breathing hard, until I whimper in desperation. “Slowly, Eliza. I want this to last.”
I finally stop thrusting and turn myself over to Danny. I trust him to take care of me tonight. As I relax, Danny begins to thrust while nuzzling my neck, kissing my lips, and suckling my breasts. My need is so great, that even with his slow pace, I can feel another orgasm stalking me. The feel of his hardness sliding in my wetness is exquisite. I whimper as the pleasure fills me. “I’m coming,” I gasp.
Danny explodes into motion. He drives hard and fast into me. I can feel my fingers digging into Danny’s back, but I am powerless to release him. My orgasmic throes lock me into position, as I burn. And still, Danny drives into me. I feel another orgasm follow on the heels of the first. The two orgasms merge into one long, sustained orgasm. It has such mind twisting power that I can no longer think, I can only endure. I twist up and try to curl around Danny. My legs are pulled up and my shoulders are off the bed. I cling to him in silent, erotic agony. Yet, my orgasm roars on… until… finally it releases its hold on me. I fall back to the bed, completely spent.
I feel Danny’s hips coast to a stop. “Did you come?” I mumble, so wiped out I can barely speak.
“No...”
“Oh, God,” I say, then I begin to laugh. The laugh of a woman that has just had the shit fucked out of her and knows that her man has more left. “I can’t go on. I’m finished.”
Danny lies down beside me, kissing me gently. “It’s okay,” he says softly.
We snuggle for a moment, kissing slowly. The press of his hardness reminds me that I’m not done. I still have work to do. After a few minutes, I have recovered enough so that I can think coherently again. As my strength returns, I begin to kiss down his body. This may only be a one night stand, but I sincerely hope not. I have seen the real Danny Anderson and I find that I like him. I like him a lot. Can he do this to me every night? Yes, I do hope there is more to come. A great deal more.
As I work my way down Danny’s body, I can feel him tightening up as my lips move ever nearer to their ultimate goal. “Never leave a man behind,” I say, before I plunge him into my mouth.
I work Danny over with tongue and hand until I can feel him begin to move and squirm. His hissing and moaning drive me into a frenzy. I want him inside me badly, but I can tell I don’t have it in me. Not now. Not after five hard orgasms. But later, after we rest, then yes. I will have him again. So, I continue to savage him. Then, with a shuddering groan, Danny begins to come. I use his cum to lubricate my breast before I wrap them around his cock. This really doesn’t do that much for me, but men seem to like it. I want to give Danny as much pleasure tonight as he has given me.
I move on him, cooing and purring, as I slide him through the valley of my breasts. Danny thrusts and squirms. He tears at the bed linens as we move. I occasionally take him into my mouth to rewet him before placing him once again between my breasts. So long as he is hard and seems to be enjoying it, I will continue to please him. His excitement gives me a deep thrill. I draw pleasure from giving it. Danny suddenly barks loudly, as he comes again. The intensity of his orgasm causes him to thrash and gasp. I’m surprised when he ejaculates again. I can’t help but smile. He has been without a woman for far too long.
Danny second orgasm finishes him. I try to keep him hard, trying to go for a three-peat, but all he can do is shudder and gasp. I alternate between dragging him between my breasts and fellating him. It causes him to whimper, as if in pain while he struggles. Finally, he begins to go soft. I would have liked to have him come again, just to see if I could make him do it. I’ve never had a man come twice, so close together. That in itself is something.
I crawl into Danny’s