Soul Clapping

Premeditated as charged; It had been an extra challenging week for both of us at work, and in addition to the grueling first week of back-to-school activities for our five spawn that we desperately needed to decompress. So after we got all the kids busy with an on-demand movie, we barricaded ourselves in our room and smoked a fat blunt before I showered while she just waited for me to rejoin her in bed, where we both just happened to be privy to our own little peepshow by a conveniently positioned mirrored door to our bathroom. I watched her toiling under the covers while watching me as I lingered at my thickening cock in giddy anticipation. I lathered and milked my hyper-sensitive chub as it hung between my thighs, and it was more than obvious that there was no stage fright as my cock enjoyed all the extra blood flow. After our little peepshow, I Shaggy'd my stoner ass over and into bed, where her instructions were for me to just relax and allow her to spoil me for a change. I assumed the position as directed and chilled like a mother fucker while she pet me and my cock with her pixie dust. Chillin was easy for me at first, but I slid my hands under me to be safe and to help me remember to keep my hands to myself while she used me like a chew toy. She toyed, chewed, and smoked me until my cock was impressive enough to trigger bigger needs in both of us.

Play time was over as our appetites grew, and she wrapped her lips around my cock to satisfy a deeper hunger. Her mouth slid up, down, and around me, stopping briefly at every floor before in-between before going back up to the penthouse just to descend again and go a level lower than each time before. When she made it all the way down to the lobby, I removed my hands from under me and placed one on the back of her head and smashed the elevator down button rapidly, hoping to end up in the garage. Her being stoned facilitated her descent while I controlled my urges to choke her by changing my position and moving under her, where I could also attempt to silence my own ravenous munchies. She readily complied, and she swung her leg over to straddle my face, where I was immediately privy to the effects that smoking my cock has on her; with her glistening, glossy, and drooling nether lips already promising to appease my deprivation.

I wanted to gorge myself by eating everything on my plate and as quickly as humanly possible, but I knew I needed to be more restrained if I hoped not to push her over the edge and out of the game too early. I knew when to lay off because she would lose her focus and just moan with my cock resting in her mouth until I would give her a gentle reminding thrust with my hips while flexing my cock to snap her out of it. She would then wrap her hand around my cock and massage my balls and taint to let me know that she was back in the game and that I could also continue. I tried to keep her focused as long as possible, but the wetter she gets, the more I lose my fucking mind. I got so carried away filling her with my fingers and alternating my tongue flicks from side to side and up and down across her screaming clit that she came like a broken hydrant, spraying my hand and showering down on my face in a sweet and salty rain. After she came, her body froze stiff, like the startled Myotonic fainting goats, and she fell over next to me while I caressed her body until she relaxed and was receptive enough to continue. When she no longer jumped under my touch and her body softened, I moved up behind her to check her accessibility by slowly sliding my cock just a few inches inside of her and out again, avoiding going up between her swollen curtains and still too sensitive clit, playing my own elevator game until she was once again sufficiently wet and rolling her hips as she manically pushed the down elevator button herself; this time hoping that I'd end up in her garage.

It was in those first few inches inside her that I used my cock to prime her motor; by pushing my cock up and across her g-spot rapidly back and forth, I played in her shallow pool until I once again could tell that she was redlining. I then pushed past those first few inches to fill her, slamming into the deepest parts of her hard a few times, smashing her clit and bouncing off her swollen lips before coming back out for air. I repeated that, bringing her right to the edge before pulling out completely and again wiping her juices from my cock with long paint strokes from up around her jumping bean, to all the way down to her flexing holes before breaking into her again and again. I watched her as she struggled to maintain, and it is so beautiful to see her in that much ecstasy that I couldn’t help but want to give her some more sweet release. She watched me until even that is too much, and then she rolled her head and eyes while she seemed to silently gasp for air, and her face contorted with the most erotic threat of some soul-shattering sneeze. When I saw her orgasm churn like whipped butter around my cock and realized that she was still in the game for extra innings, I covered her with my body for a more intimate slow dance while catching my breath for our last set.

We kissed slowly while I barely moved inside her until her muscles relaxed and her eyelids stopped dancing as if my cock were delivering a mild shock, and her kisses became hungrier and more demanding as she rolled her hips under me before offering me the lead. Taking the lead, I buried my head between her head and shoulder and reached down under us to tune her strings, prepared to break out my best dance moves. While we performed our bump and grind, our dance position remained the same, but the rhythm and beat changed drastically, and I held her tight to me and dropped it like it’s hot. It wasn’t until I heard some high-pitched cries that I realized they were coming from me as I tried to suppress my deep throaty groans into the crook of her neck, and I couldn’t help noticing that my undercarriage was spanking her ass so fast that it sounded like a salsa and merengue dance troop clapping to our beat. I knew that I was obnoxiously too loud, but I said screw the noise ordinance because we were too close to stop. Finally, her soft whimpers, probably caused by my crushing weight and incessant jackhammering, grew to echo my own as we both started to cum, or she was just begging for mercy. Anyway, I came for what seemed like the perfect amount of time for a heart-stopping roller coaster ride at a big theme park. When the ride was over, I picked myself off her so that she could breathe again and rolled over so completely and perfectly spent, that it took some time before we were able to move and bring ourselves to get up and rinse. As I assisted her out of bed, I made a mental note in my calendar to clean the sheets, because the big hot mess of snail trails and wet spots on our dark blue sheets looked like an outer space battlefield after two warring slug armies.

Happy Hump Day!!