Urgent needs

The bell rang. She was earlier than he had expected and he was still in the shower. He grabbed the towel and slipped out of the bathroom to the door of the room, standing behind it as he opened it and she entered through the door... turning to me with the smile he knew so well.

He kissed her... and feeling the soft fulness of her lips, kissed her again.. then pressed her urgently against the wall and kissed her hard.. feeling her tongue darting out across his lips... her woollen jacket rough against his bare chest.

She went into the room and sat on the bed... He stepped into the bathroom and dropped the towel, conscious of his growing tumescence, and pulled on a pair of light cotton shorts and a T-shirt.

He returned to the room, where she had removed her jacket, revealing a smooth black nylon top that showed off her breasts.

They wanted each other before they wanted to catch up on their news. He had know her for several years. She had come to find love with him on each visit he made.

He held her head and she reach up and slid her warm hands under his T-shirt. He bent down to kiss her again, and found himself devouring her mouth, then kissing her neck, nosing its spicy fragrance...

Her hands were feeling his hardnes through his cotton shorts, and soon she was pulling them down, his erection catching on the cotton as she worked him free... and as he kicked the encumbrance away, he felt her warm wet mouth engulf him, her lips moving up and down, her tongue swirling... He looked down and she looked up at him...  and he reached down to fondle her breasts through the thin fabric - and a hand slipped under his balls, gently caressing him there...

He wanted her naked... and soon as he tugged at her clothes she stood up and helped to shed them, her breasts hanging down, softly limp, her belly bulging more than when he had last seen her, but soft and welcoming...

He pushed her back on the bed and clambered over her... It was all happening fast, his need was urgent and she was quick to respond... He felt the gentle downdraft of the fan above, cooling his back and ass...  

Her hand cupped his cock, clasping its hard desire... His mouth was on her neck, her nipples, her arm, her lips... and then his cock was being guided to snuggle against her smooth, shaved cunt... the head feeling its slippery wet entrance, as she opened her legs wider and guided him to the place.

'Is it safe?' he whispered, aware that she was a clean and scrupulous woman whom he could trust, but needing that reassurance.

'Yes,' she assured him, 'it is safe'.... and his cock slid in, delighting in the sensation of being wrapped around with such silky wet softness, loving to move in deep and to press home into her belly, moving in her depths, then pulling back so slowly before sliding in again...

'You are so gorgeous,' he gasped, 'You feel so good, I love to be in you.'.. and she held him tightly as he began the rhythm of his thrusts, feeling his balls slap on her ass, reaching under with his hands to grab her tightly there, finger exploring her wet flower, while he felt her hand feeling his wet cock as he slid in and out... the fan cranking overhead.

He knew he could not last, for he had been denied satisfaction for too long... He felt the sensation of climax in the depth of his being and his mind gave in to the rushing release... urging her on in the hope that she might come too, as he felt the primal pumping begin, the surge of ecstasy as the sperm exploded in her soaking slithery sheath...

He heard her gasping cries.. and knew that she was climaxing too...and as they both expended their inner energy, sharing their very essence, they relaxed into each other's arms, bodies pressed and damp with the heat, lips kissing and tongues licking, eyes capturing the wonder, nostrils flaring to the subtle fragrance of damp warm flesh and the heady, musky whiff of sex.

It was as if he was home again, safe in her arms - as though they had never been parted. They knew that these were nights of comfort and release, an escape from the realities of their lives, precious moments, a secret rendezvous that neither would ever betray.

A slight breeze from the lake wafted through the open window, ruffling the net that hung from the ceiling; a man shouted in the yard below and a dog barked somewhere; the moon looked on from the dark star-filled sky, pale and misty; the fan cranked and cranked around - as the pace of their breathing slowed while they lay entwined on the damp cotton sheet.