." He laughed.

"Well that's one way of putting it, but I think you can still see that," he replied, referring to his hard-on. I kissed him on the lips and he caught me again as I was about to pull away, pulling me into a harder and more passionate kiss.

"You are just incredible," he said as he pulled away for a short moment.

"I'm not done with you yet." I kissed him again and he put his hands on my neck, before running them down my shoulders and arms and finding my hips. With one hand, his fingers found me between the legs again. He moaned feeling how wet I was. When our kiss broke I clenched my butt and thrust my hips towards him. He kissed my breasts and ribs while clenching my buttocks and I made pleasured, peaceful sounds as I moulded into the feeling. He was already sitting quite low from when I had sucked him, but I encouraged him lower still to my stomach. When I stopped him, he looked up at me almost like a puppy dog.

"You still want me?" I asked.

"Samia, I'd willingly kill my own brother to have you right now! But I won't let you do anything you don't want to." "You're sweet, Jonny, but you underestimate me." I kissed him again. "There is nothing I'd rather feel right now than your big piece of meat deep inside me. Can't you feel how wet I am? My pussy in gagging for you and you're worried I don't want this?" I reached down between my legs and scooped up some juice as he watched me. I offered my fingers to him and he sucked and licked my juices right off, making it unbearable for me not to have him inside of me. I took his dick and aimed it at my depths. Lowering myself on to him, we looked into each other's eyes as if we were born-again virgins. Our breathing quickened as I started to move up and down on him. He pulled my body closer towards his and lifted us both up a bit so he could get to us easier. I started moaning louder as I could feel him drive even deeper inside me. If he was any bigger, I don't think I could have took him.

I sat up straight so my breasts were in line with his mouth. He licked all over them, turning me on to the point where I rocked back and fourth quickly, sliding him in and out of me.

"Holy Shit, that's good, babe...Oh yes," Johnny exclaimed. He sort of pulled me into a hug then and our bodies pressed together as I rode him. His hands slid down my back and onto my butt again. I could feel him take in the movement of my buttocks as I rode him in and out of my steaming pussy. We rocked together, taking in the way the other smelled and felt. He licked the sweat from my chest as I moaned and pressed my pelvis towards his minor thrusts. I was pretty much straddling him, so he could barely move, but the angle allowed me to feel every movement right against my clit. I don't think he realised at that point. We were both concentrating on our own and making it better for the other at the same time. I let out handsome moans as I moved front and back, riding against his hard cock.

"Talk to me Jonny," I begged. He sat back to look at me better and his hands moved from my butt round to my waist. He slid his hands up until he reached my breasts. He squeezed them and watched my face.

"You want to come, already, do you?" I answered by groaning. He looked amused and, before I knew it, had picked me up and lifted us off the couch. I didn't know what he was doing, but didn't ask. I couldn't really move, so waited for him to take me over to the other side of the room. At the doorway, he pushed me right up against the cold wood. I gasped in pleasure and excitement, and reached up to hold on to the top of the doorway. I lifted myself up, as Jonny thrust in and out of me. I realised I had never even tried this position before. He was literally grinding against my clit, sending me wild.

"You like that?" he asked

"God, yeah," I managed.

"It feels so good to be inside you," he whispered, "do you know how long I've wanted this? I've always wanted to see the look on your face as I make you come again and again." he carried on talking as my his thrusts became more urgent and my moans got harder to control. "I can feel your muscles grasp at my dick as I come back out. You've made me so hard, babe. No one's ever made me feel like this before. I just want to lick you out all day long, 'cause you taste so good! Would you like that?"

"Yeah!" I screamed, throwing my head back as I felt an orgasm approaching.

"Yeah? What else do you want?"

"I want you to fuck me!"

"Is that what you want? I'll fuck you 'til you can't take any more. I'll do whatever you want me to do to you until I hear you scream..." With that, I did. He pressed into me so hard, if I wasn't overwhelmed with pleasure, I'd have been in pain. "Oh, you like that, don't you?" I heard him say under my orgasm. "I can feel it, I can feel all your juices coming over my dick." I smiled. "You're out of this world!" Much to my disappointment, he came out of me and put me down on the floor. I looked at him questionably.

"That was killing my arms! I need a break otherwise I'm gonna come." I laughed.

"Where do you want me?" I asked. He nodded towards the couch and I walked over, wanting him back inside me. I bent over the side of it and heard him moan in pleasure as I waited for him. I felt him behind me soon enough. He grabbed my hips before he thrust straight into me with ease. We both groaned as he entered me. He began to thrust slowly but soon enough I demanded "harder". It was like he was waiting for my request. As soon as I said it, he fucked me so hard, I couldn't catch my breath. The couch creaked, unimpressed as I stretched across it and moaned. I could hear him slamming against ass. My legs were jammed between him and the couch. I felt him lift my legs up so I was off the floor. I lay completely helpless across the couch, my ass in the air with my legs. He slammed into me, his balls hitting my clit with every thrust. My breasts were hanging onto the cold leather of the couch and my nipples were so hard with the sensation of being fucked and them rubbing against the leather. I clenched and tightened my hole for him. He let out a huge groan and slowed down, taking in every inch of me. I could tell he was watching his hard cock slide in and out of my dripping wet pussy and it turned me on so much. I could feel that hole area heating up from friction and overwhelming pleasure. His hands went all over my butt, squeezing, rubbing, slapping.

"Oh yeah, that's how I like it," I told him. He responded by thrusting harder and faster agin; giving it to me rough. I screamed out and struggled to recover my clit from growing sensitivity. I dug my nails into the couch and closed my eyes, concentrating on the feelings he was giving me. I could tell he was getting close to coming and I wanted to squeeze out one more orgasm before he did. The sensations of making love to Jonny were so different to Karl, it was turning me on so much to make love in such a more extreme and urgent way.