Don’t Stop, Don’t Stop

Jenny’s outside door swinging open a few inches, her face appearing round the edge, finger on lips, whispering, sshhh, the landlord’s around, quick, get upstairs. Both tiptoeing, scampering into her room, closing her door.

Both of us smiling, schoolkids on an adventure. Our voices still hushed. Catching up with how things’ve been since last time. Her body in a short clinging black shift, nothing or not much underneath. My hands busy untying my shoes, kicking them off, removing my clothes.

The last of my clothes now off, Jenny lifting her shift over her head, using her naked body to push me onto the bed. Her soft smooth skin against mine like a salve. Holding each other close, lovers long parted, now together again. Jenny sighing in likewise pleasure.

After a while, pushing me away, smiling, hey mister, I need to check up on how things’re going with my buddy down there, you just lie back. Sliding down, kissing my cock, hey there buddy boy, have you been missing your Jenny, show me how hard you can get. Taking it in her mouth, rearranging herself into comfort for a long sucking session.

Me on my back, tingling. Pondering our bodies’ mutual pull, a miraculous force, unheedful of shyness or intentions or artifice or thought, merely existing and asserting. My hardness in her mouth, absorbing her physic, making me drowsy as with a narcotic.

Jenny suddenly stopping, crawling to my face, whispering, hey, I want you inside me. Brooking no denial. Reaching for a condom, putting it on me, mounting, guiding me inside. Her face softening, eyes closing, a slight whimper. Grinding her hips, driving me deeper, finding some soft fleshy spot within, rubbing it on my tip.

Opening her eyes, pulling my shoulder, rolling me over on top of her. Our bodies sliding together away from the bed’s edges. My cock deep inside her, hips thrusting slowly. Her breathing shallow. My hand cupping her buttock, finding her sphincter, stroking it, wetting my finger with her juices, pushing it inside, her voice in my ear, yes honey, that’s fantastic, you’re going to make me cum.

My finger inside her feeling through her flesh the movement of my cock, both moving in reciprocal sexual thrust. Her body surrendered utterly to mine. Her breath on my cheek in short gasps. Time stopping. Pulling gently away, seeing if she needs to adjust position, her arm gripping me like steel, no, keep going, don’t stop, don’t stop, keep going.

Her body suddenly still. No sound, just the stillness. Our skins wet with exertion. Pulling apart, smiling, lying side by side, my fingers stroking her hair, my lips kissing her forehead.