I gently picked her up to lay her on the bed. She stretched her arms out to her side and spread her legs while looking up at me in anticipation. When it seemed as if I was hesitating Michelle raised her arms to me, beckoning me to come to her. How could I resist. When I tried to get on the bed to her side, she moved her leg so my knee was between her legs. She reached for my upper arms and pulled me on top of her. As my weight settled on her she let out a soft moan of satisfaction while spreading her thighs and moving her legs on to mine, holding me close. I began kissing her. Soft kisses on the lips. She began undulating her hips, moving up and down. Without any assistance I found myself, my dick, caught by her lower lips seemingly being caressed by her. Just as this registered in my mind, her undulating hips slid me more than halfway into her. It felt exquisite, awesome. With just a couple of more hip undulations I was totally buried in her. I wasn't moving yet we were, and there is no other cool word for it, fucking. I was going in and out of her at a slow, gentle pace and not even moving yet. My body began responding and started matching her movements with strokes of my own. As I started moving, her upward hip movements became harder and faster making me gasp with pleasure.
I pulled back to look at Michelle. She stretched her head back, eyes closed, mouth open, breathing heavily while continuing to move her hips in sync with me. Each time our hips met she gave a soft sound. Each slap of our hips was accompanied by soft grunts of pleasure; very rhythmic. This was too exciting. Considering this was the first female companionship that I'd had for over a year. This was also the first really good erection I have had in at least two years; this wasn't going to last long at all.
As a matter of fact I felt the surge inside me and although my sperm had been requested I still announced, "Oh Michelle, I'm going to cum, it's here, and I'm cuming."
Her hips sped up and with each slap of our bodies she murmured, "Yes, yes, yes, yes" until she felt the first splash squirt from me. Michelle was gasping and groaning and I could feel her tighten and quiver on me. It seemed as if I came for minutes filling her with rope after rope of probably very potent sperm until finally my body froze from the sensation. Michelle still had her legs wrapped around my legs and her arms around my body, holding me tightly to her. I lifted my lips to hers and began kissing her softly in gratitude for such a special congress. She kissed back with more force than before and kept up the gentle hip undulations moving, sliding me in and out of her.
My softening dick began firming up again. Wonder of wonders. Mentally I was probably being turned on by the thought of intentionally fertilizing the beauty beneath me. The oversensitive feeling of my ego was being replaced by renewed desire. As I firmed, Michelle's hip movements became more energetic while she renewed her, "Yes, yes, yes," with each meeting of our hips. There was no going slow. Each time I withdrew she would begin sending her hips toward mine requiring me to reverse directions and meet her. This continued for only five minutes or so while about each minute Michelle would groan loudly and her pussy would quiver and grip my cock.
That felt pretty damn good. So good in fact that my balls were signaling my dick to begin tingling, getting ready for the train of sperm that was about to shoot through. "Oh baby, I'm gonna do it again, it's gonna happen."
"Yes, yes, yes, do it, do it, fill me, please fill me, make me a baby, give me your baby," She gasped and groaned.
That did it. The first squirt had to have blown nearly through her. My mind was sending those ropes of good guys into her with meaning. I couldn't believe I could cum so much, six, seven, eight pulses that felt as if they were as full of juice as the first.
Meanwhile Michelle was groaning and gasping, saying, "Ahh, ahh, ahh, yes, oh, ahh, ahh, yes, more."
There was no more; the last squirt of sperm flew from me into her, my dick relaxed back to its flaccid state, telling me okay, I did my part. My balls even felt empty.
Michelle was still holding me tightly but beginning to get her breath back, her hips were now still. I tried to roll off her but she held me close and began kissing me again. We kissed and kissed while we pressed tightly onto each other. This was special. As we kissed her legs fell to the side of me and then her tight hugs relaxed until one arm fell to the bed. I noticed she really wasn't kissing back. It was just my lips touching hers over and over. When I raised my head to look at her, she made a sound. I think she softly snored. I gently pulled from her and moved to her side. As soon as I did, she rolled to me throwing an arm and a leg over me. I pulled the covers over us watching her in repose for a few seconds before I was asleep too.
