Jun 062008
 

Slow strokes. It’s too hot to do anything else. I take my time with everything. I entered slowly. I grabbed a thigh and propped it around my hip for that extra penetration. My hips shift in, my hips shift out. We get to fuck without hardly any effort.

But the best laid plans of sweaty lovers get tossed aside. Trying to conserve motion goes out the window when you slide into a tight pussy. No amount of heat can stop two bodies who need to fuck. The room is hot but my cock and her pussy are hotter.

I grab the bedpost and my gentle rocking motion turns into a violent slamming. I watch those heavy brown breasts quake from my thrusts. Sweat covers us both and we don’t care.

  3 Responses to “Lazy Summer Fucking”

  1. For some reason, this is the third time in a row I’ve found myself biting my lower lip when reading your work.
    And living in a 95F degree environment, it makes for believable reading too.

  2. Sweating is wonderful in the right context. And yes… languorous sex is a great concept, but never ends up that way.

  3. Athena- I am glad to cause an increase in lip biting incidences :)

    Marianne- The path to frantic sex is paved with languorous intentions.

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