Free Bear of Interest by Unknown Page A

another’s lips as he moved faster inside her.
    Guys usually came quickly inside her which meant she hadn’t really ever enjoyed a toe curling orgasm. Sex was something she did in hopes to get a thrill out of it, but rarely did. Tonight, she felt a stirring that usually took a long time to happen. She tried to bring her legs up, but Cole was big and heavy.
    “You want to feel the climax of your life?” he asked her.
    She nodded. He stopped moving. The bastard, was he teasing her or what?
    But then his cock was moving inside her. No, it couldn’t be. She had to be dreaming. This was all a dream, the date, the earlier orgasm, the most hunky guy inside her.
    No, it was real. She could feel his dick beating rapidly in her pussy. Thrilling her, taking her close to something she’d never…
    Sam pinched his arms. He was real, and oh my god, she’d just had the sort of orgasm she thought only women in romance novels or movies experienced. Everything in her room was a blur and it was spinning as it happened again.  
    How thin were the walls in these townhouses? Were her neighbors home? Had she woken them? She almost asked him to stop but she liked it too damn much?
    Sam felt like she was falling, down into a sexual bliss as the sensation in her pussy was one long fantastic joy ride. If she could see herself now she knew she’d have a far-away look in her eyes. She might never stop smiling.
    “Fuck me,” she said.
    “That’s what I’m doing, Sammy.”
    He began thrusting again, holding her tight and moving his hips at a speed that just wasn’t normal but she wasn’t complaining.
    “I’m coming…”
    She was about to say again, but the orgasm made her lose her speech for just a second. She was crying too, crying out with joy and wanting it to go on and on, and then he began panting and groaning like a wild animal and whoosh, she felt him come even through the rubber he was wearing.
    They breathed together, both covered in sweat and evidence of sexual arousal, a strong odor that she’d never smelled post sex ever before. It was almost like a pheromone that made her want to be fucked again.
    He pulled out of her and rolled off of her body and down onto his back. She wanted to roll on her side to look at him, but she couldn’t move. Her pussy was still rejoicing.
    “What did you say about not coming or not coming fast?” he asked.
    “I’m lost for words. How do you do that thing with your dick?”
    “Cock slapping.”
    “Cock slapping. Yeah, I think that describes it perfectly.”
    “It’s a secret that runs in my family.”
    “Um, that sounds interesting.”
    “I hate to fuck and run, but I have to actually go for a run,” said Cole.
    “What right now?”
    “Yeah, I’m on duty tomorrow and it helps me unwind.”
    “Okay.”
    He grabbed her hand and squeezed it. “You want to go look at some art exhibits for our next date?”
    “Sure, I’d love it.”
    “Oh, and let me take some of your paintings to show Brady Walsh.”
    “You don’t trust me to do it?”
    “I don’t trust him.”
    Cole leaned over and kissed her. “I can see myself out.”
    “Great because my pussy needs to just lie here and recover.”
    He laughed, tapped her on the nose and then got off the bed. He took his clothes and headed out of the room.
    Sam or Sammy as she now wanted to be known stared up at the ceiling. Letting your guard down was just downright fun.
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    Cole picked up speed. Running as a bear had always been fun, but running after you’d just had the fuck of your life, well, that was pure paradise. The wind blew through his fur, inching its way downward, making his pelt tingle, making him hot and horny all over again.
    He stopped and found a tree on which to rub himself against. He stood up on his hind legs, went high up on its trunk and rubbed himself back and forth, back and forth. Real bears would probably get a scent and just think that he was one of their competitors who’d come by this way. But to a