My Visit to Sharon. 04

All you read here is true and accurate. Only our names have been changed to protect our identities.

Monday.

This was to be our last 'day' together for a month as I was due to fly home later that afternoon. I'd be returning to Sharon in March for a very busy long weekend, where we had visits arranged with family members.

We woke I guess about six in the morning. I woke first and turned to Sharon and began to stroke her arm trying to wake her gently. She woke fairly quickly saying, "Hi." And reaching forwards to kiss me.

"Hello. Did you sleep well?"

"Yes. You?"

"I did. We fell asleep quickly last night. The early rise I guess caught up with us."

"Yes. Strange we fell sleep pretty fast and we didn't fuck!"

"So, being my last morning with you, shouldn't we make up for that? But before we do though I need the bathroom."

I got to the bedroom door and with the light shining from the night lamp in the hallway, Sharon called out, "Hey. Nice stiff one there. Don't waste it. Bring it back to me."

I returned, my cock still pretty hard. "Kneel in front of me and let me suck you to get you harder. This is our last morning together, let's enjoy it."

I leaned forward to kiss her and then she held my cock and took it in her mouth. Her other hand through my legs gripping my arse cheek, pulling my groin towards her. I pushed deep into her mouth. Warm and wet, I started to give her a mouth fuck. Back and forward my hips moved, getting ever deeper into her mouth. I was hard and I wanted to fuck her rather than come in her mouth.

I pulled away from her. Her hand still gripping my cock. "All ok?" She asked.

"Yes good. I just want to fuck you." I laid down next to her, she removing her hand from my cock. "Come and climb on me." Sharon rolled over onto me and started to kiss me passionately and hard. My hands stroked all over her body. She again grabbed my cock and placed it at her cunt hole. I moved into her and pumped deeper and deeper, she using her hands to push up on my chest. I was now deep into her. We both fucked hard. She orgasmed. I rolled her over and kissed her. "I'm gonna fuck you until you tell me to stop!"

We started to fuck again.

I had had this huge feeling of wanting to just fuck her until I couldn't carry on. I wanted to fuck her like no other woman I'd ever fucked. I wanted us to remember this morning in our lonely moments, to remember how good this morning was and how incredible it felt.

I was fucking her hard and through her orgasms. I felt we had gone from a good hard fuck to being feral. The fucking had moved to a new level of intensity. She was scratching my back. I was gripping her head. I could feel sweat on her neck and at the end of her short blonde hair. I started to bite down on her shoulders, bite her eyes and lick her face. Still fucking, our pace of fucking increased. I moved my body up hers slightly so my groin could press on her clit. It worked, she orgasmed again. I still had a hard cock and wanted to fuck her even more.

By now we were both sweating. Sweat was running from my neck round to my chin and dripping onto Sharon. Her sweating had increased, my hands wet as I gripped her neck. "Fuck me again. I need this." We did. Fucking her felt good. Her legs wrapped around my waist, she wanted as much cock as I could fuck her with.

The fucking didn't stop but slowed down. I had my cock at the opening of her cunt hole, poking just inside her. "How are you, how does that feel?"

"Wonderful. You're fucking me so good. Don't stop."

We kissed hard whilst I poked her gently. I moved my body so I could move my hand to play with her clit. Our fucking picked up pace slightly as I played with her clit. Pushing my cock in further, she began to hold me tight. With my cock inside her I pushed in two fingers alongside it. Sharon took in a harsh breath of air. "Oh yes. Oh yes, that feels good." Again the pace of our fucking increased. "Squeeze my clit and fuck me hard."

Again we moved to feral status. I was squeezing her clit as I hadn't done before. I was fucking her almost savagely. Our bodies perspiring. I was licking and biting her left shoulder. The fucking became intense once more. Even the bed was banging and joining in. "Oh yes. Oh yes. Fuck yes. Fucking hell!"

Again Sharon had yet another orgasm. I moved my hand from her cunt and offered her to suck on them. She took them deep into her mouth and sucked hard on them.

I still had the urge to fuck Sharon. Yet again I started to pump her, our bodies writhing in each other's sweat but both enjoying this time together. We just continued to fuck. Our bodies working together, pleasuring each other.

Again Sharon orgasmed. The orgasm wasn't huge but one that she enjoyed.

I pulled out of her, my dick feeling slightly limp and sore. I placed my knee between her legs. "I like this," she said as I rubbed on her clit. We kissed hard as she moved her hips in time with me jerking her off with my leg.

"Let me rub my thigh on your clit and cunt Sharon." We kissed, she gripping my arse and pulling me up and down on her. Again an orgasm. "Tell me when to stop." She said nothing but grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me close to kiss her. She wanted more but my cock wasn't ready. "Let me finger fuck you?"

I got to my knees on the bed. My hand pushing down on the cunt. My fingers went straight into her. My other hand squeezing down on her chest. She took a hold of my cock and held it tight. My cock was done for, but my fingers now were doing the work.

I finger pumped her hard and fast. Dawn had broken and I could watch her orgasm one more time.

She moved her body in time with my finger fucking her. We gazed at each other as her legs began to shake. Jerking her cunt I searched for her g-spot. Inside her I found her rough patch as my finger moved over it. Her shaking increased. Her hand still held onto my cock. Her head moved back revealing her long slender neck. I pumped her harder still. She began to groan, taking in air between her clenched teeth. She was there. Her body gyrating uncontrollably. She shouted loudly through those gritted teeth. "Fuck yes. Oh fuck yes. Harder."

Her orgasm was huge. So much so, she had what she calls tremors. Two light shallow orgasms following her main one. A sign she enjoyed herself!

Again I fed my fingers into her mouth, which she sucked and licked on.

We lay there for sometime just holding and kissing. "Fucking hell Steve, that was good. I've never been fucked like that before. We were so intense, so passionate and so good. Just so amazing." I leaned across, my kiss showing her I agreed.

"I need a shower. I sweat like this at squash, not love making." I rose from the bed and Sharon rolled over to reveal a patch of sweat the size of her back. "Wow." Was all I could say.

My first steps felt a little shaky. Sharon looked and laughed seeing me almost stumble. She getting out of bed had the same issue. Legs that were tired from too much fucking.

We showered together and dried ourselves. Threw on some clothes and went to the kitchen area for a coffee.

Over breakfast I asked Sharon how many orgasms she had had that morning. "Five." Was her answer. "Plus 2 cheeky light ones. And before you ask, yes I loved every one of them. It's what you do to me."

Following breakfast we sat and noted the weekend's activities. We sit and write these highlights out so I can accurately write these stories.

Then we went back to the photo we had taken the previous day. One last drop. Of Sharon finishing a glass of wine. Using my iPad, I could photoshop it better and spent just under an hour doing so. I sent Sharon a photo and I now have it as my Wallpaper on the iPad. A week later, I still enjoy looking at it as I sign into my iPad.

The rest of the morning was pretty chilled. We sat talking about our relationship and how we have so much in common in so many different ways, how well we get on with each other and of course, our amazing sex.

Neither of us talk too much emotion but we are at a stage where we are talking about our love for one another. We've talked about that at length. Sharon didn't want to show her true feelings at an early stage in the relationship for fear of scaring me off. Me, I just wanted my feelings to grow. And grow they have.

We are now planning our next meeting in March, when I again fly to Sharon. However this time, Sharon will meet my daughter and her family. My daughter will be fine with Sharon. If I'm happy, my daughter will be also.