Samantha Finds Her Peace Ch. 02

Now, as she started bringing her body down on him, his hand helped by pushing her hips against his. She was trotting, as his engorged meat took everything she gave him. Lost in a sea of sensation, she rode him like a horse. Galloping now, her breast bouncing up and down, she felt close to exploding.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me..." she cried out.

"Get it, that's it, get it. Get that Oh. Show me what you got," T responded.

She was crashing into him now, fucking this man like her life depended on it. Her body started shaking as her pussy gushed out her joy juice. Her legs and abdomen spasming, shaking in the sweet release of pure sexual ecstasy. She collapsed on his chest, her body warm with micro explosions running up and down her body. She took several breaths, laughing escaping her lips.

"More" she breathed.

She sat up, again, her hands on his rock hard chest. This time her hips undulated back and forth, swirled, and used his chocolate cock monster to stir her insides. She wanted another orgasm. Her pelvis rotating in circles, making his shaft press against each of her vaginal walls. Never having felt this filled, she wanted it even more. She continued pushing against him, circulating her pussy around his weapon, trying to make him cum. Instead, she peaked again. Her body drained more juice on his waist.

"Ooohhh'' she crooned. "You feel soo goooooood inside me" her body shaking.

"Ready for more?" T said, his face kissing and licking her magnificent bosom.

"Give me a minu..." she screamed.

T took her hips in his hands, and with a vice-like grip, started using her like a fuckdoll. He started raising her up and bringing her down on his obelisk. Raising his own hips, he started jackhammering upward into her body. Samantha's hands grabbed his strapping chest to steady herself as suddenly her body was thrashed from below.

"Holy shit! Ohmygawd shit! More!" she cried.

"Yeah, that's it. Oh you feel so good baby" T was enjoying her.

"Oh Oh OH OH OOHH OOOHHH" she screamed.

T had been with plenty of women. He knew if he held back, he could let her fuck him and after she had orgasmed several times, he could get his. She clearly did not expect that.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Uhhh! Shit! Uhhh! F U C K! F U C K! F U C K!

Then she felt it.

A torrent of swirling cream filled her. She sank down further on to his cock, and felt another wad of seed. She leaned forward and rested on his chest. He began kissing her, her lips willingly parting, taking his tongue in her mouth. His hands on her back, roaming and cupping her bottom. Even with him kissing her, she was feeling like she might doze off.

"You are soo good," she muttered. "I want more," she added.

"Now?" he joked.

"No, next time. And then again. And again." she was dozing off.

Eventually, he reminded her he had to return to work. She playfully refused to move, grabbing on to him, shaking her head. When they did rise, they showered together, but it wasn't as much fun for Sam because he really did have to go back to work. As his cum dripped out of her honey tunnel, she scooped it up and swallowed it. He noted that for the future. Kissing her goodbye, he told her to lock up as she left. She played with her pearl, cuming at thoughts of T pounding her from below, before stepping out. The day seemed more alive, the trees greener, as she drove home.

"And again!" Samantha chuckled at her own internal joke.