Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

The Devil With A Deal:>>Ep18

We moved together in measured strokes. Synchronized. Our bodies reacted to each other in perfect time. Almost leisurely. I never wanted it to end. I needed to cum so bad. Again, I tried to increase my pace, adding a little aggressive pump -- punctuating the end of each stroke.

"You getting close?" Tara asked, investigating my face.

For a moment, I was back in bed with Kate. With my wife. Are you close was code for it's time to pull out now. I flinched, waiting for Tara to tell me the same thing.

"Yeah," I said, so selfishly reluctant to slip away. It went beyond my basic desire to finish what I'd started. More like a biological imperative. I can't explain it except to say that cumming anywhere but inside Tara would be harder than walking myself into a room of spinning razors.

I waited, cringing for the inevitable refusal of my most basic need. But instead, the adorable redhead just smiled and nodded.

"It's OK," Tara said. Relief washed over me like my first gasp of air after holding my breath for hours. "Inside is OK."

I worked us both back into a frenzy. Tara reached around and grabbed my butt. Arched her back to push her tits forward. I was too enraptured in my own enjoyment to take one into my mouth.

My little cheerleader returned. "That's it, Andy. Do it. Fuck your wife's little sister. Fill me up. Oh, I love this. I'm fucking my sister's husband. I want it. What she won't give you. I know she doesn't let you. Come on. Cum inside. Please."

The abandon of that moment grabbed hold of me. The ardor of Tara's cries, her pleading for my seed, it was like being set free. I savored every stroke. Tried to make myself record every glorious moment.

Finally, I felt the spark of sensation that warned an explosion was imminent. I drove into Tara with abandon. She whined and shuddered. Her hands shot to my hips. Legs wrapped around my waist. Held me close. "Oh yes!" Tara cried.

the intensity of my ejaculations. I'd never felt anything like this. The sense of satisfaction, the way it amplified my pleasure, it was more than I'd

trying to slurp up every drop of my essence. She kissed my lips. Ran

good boy. Give it to me. All

grunts, till my sounds rounded down to nothing. My cock slowly softened inside Tara. A bit of our shared juices dripped out, warm, over

scooched up and I slipped out of her entirely. Both of us were gross with sweat. Her hair was wild, sticking up on one side, drooping over her eye

around, but the only cloth I could find nearby was my boxers, so I handed them to her. She

stared, still catching my breath. Everything felt over-hot. My dick dribbled idly onto the cushions. Rationality slowly returned. A

it right on my face. "Don't, OK? Don't make me

I said quickly, "Of course

won't let you do that," Tara said, "Maybe the rules don't apply here, or they do but

Before the party she'd made me promise to take care of her sister. I

was amazing," I said, "I

"Jeez, you put a lot in me,"

in my sister-in-law's hand, saturated with semen and grool. Resigned, I stood up naked. Tara did the same. Again, she leaned over and kissed me. But it was back to the usual, chaste expression

this one moment, a drunken dalliance. Like we'd met in a dream one time; that wasn't wrong. Just an uncontrollable

remorse shifted to relief. It was sad that what we had would never be recaptured. But it was a comfort knowing that we never

my hand and led me out of the living room. We walked up the stairs. The hallway was totally dark now. Completely

I said, "There's plenty of room in that