Can't Stop Sex3 1f 1m sex story

When I awoke, I lay there for a few minutes trying to sort things out. The clock said 9:08. After reminding myself that this was a Saturday and I did not have to go into the place I laughingly refer to as "work," I began to wonder: Had I dreamed it? No; there was a wet spot where she'd lain, and I became aware of the aroma of fresh coffee (half Sumatra, quarter pound each of French roasted Mexican Altura and French roasted Colombian, dripped in a Braun Melitta filter pot) I rolled to my feet, pulled on my faded blue robe, slipped into my slippers (clever name for them, eh?) and thwap thwapped into the living room.

Elly had opened the shutters and glorious sunshine was pouring in through my windows. She was doing wonderful things for my blue robe. A cup of The Good Stuff was on the battered old oak table next to the love seat and she'd switched the stereo to play through the living room speakers, the ones in the books shelves.

On Elly's lap was the three ring binder in which I keep photocopies of my published stories.

"Oh David," She said, "I can't believe you wrote these!"

"Why not?"I already knew which one had elicited that response. "Because I like to fuck?"

Her expression collapsed. "Why do you have to spoil it?"

She looked down and pursed her lips. I tried to ignore the Parting of the Robe. She murmured, "I guess that's fair. I mean, you take me as a package deal, I guess I have to do the same. You don't mind being with a slutty bimbo who loves cumming all the time." She looked up at me with beautiful blue eyes wide and bright.

"I don't mind and you're not slutty."

She closed the binder and set it aside. She leaned forward and I got a good view all the way down the front of her robe. She opened mine and sucked my cock, still coated with our juices from the night before, completely into her mouth and began using her tongue on it. The inevitable happened quickly.

She pulled back and released it and looked up at me. "I cum sucking cock. Drinking semen makes me cum."

I started studying Yoga when I was fifteen to help me learn to control myself. I never, ever masturbate. " You're the first man I ever let lick me fuck me and that was just because I like you so much." She whispered. I'm a slutt. I love cumming over and over.

"You read a lot, Elly. There've been hundreds of articles in women's magazines about women being naturally multiorgasmic."

"I don't read those articles. They start me thinking and then I want to cum too much." She blushed. "Even just talking about it, now, makes me you know."

"Horny."

"I can probably cum just by thinking about it and imagining it, I think."

I stared at her for a long time. "Elly, I know women who'd kill to be able to do that."

"Really? Are they slutty?" "Nope."

Her eyes were open, but she wasn't seeing me at the moment. Pornographic images were in her field of vision. Her nipples were swollen points jabbing the front of the tautly held robe.

"I like you," She said suddenly. "You listen to me and talk to me. But you're telling me that you don't think I'm a slut, that it's natural for a woman to cum so much and that the way I'm doing it isn't really healthy for me."

"In my humble opinion."

She looked up at the Library Wall. I watched the robe, to see if the nipples were going to poke holes in it. I didn't think so, but I wasn't willing to put money on it.

"I don't know," She mumbled.

"Think about that while I get some coffee."

"Mm hm."

I stood and went over to stand before her. She refocused her eyes on me. She was slightly flushed and her breathing was shallow. "And one other thing," I said.

"What?"

"While I'm drinking my coffee in the dining room" I took her hand put it over her cunt and squeezed. She gasped but didn't try to stop. "I want you to touch yourself."

"I don't know"

"Please, as a favor."

I fed the cat and sat down to drink my coffee. I did not look at the clock and tried not to scald myself with haste. I also tried not to visualize what was going on in the living room.

Her footsteps in the hallway snapped me back to the moment. I finished my coffee and looked up, expecting to see her come into the dining room. Instead, the steps changed direction and then I heard her bump into the door jamb and then heard her hit the bed. I heard sheets rustle.

"David, please come here." Her voice had a quaver in it. Being not nearly as dumb a I look, I immediately went to her. When I got there, she had the covers pulled up to her neck. Only her flushed face, framed by disheveled hair, was visible. Her hands wee moving beneath the covers though, clearly cupping and gliding over her breasts, then sliding down her torso to move at the juncture of her thighs.

I closed the door and looked down at her from the foot of the bed. My cock was already throbbing hard beneath my robe.

"I just kept cumming until I had to have you. Oooo... " She breathed. Her eyes were half closed. The heaving of her breasts beneath the light blanket increased. "What would make you so hot" "C'mon tell me."

I walked around to stand beside the bed next to her head. She started to reach for me.

"No keep touching yourself."

"Does that turn you on?"

I opened my robe. "What do you think?"

She licked her lips. "Whatever you like..."

"I want you to" I stopped, watching her reach between her legs under the covers. Her legs parted wider and she hunched her shoulders.

Her breathing deepened. "You want me to what?"

"It turns you on having me watch you, doesn't it?"

"Yeah!"

"I want you to cum for me while I watch you."

"I can't"

"Yes, you can."

"But I want you inside me, where it aches" She kneaded her cunt frantically. "I need it so baaaaad inside me."

I reached behind me and into the top drawer of the dresser. When she opened her eyes, they widened. "I want to watch you using this."

"I couldn't"

"That's what would get me really turned on."

"I can't"

But even as she objected, her eyes were locked on the very realistic eight inch dildo.

I pulled back the bedcovers, exposing that magnificent young body. She started to remove her hand from her soaked pussy, but I covered her hand with mine and then kissed her slippery fingers. She barely hesitated in her furious masturbation. She was holding her labia apart with the fingers of one hand and furiously rubbing her clit with the other thumb while trying to force two fingers deeper into that sweet, syrupy little slit.

I stood and took the K Y from the same drawer and smeared a liberal dose on the dildo. She focused on it as I brought it slowly down between her thighs. When I put the tip against her exposed cunt, she jerked. "Cold," She said.

"It'll get warm fast."

She rolled her hips and pressed her pelvis down and toward the dildo. I pushed it a little and she gasped as it began to slide in. Her fingering of her clit sped up. I worked the latex head back and forth a few times, watching her rhythm alter. When her cunt was reaching for it all the time, I pushed the head all the way in. She gasped and groaned and began revolving her hips around it. She took the labia parting hand away and began caressing her breasts. I was jealous.

"It feels so big in there, so good and big and so muuuuu..."

I led the tit fondling hand down and placed it on the shaft, then took my fingers away. She worked it back and forth experimentally a few times, then began slowly pumping herself with it, taking the thick dildo deeper each time.

"Oh yeah, this feels so good, feels so good, feels so good," She breathed, chanting in time to her thrusts. Her hips were taut, now, and she was starting to arch her ass from the bed. Suddenly, she arched higher and rolled slowly over onto her belly. She pulled her knees up, and began pushing that latex prick deeper. Whatever she was muttering was lost in the pillow.

I looked at her. Her face turned toward me and was totally slack with pleasure. Her hair was a singular, disheveled mess. She had her knees pulled up so far that her kneecaps were pushing against her breasts.

I reached out and began lightly caressing her. After about twenty seconds, she was cumming. She kept pumping her pussy with the indefatigable dildo and her pussy kept pumping right back. She kept cumming. I took my fingers from her and she moaned, "Touch me! Please!" She was cumming faster now and I didn't want to spoil the mood or anything, so I accommodated her. It was a great sacrifice.

She was starting to lose her coordination and all self control.

I leaned forward and kissed her hot cheek gently and whispered, "You are so beautiful and wonderful. You're turning me on beyond belief!"

She just moaned and continued what she was doing.

She thrust the dildo harder and harder into herself. Then her whole body was shaking and she was quivering all over, moaning continuously, and cumming without pause and with growing intensity.

Her eyes focused for a moment and she said in a distant, amazed voice: "I just can't stop cumming, David! I just keep cumming!"

"It's so wonderful," I answered.

She reached up with one shaking, juice soaked hand and grabbed my stiff prick.

"Please?" She said, pulled me toward her face. "Please?"

I lowered my cock to her eager mouth and that limber tongue flickered out to guide it into her welcoming lips. She locked on to my dick about halfway down. I slowly, carefully, pumped my dick in and out of her mouth. Every minute or so, she would hold herself still and taut and cum in shuddering waves. The room was ripe with the smell of hot pussy.

It was too much for me and soon I was spurting in her mouth. She sucked maniacally, cumming constantly as I came. Then she gobbled my cock to the back of her throat and gulped me right down and in. I felt like all my semen was exploding out of me in one long, uninterrupted stream, and she was drinking it all and cumming constantly.

She drained me dry and kept sucking. I pulled my spent dick from her lips and she continued cumming, her hand a blur as she rubbed her clitoris, her hips chattering up at the dildo held in fast by the other hand. She was gasping a word. I put my ear close and finally made it out: "More...more...more..." Each time it was a little explosion of barely modulated breath.

I leaned farther and she grabbed my hair and forced my mouth down to her clitoris.

As she kept grinding her cunt on the dildo, I sucked her clit carefully into my lips and began circling my tongue around as fast as I could swirling.

Soon I was cumming.