The story of a lonesome ol'Jerome

*Andy's POV*

I tugged gently on Gwyn’s elbow. “That could wait a minute longer, though.” I tried my best to look appealing. Definitely not my forte, but I went for some puppy dog eyes. “I could use a little more snuggle time.” Chicks love snuggling. This will surely work.

Gwyn looked at me, and I could see it was working indeed. Sweet! “Ok, just for a minute, cause I’m a fucking sucker, and you are so fucking snuggly!” She grinned, and put her phone away. She burrowed in next to me, and I ran my hands over her pale skin. She was so touchable and soft, I squeezed her hip and then her breast, and I felt myself getting hard. “Mmmmm.” She sounded happy as she ran her hand over my cheek, then down to my chest, then my stomach. When her elbow hit my erection, she looked down, surprised, and laughed. “Andy?”

“I can’t help it, you’re delicious.” I brought her face up to mine and held it as I kissed her, tasting her, feeling her lips and tongue on mine. I knew what else I wanted to taste. I nudged her with my hand and after a second she spread her legs, allowing me access to the place where they met. She groaned and her body rocked a little when I easily entered her with two fingers, stroking her clit with my thumb. She was still moist from the sex we had just had. I kept at it, kissing her, rubbing her nub as it became more and more swollen, pumping her wet little slit. She gripped at me and panted, moaning my name as we kissed, and I couldn’t hold back any more.

I spread her thighs wider and went to taste her, at last, when she sat up, alarmed. “Andy, what are you doing?” Ah fuck.

“Babe, I want to go down on you.” I kissed her, I started fingering her again. I felt her relax and then let go again, getting into it, whimpering. “Please, babe?”

She looked up at me, sighing with pleasure as I worked at her. “Uh-ok… But hold my hand.” I took her small right hand in my left and interlaced my fingers in hers.

I stopped fingering her for a while as I explored her labia piercings with my mouth, tugging and biting at the hairless, tender flesh they were in. Gwyn was so wet, her taste was everywhere. It was mildly sweet, and I liked it, it meant she was enjoying it. She bucked as I found my way to her clitoris, marked by its own piercing through her hood. I started firm letters from the alphabet with my tongue, trying to keep track of which ones she liked the best. ‘A,’ ‘B,’ ‘G,’ ‘W,’ ‘Z,’ and I couldn’t keep track of any more than that, so I just kept repeating those, and she was rocking her hips a fair amount, squeezing my hand. I slipped my fingers inside her hungry little passage again, and was pleased to feel her contract around them, as she moaned and thrust onto them. I bit at the base of her clitoris, and she moaned, again I felt her squeezing the fingers I had inside of her. She was so tight! I added another and increased my tempo, pleased to hear her breathing get ragged. She started moaning my name, and squeezing my left hand, sounding desperate. Soon, any second. Her legs began to shake, she squeezed my left hand in a death grip, her insides pulsed, and she screamed “Andy!” loud enough to wake the dead as she squirted a small amount of sweet liquid into my mouth and down my chin. Then she went limp. I licked my lips, satisfied. Well, she had passed out again- I must be doing something right.

My cock throbbed, wanting attention, and I tried to ignore it. I crawled up to lay next to her and kissed her on the cheek. Her eyes fluttered open, and she smiled. "Andy?" she said in barely above a whisper.

I leaned in so I could hear her, returning her smile, stroking her cheek. "Yeah?"

"I want you to cum too. If you want, you can fuck me, Andy. I want you to. You're amazing. I'm just still too weak to move." And she gave me a look. She licked her lips. I sprang off the bed for a condom, intent on plowing her ASAP.

I rolled the condom on, slung her limp legs over my shoulders, and entered her hard and fast. We both groaned loudly. Damn, she was such a tight fit! I fucked her hard, hearing our skin slapping together, watching her face contort in pleasure, she started rolling in and out of a semi-conscious state, occasionally moaning out my name. She was completely helpless, she was so crazy for my cock she couldn't even move, the thought drove me wild. I impaled her deeper on me, feeling an orgasm building urgently at the base of my shaft. I felt her stiffen under me, and then she cried out my name as she came, gasping. The rhythmic squeezing of her passage on my shaft gave me what I craved, and I came, emptying my load as I pumped her with my hips, riding out our orgasms.

I collapsed onto her, spent.

Notes

Silly Andy! However will you get anything done with all that sexin?

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