Free Desperate Thoughts: The Gift by Ian Dalton Page A

He repeated, "Tell me."
    "Take me, yes, fuck me." She groaned.
    He kissed her hard. Pushing the fabric aside with one finger, he adjusted himself so his shaft was parting her slick lips. Moaning, she leaned her head back. He pulled his hips back a little and, with one hand, guided the head of his cock up until it was poking its way between her delicate folds. She reached up and held his face with both hands as she slid her tongue into his mouth, kissing him deeply. When she pulled her tongue back, he followed with his and she sucked it between her teeth. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he put his hands on her ass, and in one motion, she straddled him with her legs, impaling herself on his rock hard cock.
    Exhaling, she leaned back away from him, then used her legs to draw her pussy toward his groin, pulling him deep inside. His cock pushed against her cervix, she screamed in ecstasy, then wrapped her legs around him even tighter and pulled him closer. With his cock thickly filling her, she whispered in his ear, "Don’t move."
    He held perfectly still with his hands still cupping her ass cheeks. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she paused, just enjoying the feeling of her pussy being filled once again by a real cock after more than a year. Moving her hips, she ground up and down on him slowly. He slipped his fingers down to her pussy and pulled her panties away. She kissed him again then pulled her head back as she whispered, "You feel exactly like David."
    "I was born to fuck you," he replied.
    They could both feel it when her lace panties slipped inside of her while they fucked and she grimaced. He reached down to pull them out as she said, "I’ve got to get these off."
    He lifted her off his cock and she slid her legs from around his back until her feet reached the floor. After slipping off the panties, she lay down to the carpet. He got between her knees and eased back into her. Spreading her legs wide, she held them apart as far as she could, with her hands clutching under her knees. She looked him in the eye and nodded. "Cum inside me."
    She held her knees apart, spreading her pussy wide, but still feeling the girth of his thick cock as he pumped into her slowly. Getting up on his toes, he put his hands on either side of her chest and pushed himself up off of her, which left his cock the only part of him touching her. She spread her legs even wider and focused all her attention on the feeling of him deep inside. He pumped up and down while flexing the muscles in his groin to expand his cock more to fill her as much as he possibly could. Straining, he held his breath, then stiffened every muscle in his body until he finally felt the release. He groaned loudly and gently collapsed on her in a heap. She let go of her knees, wrapped her legs and arms around him, pulling him close as he slowly pumped his last drops of semen into her. She held him there, gently running her fingers through his hair. Pulling up from her, he looked her in the eye. "I want to make you cum."
    She nodded while slowly breathing as she pushed him down, gently coaxing him toward her breast. Taking a nipple into his mouth, he massaged the other with his hand. He sucked her breast while she pulled his head closer to her chest. He began gently biting her nipple and she let out a moan that told him to keep doing just that. He alternated between licking, biting and sucking at her nipples and all she could think of was getting his cock back into her mouth.
    "I’ve got to taste you," she said.
    Pulling up from her breasts, he brought his half hard cock to her lips as he straddled her head with his knees. She eyed it for a moment before guiding it into her mouth. Tasting the combination of her pussy juice, his cum, and their sweat, she groaned. He leaned back, ran his hand down into her pussy and filled her with his fingers. She was sopping wet now. Pulling his fingers out, he spread her juice all over her clit. He rubbed the hairless lips of her