Chapter 101 Wanting My Friend's Woman {4}
It was awkward having Matt behind us as I twirled round to Meryl's touch. But as my lips claimed her lips, the image of Matt faded in the background.
Meryl was quite tensed, her body trembled in my arms constantly, and I knew she was holding herself back.
I parted her legs, pressed my frame between them and leaned in to press more sultry kisses on her swollen lips.
"Kiss me, Meryl," I hummed, taking her lower lip in a slow, seductive love bite.
"He's right...behind us," she muttered.
"Just kiss me," I urged.
Her hands gradually slipped around my waist. Blood surged through my staff, it ached with a pressing need that I didn't realize that its head was kissing her clit.
She shivered, aroused sexually by our grazed organs. I kissed her deeply before tilting my hips forward.
Just one thrust further, I nudged my rod into her wet hole. It was already anticipating my entrance, it clenched tightly at first - stopping the whole of its magical entrance.
"Let yourself go, Meryl," I pleaded, seeking the depths of her soul with my eyes.
She looked at me with teary eyes, quite afriad to let herself go with the flow - her teeth sunk on her lower lip to still herself from moaning.
It felt magical, just the two of us. A moment of pure, raw and explicit love making.
I pushed her legs further apart as I took then a powerful thrust.
She let out a loud gasp, yanking her head backwards to the thrill of the moment.
But my shaft was still half way up her twat. Maybe because it was curved, and it just needed a perfect balance.
I turned, grabbing her as I did that, and I placed her ontop of me. Her eyes popped open to that effect, she hadn't expected to be caught unaware.
I got a glimpse of Matt in the background. He seemed more tensed as he watched us.
At one minute, he was holding his ruffled hair as if he would pull out all the hairs from his head.
Then, he would rest his back against the chair which he sat on - like he certainly didn't care what was happening in front of him.
He had asked for this, so let him rather enjoy watching us.
I urged her to buck against me. She started but it still didn't feel right.
I pulled her closer, pressing her breasts on my chest as I held her back and began to thrust.
She let out series of moans - as I plunged incessantly without stopping.
Unsatisfied, I wanted more.
I pulled her up and swirled her into a doggystyle, my rod slipped in without much of a hindrance.
My breath caught in the base of my throat.
This was just so perfect, let the moment be not rushed, I told myself.
Slightly bent, I cradled her luscious boobs in my hands as I nudged my hips for a thrust.
It sank to the hilt, and I groaned and slowly withdrew to the pink tip of my cock.
I took a pause, caught in that web of such an ecstatic moment.
I plunged in again. This time, she whimpered with a moan.
And the pounding began to rain. I wouldn't stop, I just wanted it to go on.
Her clenching walls gave my shaft a sweet and aching passage. Her pussy was so wet. The way my shaft glided through over and over.
She shivered, trembled as her body rendered her in a state of raw orgasm.
But I climbed on, intent on arriving on mount Everest. It wasn't over until it was.
My fingers found her nipples and kneaded them between my fingers. They were similar to stubs of pebbles. I pressed them again as I continued to ram on.
And just when I thought I was close to the tide of orgasm. I withdrew sharply, catching my breath while instilling a hold on my release.
I'd read about such in books, and I was greatly impressed by how it had just played out.
Meryl's body fell to the bed, in another fit of exhilarating convulsion. Her body cracked and trembled.
I grabbed her waist again, not done with her yet.
Her eyes widened at my touch. I was even oblivious to the fact that we had a third party in the room.
Until the corner of my eyes caught a glimpse of Matt, he had his chin resting on his hand as he continued to watch us.
I'm not stopping now, I told myself. Not until I was sure my seeds has gone up to her womb.
"Noah...." Meryl called, in a bit to halt my incoming storm.
"Shhh," I kissed her neck as I impaled my rod into her twat.
She tried to suppress a moan but failed miserably at it.
I pulled her up, still hitting from behind as my hands wanted a feel of her sweet bossom.
I just couldn't have enough. And when I thought I could hold it in much further, an intense rise of fluid swam through my shaft and rammed into her tight pussy.
She tried to stop me, but I wouldn't bulge.
She would have my baby and Matt would be forced to divorce her, after all she would be carrying my child.
I didn't notice the towering figure behind us. Meryl let out a heart wrenching scream, that was when I spurn my head around.
Matt slammed my head with a sizable brick in his hand.
Where had the brick come from?
Bright stars danced around my head, and I slumped onto my back - my head sagging towards the floor.
I was ebbing out, weak from the sudden hit yet I was still able to grasp the words that stumbled around me.
"Please, don't hurt him, Matt!" Meryl cried out.
"He flips and fucks you like a whore!" His voice rented the air.
"Please, Matt."
"Don't fucking dare!" he yelled, "and you know what's worst? You enjoyed every bit of it!"
"Please, Matt..."
The voices faded away as my eyes began to flutter to a close.