A very welcome guest, Part 3

Now tonight was going to be the first time either of us had slept a full night’s sleep, without getting up and finding each other. It had been an incredible rhythm until now, and I didn’t want it to end, even if I felt sick to my stomach with guilt, although only when I wasn’t as hot as hell with desire. Conflicting and confused thoughts reeling in my head, I closed my eyes and let my fatigue drag me into sleep.

I have no idea how long it was, or what time it was, but what seemed to be at least a couple of hours later, I was awoken from my sleep. The first thing I felt was a face against mine, and a tugging between my legs. Disoriented and confused, in the darkness of the room, as I slowly woke up, I was startled, feeling a hand wrapping around my ball sac and clenching. I began to let out a small gasp of air, and I felt a hand close over my mouth, silencing me. I opened my eyes, and squinted to try and see in the night time shadow. Cristina was there, right there in front of me. In a flash my mind woke up, and tried to put it together. I was in bed, my wife was next to me, and Cristina was right there… had she gone completely crazy? I was wracked with panic and fear, but there was no hiding or denying the fact that from the very moment I understood the situation, I was erect, bolt upright like a space shuttle impatient for lift-off.

Fear truly is an aphrodisiac, and Cristina seemed to really get off on it. She slowly took her hand away from my mouth as she brought her lips there to replace them, whilst whispering. “Sssshhhhhhhh. I missed you.”

I seriously wondered if I was still dreaming, and as it all happened so fast, it felt like an unreal experience. Cristina , leaning over me, with one hand on my waist and the other still clutching my balls, was pulling me towards her and off the bed. In one short movement, I found myself lying on the floor, with Cris lying above me. She had pressed the head of my cock at her opening and pulled me into her before I even really knew what was going on, mounting me like a circus ride. Her hands clamped on to my body, her tongue delving into my mouth as she gripped my arms tight, pressing and forcing herself hard onto my solid and ever growing presence inside her. My whole body was sleepy and slow to respond, but the feelings of our junction quickly flooded my whole nervous system like a shot of espresso. In seconds, her pussy was clutching and grasping at my cock as her finger nails dug into my skin and she was moaning into my mouth, trying to keep as near to silent as possible. It was almost hard to believe but as I rotated and lifted my hips, thrusting into her once or twice, the truth was obvious; her orgasm was literally instant, and desperately needed. I was still rock hard inside her as she took my face in her hands, with eyes wide open, staring deep into mine in the darkness her every feature pouring out the silent scream that she was longing to sound out.

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