An Unexpected Reunion
by Kilted Wookie
Sitting back in her seat, Carla took another sip of her coffee, sucked on her cigarette and returned her attention to her newspaper. Skim reading the pages, her eyes flicked over the lines of text without taking in their content. Lost in a world of her own, she ignored the mass of humanity that buzzed purposefully around her. She absently ground the stub of her cigarette into the ashtray in front of her. Pausing only to take another mouthful of coffee, Carla turned the page then reached for her bag. Seconds later, with the filter tip of another cigarette between her lips, she flicked open her lighter and brought the flame towards the end of her cigarette. She inhaled deeply before expelling the smoke from her lungs with a sigh.
A voice intruded itself into her awareness. “Carla?” it said, “Carla Stevenson? Is that you?”
Puzzled, Carla looked up. A man, about the same age as herself, stood at the other side of her table. He had a friendly smile and his dark, brown eyes shone out from an attractive yet strangely familiar face. “I’m sorry,” said Carla, trying to collect her thoughts and figure out where she knew this person from.
“It’s me, Andy, Andy Rodgers” said the man, “We were at University together.”
“Andy, of course,” said Carla warmly, putting her newspaper down, “I’m sorry, I didn’t recognise you.
Andy shrugged. “Well, it has been at least six years since we last saw each other so that’s understandable, he said. “You haven’t changed a bit,” he added. “Mind if I join you?”
“Be my guest,” replied Carla, folding her newspaper and putting it in her bag. “What brings you here?” she asked.
“Work,” replied Andy with a shrug. “I work for the company that owns this hotel,” he said, “I’m here for a couple of days doing an audit. What about you?”
“Much the same in a way, I guess,” said Carla, “My boss is advising a local firm on their pension scheme and I’m helping out. This is where I’m staying while I’m in town.”
“So where’s your boss now?” enquired Andy.
Carla shrugged. “Out being wined and dined by the company’s directors,” she replied.
“While you’re away from home, alone,” said Andy, smiling warmly.
“C’ est la vie,” replied Carla, answering with a smile of her own.
Andy pulled out a chair and sat down at the table next to Carla. They drank and chatted, filling each other in about the events of the last six years. Carla learnt that Andy’s sister, Avril, had got married to someone she’d met at university and was now living in Glasgow. She told Andy how she and another friend from University, Jane had shared a flat for a couple of years before she’d moved to America shortly after getting married.
“So you and Craig never did tie the knot then?” Andy enquired.
“No,” replied Carla, “it finally fizzled out about four years ago. We’re still very good friends and our paths still cross a couple of times a year.” She smiled, wickedly. “He’s still good for a damn good shag now and then.”
“Some things never change,” laughed Andy. “I was always slightly envious of him, you know?”,” he added.
“Oh,” said Carla, raising an eyebrow enquiringly, “Why?”
“Well, can you blame me when he had one of the hottest girls in our year for a girlfriend?” Andy teased.
“Nice of you to say so,” replied Carla, “But I thought you and Sandra …”
“Yeah well, there was Sandra,” Andy said, cutting Carla off, “but that didn’t go anywhere really.”
“Really?” asked Carla, her surprise clearly evident, “you seemed quite a good match.”
“Well, yes, I suppose we were, sort of” replied Andy, “we even kept it going for about six months after graduation until we realised that it was really just a physical thing. It was exciting but it was never really anything more than a bit of fun.”
“But if you wanted to enjoy yourself more why didn’t you? I mean, you were, and still are a good looking guy”
“Thanks,” replied Andy with a shrug, “Dunno really, lack of confidence I guess.”
Carla smiled and put a hand, consolingly on Andy’s shoulder. As they’d talked, Andy had slowly pulled his chair closer to Carla’s and Carla was aware, albeit, distantly, of Andy’s knee brushing occasionally against her own.
Carla yawned. “I’m not boring you am I?” asked Andy. There was a note of apprehension in his voice.
“No, no! Not at all,” replied Carla reassuringly, “It’s just been a long day and it’s starting to catch up with me a bit.”
“Well,” began Andy, enquiringly, “if you wanted too, I could grab a couple of bottles of wine from the bar, then we could head upstairs and carry on chatting?”
The suggestion had been casual, friendly even, yet Carla had to fight back a momentary surge of excitement before answering. “Sure,” she said, pleased with herself that her voice sounded normal, “I’d like that.”
Pausing only to collect two bottles of wine and a glass each from the bar, they made their way to Andy’s room. Once inside, Carla shucked off her coat and sat down as Andy uncorked one of the bottles and filled their glasses. Handing one to Carla, Andy took a long sip of his own drink then sighed deeply. “Make yourself comfy,” he said, “If you don’t mind I think I’ll grab a quick shower before I do anything else?”
“Go ahead,” replied Carla, “Oh, but before you go, can I get out onto the balcony? I could do with a smoke.”
“Still got some of your bad habits, I see,” said Andy, laughing. He quickly unlocked the balcony window. “There you go,” he said, “I’ll only be a couple of minutes.”
“Ta,” said Carla as she watched Andy make his way to the bathroom. She stepped quickly out onto the balcony, dug her cigarettes out of her pocket, placed one between her lips and lit up. As she drew the smoke into her lungs she wondered where the evening was heading. Had she read more into Andy’s invitation than there actually had been? Could Andy be looking for nothing more than a friendly chat? Carla didn’t know. She had always had a bit of a soft spot for him at University but they hadn’t been particularly close friends. Something in Andy’s manner had suggested that he wanted more than just to spend the night talking about old times. Finishing her cigarette, Carla made her way back inside. Shutting the balcony window behind her, she poured herself another glass of wine and sat down at the table to wait for Andy.
Andy emerged from the bathroom a few minutes later, dressed in a hotel bath robe. Carla smiled. “Company perk?” she teased. Smiling, Andy refilled his glass then crossed the room to sit next to Carla.
The wine, Carla found, had ignited a warm spot deep down inside her. The warmth slowly spread to engulf her. She found her gaze being drawn repeatedly to the opening in the front of Andy’s dressing gown, an opening that grew tantalisingly wider every time he leaned forward to pick up or put down his glass. Tentatively, she reached out and put a hand on Andy’s thigh. “You … you don’t mind do you?” she enquired.
Andy smiled. He could sense Carla’s arousal. Her breathing had deepened, the skin around her neck was flushed. Andy opened his mouth to speak then, finding the words wouldn’t come, he closed it again. He caught Carla’s gaze, held it with his own and tried again. “Carla, I …” Before he could say another word he found himself in Carla’s arms, their lips pressed firmly together. Carla’s hands slid inside Andy’s dressing gown to caress and explore his body while Andy tugged at the buttons of Carla’s blouse.
Their passion quickly grew. Their kisses became more urgent, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Andy shivered as Carla’s fingertips ran lightly up his spine. “Oh Carla!” he gasped, briefly breaking their kiss, “I must confess I’ve wanted this for a long time.”
“Sshh!” replied Carla before silencing Andy by pressing her lips firmly against his once more.
Having undone Carla’s blouse, Andy reached behind her to unhook her bra as she began to nibble lightly on his neck. He felt Carla’s hand, warm against his chest and let out a soft sigh in response. “Mmm,” he purred, “your hand is so soft.”
Carla tried to struggle out of her blouse. Andy paused then helped her to remove it. He kissed Carla’s cheek then stood up. Holding out his hand he said, “C’mon, let’s go through to the bedroom.” Carla nodded, took Andy’s hand and stood up. Her bra joined her blouse on the floor. Kicking off her shoes, she undid her skirt and let it fall to the ground. Carla stepped out and let Andy lead her towards the bedroom.
Once inside, Carla melted into Andy’s arms. They kissed. Andy’s hands explored Carla’s body. Carla reached up and pushed Andy’s dressing gown off his shoulders. Andy stepped back and let it fall to the floor. Standing there, naked, he waited as Carla devoured him hungrily with her eyes. “Like what you see?” he asked, smiling.
“Of course I do!” replied Carla, “You’ve got fantastic body. I sort of suspected you would have.”
“Really?” asked Andy, breathlessly.
“Yes, you were always so fit and sporty,” replied Carla before pressing her lips firmly against Andy’s once again.
The kiss was even more passionate than before. As their hands explored each other’s bodies Carla felt Andy tugging at her knickers. She let him push them down over her hips, felt them fall to the ground then stepped out of them. With their lips pressed firmly together Carla let herself be guided towards the bed. She let a small laugh escape her as Andy gently, yet firmly, pushed her towards the mattress. Carla lay back, enjoying the scrutiny of Andy’s gaze as he stared hungrily down at her.
“God, Carla, you’re beautiful,” said Andy as he climbed on to the bed beside her. Smiling, Carla reached out and gathered Andy to her. Their lips pressed together once more, their hands lightly caressed each other’s bodies, tenderly exploring as their tongues entwined in each other’s mouths.
Pausing briefly for breath, Carla asked, “Want me to give your back a rub?”
“Mmmm, That’d be nice,” Andy murmured in reply.
Carla moved slightly, letting Andy turn over. As he lay on his front, she moved into position, sitting astride his legs. Leaning forward, Carla began to work her fingers into Andy’s shoulders. He sighed as she skilfully proceeded to ease the tension in his tightly bunched muscles.
Working her hands down Andy’s back, Carla smiled to herself as she felt his firm, well toned body beneath her fingers. She leaned forward, dragging her breasts along Andy’s back as she kissed her way up his spine. Her nipples stiffened in response to the friction generated as they made contact with the hairs on his back. “Mmmmm, that feels good,” Andy sighed as his Carla’s fingers explored his back.
Carla leaned forward, planting a series of delicate kisses on Andy’s neck and shoulders, her breasts pressed firmly against his back. “Glad you like it,” she purred into his ear, “now turn over and I’ll do your front.”
Andy squirmed on to his back beneath her. Smiling, Carla leaned forward to kiss him as his hands roamed all over her body. His hands reached up to cup and squeeze her large, firm breasts as their lips pressed together. Carla sat up and pushed Andy away. She gave him a wicked grin as she pulled the cord from his discarded dressing gown, letting it slip through her fingers as she toyed with it. Still smiling, she deftly looped it over Andy’s hands, pulling it tight around his wrists before tying it in a knot. She leaned forward to tie the loose ends of the cord around the end of the bed frame, her breasts rubbing against Andy’s face. His tongue snaked out, licking over their soft skin. Carla gave a girlish laugh as she shook her body, jiggling and bouncing her breasts against his face, smothering him in her cleavage.
Slowly, Carla began to work her way down Andy’s firm, well muscled body. The fine hairs on his chest rubbed against her erect nipples, adding to Carla’s growing excitement.
With his hands tied above his head, Andy was powerless as Carla proceeded to tease him. He moaned as she kissed his stomach, her breasts rubbing against the insides of his thighs, his cock sliding between her firm, fleshy globes. She smiled up at him as she reached down to press her breasts together, squashing his cock between them.
“Oh, Carla! That’s so good!” Andy gasped as his she rocked slowly back and forth, his cock sliding between her breasts.
“Glad you approve,” Carla replied coyly before flicking her tongue over his knob as it poked from her cleavage. Andy groaned as Carla coated the head of his cock with a warm film of saliva.
“Damn!” Andy sighed, “Oh fuck yes!” he gasped as Carla took his knob into her mouth and slowly slid her lips along his shaft. As she worked her mouth back and forth she let her teeth drag lightly against his cock, her tongue swirling over its surface. Andy’s hips bucked slightly, forcing his cock deeper into Carla’s hot and hungry mouth. “Oh, Carla!!!!!” he moaned as she took the head into the back of her throat and swallowed repeatedly.
Letting Andy’s cock slip from her mouth, Carla teased it with her breasts once more, letting them swing back and forth, brushing over its surface. “You like that?” she asked coyly?
“Oh God, yes!” Andy groaned.
“Well, I guess I’d better let you have some more,” she replied.
Carla reached forward and began to stroke Andy’s dick lightly. Up and down, over and over, with slow, gentle strokes, her hand glided along his shaft. “God that feels great,” gasped Andy. Carla smiled and began to run her tongue up the inside of his thighs as her hand continued its relentless stroking.
“Ohhh!” Andy sighed as Carla’s tongue worked its way up from his balls to the crown. She swirled her tongue around the engorged head and flicked the slit with the tip of her tongue before opening her lips wide to accept his cock into her mouth once more.
Andy moaned softly as Carla’s lips worked their way steadily up and down his prick. Cupping his balls in one hand, she squeezed gently as her other hand worked in tandem with her mouth. The sighs of pleasure escaping from Andy proclaimed that her work was being appreciated as she licked and sucked his engorged knob.
“Mmm, that feels so good!” Andy moaned as Carla swirled her tongue around the head of his cock. She increased her pace and her head began to bob up and down faster and faster taking the head of his cock deep into the back of her throat with every stroke.
Andy’s balls felt full and heavy as she stroked and squeezed them. His cock twitched involuntarily inside her mouth. Carla could sense his pent up frustration as beads of pre-cum began to ooze from his slit.
A groan from Andy made Carla realise that she had brought him to the brink. His breath was coming in gasps as his climax approached. “Oh Carla … Carla!” he moaned as she sucked hard on his cock. Her hand beat more rapidly along his shaft as she slid her mouth back so that only the very tip of his cock remained in her mouth. Andy’s hips began to thrust as she flicked her tongue over the slit, licking away the increasing flow of pre-cum.
Carla felt him tense. “Oh yes! Oh Carla! Oooohh!” he moaned. Carla let her mouth go slack. She sucked hard and felt his body shudder as his cum began to surge from his cock. She swallowed hard as jet after jet of Andy’s cum filled her mouth. It took all of her concentration to ensure that not a single drop escaped as cum erupted from his cock like a geyser in full flow. When at last he began to subside Carla used her hand to squeeze the last few drops into her mouth. Satisfied, finally that there was no more to be had, Carla let his cock slip from her mouth. She licked her lips, looked up and smiled. “Somebody need that!” she exclaimed with a smile.
“Too right I did!” Andy sighed, “that was amazing!”
“Glad you liked it,” Carla purred before kissing her way up Andy’s body again.
As she kissed him on the lips, she untied the cord from around his wrists. Andy wrapped his arms around her and held Carla tightly as they kissed. Carla could feel Andy’s heart pounding in his chest.
“Time to repay the compliment, I guess,” Andy said as he broke away and began to kiss his way down Carla’s neck. Carla moaned, her fingers digging into the skin of Andy’s back as he gently nibbled on her shoulders. Andy moved down further, his tongue working its way around the curve of Carla’s breasts, his hands cupping and squeezing them lightly as his tongue explored their surface.
“Oh fuck, that’s good,” moaned Carla as Andy coated her tits with a warm, wet film of saliva, his strong hands softly massaging it into her skin. Andy lay with one leg between Carla’s and Carla began to grind her mound against her lover’s thigh, moaning softly as the friction of the contact stimulated her clit. Andy increased the pressure of his leg against Carla’s cunt as Carla rocked her hips up and down, moaning softly as the pleasurable sensations spread through her.
Concentrating on Carla’s left breast, Andy sucked the nipple between his lips, flicking the tip with his tongue as he bit down gently on it. “Oooooh yessss!” Carla gasped, her hips bucking even more forcefully. Andy moved his attention to the other breast, repeating the process, sucking as much of it as he could into the warm confines of his mouth. Carla’s head tossed from side to side, moaning softly in response to a warm tingling feeling that was spreading through her body.
Leaving Carla’s breasts reluctantly behind, Andy began to move down further. Carla’s body trembled in anticipation as he kissed his way down over her flat stomach, pausing briefly to probe her bellybutton with his tongue. “That tickles,” giggled Carla, playfully giving Andy a slap.
“Sorry,” replied Andy, smiling broadly before beginning his downward journey once more.
Positioning himself between Carla’s legs, Andy ran his tongue up the inside of her thighs. Carla sighed as Andy teased her with his tongue, running it up the inside of her thigh, almost touching her enflamed lower lips before retreating down the other side. Again and again, he brought his mouth towards Carla’s cunt, pulling away each time at the very last second as Carla’s body trembled in anticipation. “Quit teasing!” Carla demanded finally, having endured what seemed like an eternity of torment. Smiling to himself, Andy continued the slow approach and retreat of his tongue.
Carla moaned with frustration. “Andy, you sod. Eat me!” she wailed, “Eat my fucking cunt!”
Andy decided to take pity on her. Moving forward, his tongue poked out, slipping between Carla’s wet lower lips. “Yeeeesssss!” cried Carla as she felt Andy’s tongue work its way along her slit with a gentle, feather like touch. Almost at once she felt the first stirrings of her latent orgasm, Andy’s teasing had aroused her beyond measure. Carla had to force herself to relax, to prevent herself from coming too soon so that she could enjoy the sensations of Andy’s tongue on her cunt.
Andy savoured the taste of Carla’s juices as they flowed copiously over his tongue, coating his cheeks and chin with their warm, stickiness. He gently sucked on Carla’s enflamed labia, drawing each one between his lips and running his tongue along its edge. Carla writhed in ecstasy as Andy’s tongue explored every fold and crevice of her cunt, darting occasionally in and out of her tunnel, lapping at her juices. She wound her fingers in Andy’s hair, pulling his head forward, increasing the pressure of her lover’s tongue on her sensitive flesh.
“Oh fuck, yesss!” moaned Carla as Andy’s tongue flicked over her clit. Her body shuddered involuntarily in response to his touch. She could feel the pressure beginning to mount once more, the warm glow of impending orgasm spreading through her body.
Carla’s fingers detached themselves from Andy’s hair and began to clutch at the duvet as the sensations inside her increased steadily in intensity. Her clit throbbed almost painfully as Andy’s tongue flicked over it rapidly. “Oooooohhhhhhh!” she moaned as she felt the first rippling contractions in her cunt. Biting her lip, Carla gripped the duvet even more tightly, her knuckles turning white as she fought to hold on.
Andy could sense the growing tension in Carla’s body. He sucked the swollen bulb of Carla’s clit into his mouth and began to hum as his tongue flicked over its tip. Carla tried desperately to hold back, to savour the deliciously painful moment of pre-orgasmic release for as long as possible. She wanted to scream, every nerve felt as if it was on fire as she struggled to maintain control of her body.
The dam burst as Andy sucked harder on Carla’s throbbing clit. Moaning loudly, her back arched, her hips bucking wildly as she came. “Oooooohhhhhhh!” she cried as powerful spasms shook her body. Andy continued to lick, slowly working his tongue up and down Carla’s wet slit. Carla flinched with every touch, moaning with pleasure. Her thighs clamped tightly around Andy’s head as her orgasm peaked, subsided then peaked again and again until finally, unable to take anymore, her body went limp.
Andy moved up the bed, pausing briefly to plant a kiss on each of Carla’s breasts. “Oh hell, that was fantastic!” sighed Carla before pressing her mouth firmly against Andy’s, tasting herself on her lover’s lips. The kiss they shared was slow and leisurely, their caresses lovingly tender as Carla recovered from her tumultuous climax, her body still trembling in the aftermath of her release.
“I hope you enjoyed that,” Andy said softly. “Enjoy it!” gasped Carla, “Are you for real? That was unbelievable, just what I needed. I should have had you years ago! I can’t believe I allowed myself to miss out on that,” she added cheekily
Andy smiled. “Good,” he said quietly, “thank you.”
Carla laughed. “It’s me who should be thanking you,” she said, “and I will too. Just as soon as a certain part of you recovers.” Her lips closed on Andy’s once more, the intensity of the kiss slowly increasing. Carla’s gently caressing hands became more focussed, concentrating their attention on Andy’s sensitive areas.
“Mmmmm, that feels nice,” Andy sighed as Carla’s hands slid over his body.
“Ssshh,” said Carla, silencing him with a lingering kiss.
Slowly, Carla kissed her way down Andy’s taut body, taking time to tease his nipples with her tongue before continuing downward again. She stroked his cock gently and felt it stir in her hand. “Mmmmmm,” she purred, ‘that’s looking promising. Would you mind if I gave it a little help to get it ready again?”
“What sort of help did you have in mind?” Andy asked.
“Oh, just something a bit like this,” Carla said coyly as she rested her head on Andy’s lap and took the head of his cock into her mouth again.
“Um … er … I, er, I don’t think I mind at all,” Andy said, somehow managing to get the words out as Carla began to suck.
Carla’s mouth slid effortlessly back and forth along the length of Andy’s cock. He moaned as her tongue swirled around its head then gasped as she took him deep into her mouth, his knob pressed against the back of her throat as she swallowed. “Oh fuck, Carla, that’s good!” Andy groaned as she slowly but surely sucked his cock back to full hardness, her hands cupping and squeezing his balls as her hot, wet mouth engulfed his growing hardness.
Finally, Carla let Andy’s cock slip from between her lips. She smiled then said, “That’s enough of that. Now I want you to get on top of me and give me a nice, long, hard fuck.” Andy smiled as Carla stretched out on the bed beside him and opened her legs, suggestively fingering her cunt as she waited for him to comply.
Andy didn’t hesitate. Within seconds he was lying on top of her, his mouth pressed firmly against hers, the head of his cock pressing at the entrance of Carla’s cunt. “Fuck me, Andy!” Carla purred, “I want to feel your cock inside me.”
Andy began to press forward. His cock began to slowly slide, inch by inch, into Carla’s hot, wet cunt. “Mmmmmmm!!” Carla sighed as she felt his cock fill her, stretching her cunt as it slid in deeper, “Oh God, that feels good!”
Slowly, Andy began to move, sliding his cock in and out with long, slow strokes. Carla moaned and squirmed beneath him as he pinned her to the bed. “Harder, Andy! Harder!” Carla urged, digging her fingernails into the cheeks of his arse. Andy increased his pace as Carla urged him on, driving his cock into her with increasing force.
Carla reached up and pulled Andy’s face towards her, kissing him deeply, her tongue swirling in his mouth as she ran her hands down his back to grip his taught buttocks again, savouring the feeling of having him inside her. She pulled her legs back, opening herself up, allowing Andy to sink in deeper.
The slapping sounds of their bodies colliding filled the room. The bed groaned in protest beneath them. Carla’s cries of pleasure increased in volume as Andy’s cock pounded her.
As Andy’s cock plunged in and out, Carla began to play with her breasts. Andy raised himself up, giving Carla more room. The shift in weight pinned her even more firmly to the bed, increasing the friction as his pubic hair tickled her swollen clit. Carla squeezed her breasts, tugging at her nipples as Andy’s prick impaled her. Suddenly, her body began to shake. “Ooooooooh fuck! I’m commmmmmming!” she gasped as her sudden climax took her by surprise.
They rolled over and Carla briefly eased herself off Andy’s cock as she savoured her orgasm. “Fuck! That was good,” she sighed contentedly as her body shook. Reaching between her legs, she gripped his cock and began to run it back and forth along her slit, flicking her clit with its head. Carla teased herself for several moments before guiding the swollen head of Andy’s prick towards the warm, wet entrance of her cunt once again. “Ooooohhhhhhh!” she sighed as she pushed her hips back, feeling Andy’s knob stretch her as she lowered herself slowly on to him again.
“Oh Carla!” Andy gasped as he felt the moist warmth of her cunt engulf his cock as she impaled herself on its length.
Slowly at first then gradually increasing her pace, Carla rocked her hips back and forth. Andy moaned as his cock slid in and out of her with a soft, wet squelching sound. Carla flexed the walls of her cunt around his cock, milking his shaft inside her. “God, Carla, I love that,” Andy moaned as the sensations added to his increasing tension. Carla smiled as she clenched her pelvic muscles even tighter.
“Oh fuck!” Andy sighed as Carla rode his cock with increasing abandon, coating his cock with the warm wetness of her juices as she impaled herself on its length. His hips began to buck, driving his cock deeper into her cunt as she slid back and forth along his length.
Grinding her hips up and down, Carla rode Andy’s cock as he reached up to cup and caress her large breasts. “Oooooooooohhhhhhh, mmmmmmm,” she sighed as he teased her stiff nipples with his thumbs.
Reaching forward, Andy sucked one nipple into his mouth and teased it with his tongue. Carla sighed and Andy turned his attention to the other. “That feels sooo good,” Carla moaned as Andy’s tongue coated her breasts with saliva, “Make them wet all over.”
As Andy’s hands rubbed his saliva into the soft skin of her breasts, his fingers teasing her stiff nipples as his hands slid over her skin, Carla suddenly found herself on the brink of a climax. She increased her pace, sliding up until only the very tip of Andy’s cock remained inside her, holding him there briefly before slamming down, impaling herself on him. Andy thrust his hips upwards, stabbing his cock deep inside her. “Oh … Oh … Oh yessss …” she gasped as Andy’s hard cock filled her, igniting her orgasm.
With her body shaking and her eyes screwed tightly shut, Carla let the waves of her climax break over her as she rode Andy’s cock, her hips moving of their own volition. She murmured dreamily to herself as the sensations took her. Her orgasm slowly rose to a shuddering peak. Carla strained to hold on, extracting the maximum pleasure from her climax until finally, with a low sigh, she let its energy dissipate
Carla opened her eyes and smiled down at Andy. “I want you on top of me again,” she purred, still gently rocking against his cock. “I want you to fuck me so hard it hurts!” she demanded.
They rolled over, Andy’s cock still buried deep in Carla’s cunt. Carla clasped her hands above her head as Andy started to pump rhythmically in and out, pinning her to the bed. Andy reached forward and wrapped his fingers around Carla’s wrists, restraining her as he plunged into her warm, wet depths.
The soft squelching of Andy’s cock as he drove it into Carla’s cunt, the slapping of their bodies as they collided together filled the room as Andy fucked her with long, hard, powerful thrusts. Carla’s moans of pleasure insinuated themselves into the spaces between the sounds of their passion. “Oh yes, fuck me! Fuck my cunt! Fuck it hard!” Carla demanded as she brought he legs up, letting Andy sink deeper into her body as, with her ankles crossed, she rested her feet on his arse.
Breathing hard, Andy increased his pace, pulling right out before slamming back in. The force of his thrusts pushed Carla up the bed until her head pressed against the headboard
“Harder!” Carla urged, “Fuck me harder” she cried. She flexed the walls of her cunt around his shaft. “I love feeling your balls slap against my arse when you fuck me,” she murmured as Andy pounded her still harder.
“Carla! Oh, Carla!” Andy gasped as he felt his climax approach.
“Yes! Oh fuck yessss! Oh Andy!” Carla cried as the force of his fucking drove her towards the precipice once again.
“Oh fuck … Oh fuck … Oh Carla, I’m coming!” Andy gasped as his seed began to rise.
“Oh yes, Andy, give it to me! Fill me with your cum,” Carla moaned as her womb contracted.
They came together. Carla’s body heaved below Andy’s as she felt his body go rigid and his rich, hot fluid flood into her tunnel. “Oh … Oh … Oh …” Andy groaned as his hips surged forward, releasing another jet of cum deep inside Carla’s body with every thrust.
“Yes … Yes … Oh fuck … Yessssss!” Carla cried as fire coursed through every nerve, the waves of her climax washing over her.
With sweat dripping from his brow, Andy collapsed on top of Carla, releasing his grip from around her wrists. Carla wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him towards her, kissing him deeply as they let their shared ecstasy consume them.
As they lay in each other’s arms, their bodies still joined, basking in the glow of their shared pleasure, Andy turned and starred into Carla’s eyes. “Would you like to stay tonight?” he asked. “I can set my alarm so that you’ve plenty of time to nip back to your room for your things in the morning?”
Carla smiled. She reached out to stroke Andy’s cheek. “How much time is plenty of time?” she asked playfully.
“I don’t know,” replied Andy, “How much time do you need?”
“You mean, how much time do we need, don’t you?” asked Carla.
“I guess I do,” replied Andy contentedly, turning his head slightly to kiss Carla’s fingers. “Is that a ‘yes’ then?” he asked.
“What do you think, silly?” asked Carla, pulling Andy’s body tightly against hers before kissing him once again.
©Kilted Wookie July 2007