A Busy Weekend to Sharon Ch. 04

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

Following a great but hectic Sunday, we both woke rather slowly on Monday morning. We said good morning and kissed lightly. We began to talk about Sunday and both agreed what a great day it was, but that our evening together was pretty special. Marking Sharon's body, playing on the sofa, and then our playing and fuck in bed. Sharon remarked how she enjoyed being finger fucked on the sofa and then taking my length in her mouth and throat. Me wanking over her face was what she called a bonus! I told her for me it was certainly fucking her mouth, coming over her face and then her sucking the remains of my cum from my cock.

All this talk made us both very horny. "With me leaving today, how about we fuck as much as we can?"

"Oh I'm game for that." Said Sharon, as she pushed me onto my back and climbed on me. We began to kiss. They were very sensuous for that time of morning, our tongues searching each other's tongues and mouths. I started to scratch Sharon's back. She arched her back feeling my nails marking her skin. Her tits were revealed to me. I pushed her up using my hands around her waist. I licked and kissed her breasts, sucking them hard, drawing blood to her skin. Sharon sharply took in air, a sign she was enjoying our play. I sucked on her nipples, nibbling them with my teeth. "Fuck, I love that." That encouraged me to nibble harder.

My cock was rock hard. Sharon's hand went down between our bodies and held my cock. Slowly she began to wank me. I sucked harder on her tits. Sharon took her hand away from my stiff tool and pushed herself up, her arms straight. "You've got me so close, get your cock in me, I need you to fuck me."

As she moved her body down, she knelt either side of my hips. Again taking my cock in her hand, she fed me into her cunt. By now she was sitting up, my hands squeezing on her tits.

I was deep inside her, both of us pushing toward each other to get maximum cock in cunt. Sharon's eyelids were almost closed, taking in the feelings of pleasure she was getting. Her hands were now on my chest as she began to bounce on my groin.

Our eyes met, she smiled and licked her lips. My hands were around her waist, squeezing her and moving her to pick up the pace. She did and I felt her beginning to orgasm. "Oh Christ that feels good, I can feel me coming." Her pace increased further.

I looked down to see me fucking My Whore. My cock looked strong, her cunt juices coating my full length. I moved my right hand down and moved my thumb to rub her clit. Now she began to orgasm. Her legs started to shake. Still she was pumping vigorously. She squeezed down on my chest, her nails leaving her mark.

"Yes, oh yes, oh fuck that's good." Sharon's orgasm began to take over her body. She squeezed harder on my chest. Her breathing quickened. She pumped so hard. I felt myself begin to come. Now with two hands on her waist, I encouraged her to pump harder still.

We came together. My explosion of cum into her felt huge. Sharon's head was hanging backwards feeling the excitement of her orgasm. She stopped pumping to feel me deep inside her. I pushed my arse up to feel my depth in her.

We began to relax. She flopped down onto my body and we kissed. We looked at each other, a knowing look for us both.

My cock was still stiff. I wanted to fuck Sharon more. "Roll over, let me fuck you again."

Sharon rolled over and I climbed on her. Immediately I was fucking her. Sharon lay there while I fucked her furiously. She was enjoying it as much as me. She began to orgasm. Her arms pulling me tight as my fucking seemed to move to a different level. Sharon finished her orgasm and shouted,"Don't stop Steve, keep fucking me!" I didn't stop.

Still I was stiff and fucking her. "Fuck this is good," as I sunk my head into her neck, licking her. Our mouths and tongues met but the fucking was so intense, kissing was difficult. We both seemed to accept it. Still we fucked. "Don't let me stop. While I'm hard I'll fuck you."

"Yes please." Sharon groaned.

This fucking, which was raw, sweaty and so good, continued for another 15 minutes. Sharon said later, she had 5 quality orgasms that morning. Even when I flopped off her, I was still hard ish. Yes I felt I could have carried on, but both we, and the bed were soaking with sweat.

"Oh fuck Sharon, how good was that?"

"It was wonderful Steve. I feel so good. I'm aching but good."

We lay there for a few minutes trying to relax ourselves, when I said. "I need to shower and get a coffee."

"Yes me too. You go first, I'll go make some coffee and I'll shower after."

We reached across and kissed tenderly. As I rolled to get out of bed I could barely stand, my legs felt like jelly. "Wow, what the fuck? I can't stand." Sharon laughed at me. "Your turn next!" I said.

Sure enough she rose from the bed. "God yes, I see what you mean."

I went to shower and then made my way to the kitchen. I walked through the door and Sharon stood there, her back to me, dressed in a red laced robe. Fuck I thought. I just stood looking. She half turned. "Ok?"

"Yes good thanks. Just admiring you dressed like that. Give me a twirl."

Sharon slowly turned 360 degrees. "Very nice, but let me get my coffee first." Raising an eyebrow at her.

"Sure, you drink your coffee whilst I shower."

Sharon left the kitchen to me and my coffee. I moved to the seating area and started listening to music, whilst catching up with world events on my iPad.

Sharon returned with her coffee, clean but still wearing the red laced robe. We started to talk about what I was reading on my iPad. Sharon doesn't really follow world events. She thinks the world is in a bad enough place without reading about it too.

I enjoy the time we spend talking together. Sharon reads a great deal and of course we don't agree on everything, but we do have similar views on many things. Sharon comments regularly she would love to have a raging argument with me but I don't argue. I state my case and listen to the other side. If I'm wrong, I apologise. If I'm right, I leave it there. I've no doubt Sharon will find something in the future to argue over, but as she says, it's the making up afterwards she wants!

We got ourselves some breakfast and another coffee. Then sat and listened to music and continued chatting about our weekend spent together, and meeting my daughter and sister. We spoke about Sharon's upcoming visit to me in 4 weeks' time. The morning was very chilled but very enjoyable.

Then it was time for me to dress, pack and leave Sharon.

We made our way to the train station. In the car not a great deal was said to each other. Both maybe a little upset that our time together for now was ending.

The train and flight back home for me went smoothly enough. But leaving Sharon on the platform is never an easy sight.