Stella made her desires true-2.0

Eventually, Jack sagged back to the bed, semen trickling from the head to pool on his belly while he panted heavily. Also panting, Stella lowered herself on top of him, smearing his sperm across her belly. For a while neither moved or said a word, simply basking in their mutual afterglow. Holding him tight, she never imagined making him come would be so special, or feel so right.

Jack’s hands trailed down her back to knead her bum, making her giggle. Lifting her head off his chest, she smiled. “My my,” she purred. “Here I thought men were generally useless after coming.”

“Down maybe,” he said squeezing her cheeks, “but not out for the count. You haven’t had your turn yet.”

“Actually I have. Three small ones to your large one,” she laughed.

“Small ones, eh?”

Suddenly she found herself once more on her back, Jack braced over her. Tenderly he started kissing her. Gripping his buttocks, she played her tongue over his teeth, his tongue emerging to stroke her own and inside her mouth as she reciprocated. She never realized french kissing could be so erotic and pleasing.

Moving down her chest, Jack licked one of her nipples, making sure his saliva coated it. Then he took her other nipple into his mouth as he tweaked and caressed the first with his fingers. Sighing in pleasure, she stroked his torso and arms, closing her eyes to concentrate on the sensations.

Tongue swirling the little nub around in his hot mouth as the other was rolled and tucked in slippery fingers, her breasts ached from the attention. Switching between petite breasts, neither was neglected. Beginning to lightly run his teeth over the thick nubs and their surrounding areola, she gasped and moaned with bliss. She didn’t think it could be better than this.

Eyes still closed, she felt Jack pull off from her saliva-covered breasts and sighed. It felt so good. She sensed he was moving and waited to embrace him again, already tasting his tongue running along hers. But he didn’t move forward into her arms. She was left puzzled only for a moment.

Her cry of surprise instantly became a long moan of ecstasy as Jack’s strong tongue slowly stroked along the cleft of her sodden pussy, parting the lips with its passing.

Opening her eyes, she could only see white-streaked hair between her thighs, but felt each stroke of his tongue as it eased deeper into her, occasionally coming up to flick her throbbing clit as it had her nipples, making her squirm in delight. She was wrong; this was even better, and made no effort to subdue her cries, running her hands through his long hair.

Playing with her saliva-slick nipples, she shivered in rapture as he slid a finger into her and sucked on her clit, a second soon joining it. Fingers sliding in and out, her hips matched the lustful rhythm, tiny climaxes building within her. Tongue dancing across her pulsating pussy, long fingers probing her most intimate depths, she continued pinching her hard nipples, lost in increasing ecstasy.

“Oh, God, Jack,” Stella moaned. “I’m . . . so close. Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop. I’m . . . going . . . .” Her orgasm felt like it would explode, yet kept building, causing her to thrash her head wildly side to side, pussy spasming around his fingers and tongue. Never had she’d been so helpless, and whimpered loudly. If she didn’t come soon, she was going to die.

Suckling her aching clit, his fingers curled up deep inside her warm, soaked sex. Suddenly he found her g-spot, and that was the trigger she needed. Thighs trapping his face against her bare pussy, she was racked with uncontrollable spasms, bucking and squirming as her world exploded in unfathomed ecstasy. Almost screaming, her orgasm kept coming as if it would never stop. Throughout it all, his tongue lapped her juices as they flowed from her, heightening her near delirium.

Finally the spasms began slowly subsiding, and she sagged to the sheets, panting. Tenderly easing both fingers from her, he licked along her parted cleft several more times before reluctantly pulling his face from between her legs. Lowering himself alongside her, Stella snuggled against him, holding him tightly as the last of the sharp spasms started to fade, leaving her feeling like she was floating.

Letting out a long sigh of contentment, Stella caressed Jack’s chest, his heart beating beneath her cheek. “That was,” she tried, but words seemed inadequate.

“That was my pleasure,” he said softly into her hair.

“No, it was entirely my pleasure,” she replied, reaching down to gently play with his soft penis, stroking it in her fingers. It gave a few twitches, but remained flaccid. She smiled to herself. Reading about sex, she knew it took many men a while to recover from an orgasm. She was willing to be patient.

“Jack? I want you to know,” she told him, “I’m protected. We don’t have to worry about pregnancy.”

It took a moment for him to grasp her meaning. “Oh. You mean we don’t have to use a condom?”

Raising her head, she shook it with a smile. Tracing his hands along her back, he leaned forward to kiss her passionately, their tongues dueling in each other’s mouths. She could taste herself on his lips and it turned her on. As her hand continuously fondled his cock, he found her pussy. Very lightly, as if sensing how tender it currently was, Jack’s fingers stroked along its wet lips, making her moan around their tongues.

Stella knew now she could never go back to simply being friends, not after experiencing the bliss that their mutual love created. The awareness didn’t scare her. Rather it freed her, as if she’d been waiting for this night to come without ever realizing it.

Gently parting his lips from hers, he stared deep into her aquamarine eyes, emotion filling his hazel ones. “I love you, Stella Holland,” he whispered.

His words made her heart flutter, feeling an overwhelming burst of love for her lifelong friend. Though he’d told her that before, this time it was far more than the love between best friends, and her spirit soared.

“I love you, Jack Hunter Wolf, always and forever.” Kissing him again, life suddenly never felt so right.

Feeling his warm cock pulsing a little in her palm, Stella knew the time was right. Easing from their heartfelt kissing, she wiggled down his body to work herself between his legs, her face over his soft penis. Taking it tenderly in her fingers, she wet her lips and kissed its head, finding she liked the taste of his salty sperm and her own juices mingled together.

“Stella,” he moaned from the feeling, “you don’t have to . . . .”

Looking up at him, she put a finger to her lips. “I want to. Don’t worry about getting hard. Just enjoy.”

Holding the fleshy member, she lovingly kissed it from head to balls then ran her tongue up the length of it, savoring its taste. The thick vein underneath throbbed, and his cock began thickening again. Flicking the tip of her tongue on the sensitive bottom of his head, she used his moans to guide her. Placing a finger firmly at its root beneath his testicles, she massaged it as she continued to lick the meaty shaft.

Now filling out more, she encircled its base with thumb and forefinger and lifted it away from his body. Putting the large head in her hot mouth, she sucked on it as if it were candy, causing him to groan in ecstasy. Groans became panting moans as she bobbed her head up and down, engulfing all six inches, twirling her strong tongue around it.

Its salty taste was like nothing she ever experienced, and loved it. She wondered what a pure shot of sperm tasted like. Now that Jack’s cock was fully erect again, feeling impossibly solid in her mouth, she was tempted to continue sucking until he climaxed again. However, it could wait. She needed another desire fulfilled first.

Shuffling forward, she planted her knees on either side of his waist. As his hands came up to fondle her breasts, she took his hard member in one hand and parted her swollen lips with the other, her pussy very wet and ready. She needed this so bad she was actually trembling slightly in anticipation.

Guiding the helmeted-like head between her spread lips, she slowly lowered herself, taking just the large gland before stopping, letting her pussy adjust to it. The sensations were making both of them moan. Gently raising and lowering herself, each time she took a little more of his cock into her, her natural lubrication helping it ease into her despite her muscles clenching it.

Hands bracing herself on his chest as he held her steady by the hips, his cock was only a third of the way in when she felt it pressing against her hymen. Biting her lip, she knew what she had to do, and worked her hips up and down more to make sure his cock was very wet. Then, raising high enough just to keep the tip of the head parting the vulva, she plunged herself down upon his hard shaft.

The sharp pain of the membrane breaking caused her to cry out, but most of the pain was momentary.

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