“We were a galaxy exploding into a million pieces, creating a whole new world, as we crashed against each other on the soft surface of his mattress, a cloud in the darkness, our bodies finally falling together like rain.”

Jenny cannot sleep. There is a desperate burning in her pussy, an emptiness begging to be filled. She climbs out of bed and paces the room in her flimsy nightgown. Jenny calls asking me to come over to her place, as she talks to methe emptiness in her pussy increases. She shudders thinking of my monster cock. Every nerve ending in her body comes alive. Moisture gathers in the crevice between her legs. Her nipples feel like they are going to burst. She slides a hand under the short hem of her gown to touch herself. She knows it’s crazy but she is going to masturbate while on the phone with me. She rubs her swollen pussy lips. It feels good, but it’s not the same as having my monster cock inside her. I know that I am being silly and pull my hand out from between my legs. Jenny goes to the kitchen to make sure the door is secure. She looks out the kitchen window. Part of her hopes I will come over but I’m nowhere to be seen. S nervously opens the back door to make sure I’m not there. Suddenly I step out of the shadows and stand directly in front of her. Her heart is racing. Excitement seeping from her body. Her swollen nipples burn with desire. Jenny wants me to take her a second time, to fill her, to fuck her until she begs me to stop.

She moves back from the door inviting me to enter. I step inside. Her heart pounding in her chest with a mixture of fear and excitement. I reach down to touch her face. My fingers brushing across her cheek. My touch burning into her flesh. Her breathing is heavy. Her breasts heaving from the exhilaration she feels. My fingers trace along the line of her jaw. In the darkness, she feels my eyes boring into her, telling her of my carnal desires. My hand moves down to her neck and then to the deep-cut of her gown. My fingers graze the valley between her breasts. Jenny is trembling -not with fear, but with need. Every nerve ending in her body is screaming for my touch. My hand moves inside her gown cupping her breast as if weighing its fullness. My thumb brushing over the hardened bud poking out from her nipple. She moans softly into the quiet night. Using both hands I slowly pull the nightgown up her body. She raises her arms over her head letting me remove it. Exposing her small naked body to my gaze. I press a hand between her legs. My fingers slide across the moist petals of her pussy. An audible gasp escapes her throat.

I slide a thick finger into her moist hole stretching her open. Jenny spreads her thighs and tilt her hips forward. I push a second finger inside her. Her mind is unable to form complete thoughts. She is only aware of the rhythm of my fingers stroking her, filling her, plunging into the depths of her desire. My other hand squeezing the soft tissue of her breast and torturing her burning nipple. My thumb finds the tiny button at the top of her opening. It is already swollen with excitement. She tries to contain the pleasure coursing through her pussy but it is impossible. She squirms against my hand. My breathing is erratic. A series of spasms gripping her. She lets out another audible squeal. Her body quivering from the momentary release. My fingers continue to thrust up inside her. She grabs my arm for support. Another series of spasms sending her spinning into a storm of orgasmic bliss. Her legs get wobbly. Jenny is shaking uncontrollably. The pleasure is too much. In an act of desperation she squeezes her thighs together and pushes my hand away. I hold onto her to keep her from collapsing. I guide her across the room to the kitchen table and sit her naked body in one of the chairs. She is still trembling with excitement. I’m wearing a black t-shirt molded tightly to my arms and torso. I pull it over my head letting it fall to the floor. Her eyes travel down my body. The outline of my raging manhood bulging out from the front of my jeans. She slowly raises her hand and traces her fingertips along the length of my shaft.

I unbuckle my belt and pull down my zipper. Using both hands she tugs on my jeans and yank them down my thighs. My hard cock straining to rip through a pair of tight briefs. She hook her fingers in the waistband and pull them down freeing my massive hardness from its prison. Jenny can barely make out the shadow of my manhood swaying freely only inches from her face. The naked flesh of my hard penis is alive waiting to again devour Jenny’s tight pussy. Her body trembling at the sight of my throbbing snake. She leans forward and swirls her tongue over the tight skin of my crown tracing it along the ridge leading to my shaft. Slowly she explores every inch of my hard flesh with her lips and tongue, kissing down the length to my testicles. Jenny takes each one into her mouth before moving back up and sliding her lips over my swollen tip. It has been too long since she has pleasured a man this way. She realizes how much she has missed the feel of hard flesh sliding through her lips and throbbing against her tongue. She takes me deep into her mouth savoring the salty flavor of my manhood. It feels so alive and full of sexual energy. Her nipples are bursting with excitement. Her pussy seeps with desire. The dormant skills for pleasuring a man with her mouth returns. She moves her lips up and down massaging the ridges and veins of my bulging flesh with her tongue. She warps her fingers around the base and strokes me in perfect synchronization with her lips.