1. Chanel and Ethan 34


    Date: 11/29/2017, Categories: Cheating, Author: tangerinesky, Source: LushStories

    I peel off my leggings as Ethan undoes his pants, both of us grinning at each other. He was taking me to dinner, but our hunger for each other surpassed the need for food. I started teasing him while he was driving, so he found a deserted road and parked. I'm surprised by how spacious his car is when I maneuver myself onto his lap with him in the driver seat. I'm ready and wet thanks to his hand a moment ago, and I line myself up with his dick. I lower my hips, feeling him create a space inside my body for his massive size. Ethan holds me, helping me, and we're both panting already. I hold onto the seat and the inside of the door, and I moan when only half of him is in. "Shit," I whimper, and Ethan tries to adjust himself, making room for me to get comfortable. I get my knees lower, and he slides in deeper, both of us moaning. We have such amazing sexual chemistry, it's ridiculous. Every time he's inside me -even though it can hurt- I feel better somehow. We know what the other person wants and we're always eager to give it. What started out as just sex evolved into something...better. We're connecting on a higher level than just physical gratification; we get lost in each other, with each other, the mutual feeling undiluted. I've only slept with five men in my entire life, and Ethan is by far my favorite. When his length is nearly buried inside me, we start a rhythm in our compact space. Up and down, back and forth, I ride him, us panting the same space of air. I put my ...
    forehead on his and we stare at each other, the only noise our breathing, the only movement our slow rocking. In the middle of our moment, Ethan reaches up to hold the back of my head, kissing me with a desperation I've never felt before. I kiss him back as he holds me tightly, and when he pulls away, he moans into my mouth. "I love being inside you," Ethan whispers, and I moan too. "I don't want to lose this," he says quieter than before, and my already erratic heart jumps. "You're not going to," I say, because I don't either, and his face almost looks pained as he groans. I grab his face and kiss him again, trying to get rid of whatever's bothering him. Lately there's been an undertone to his actions I can't seem to put my dainty finger on. So I fuck him harder. Whatever it is, it's bothering me too, and I want us both to forget about everything but each other. He holds my waist and assists in picking up our pace. When he starts pounding up into me, forcing me onto him simultaneously, my moaning gets louder. He hits his spot on every push. And I say his spot because he's the only one who's ever touched it. The very tight, very tender entrance to my cervix that the head of his dick wedges into when he's deep inside me. It's impossible to avoid when he gives me his entire length, and I love it. Another connection only he and I share. It's getting hot in his car, but we don't stop, both of us getting closer. Ethan holds my hips and forces me all the way on him, still humping me, ...
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