That was one of the highlights of having sex with younger guys. They had a surplus of stamina, and they thought about sex a lot. A man like Alex was perfect for a vacation fling. She wanted sex and a lot of it, and he was ideal for her needs right now.
Alex’s eyes were on her breasts, and as he grasped them and held them in his hands, she grabbed the condom and tore it open. He watched her as she slid down to apply the condom, unable to resist taking a quick swipe of the head of his cock with her tongue.
“Fuck, yeah. I like that, Tori.”
She lifted her head and smiled at him, then took his cockhead between her lips, rolling her tongue over it. He shuddered, his lids dropping half-closed, his breathing labored as she took him deep between her lips, then all the way into her mouth. His deep breaths told her he liked what she was doing, and tasting him turned her on as much as it did him. Her nipples were aching points, tightening as he pushed his cock deeper into her mouth.
He withdrew and pulled her up. “You can suck me later. I want you to ride me.”
Always happy to oblige, she rolled the condom on, then seated herself over his shaft, teasing him by sliding down ever so slowly onto his cock. He grabbed her hips and held her as she lowered herself on him, then clenched his fingers as she buried him in her.
“God, you feel good, Tori.”
She smoothed her hands over his chest and leaned forward. The feel of Alex’s cock swelling inside her took her breath away. “I can come hard when I’m on top like this.”
“Yeah?” He dragged her forward. “Let’s find out how hard.”
*
Alex shifted his hips upward, burying his cock deeper. Watching Tori’s face, seeing that flush spread over her body, made his balls tighten. He could shoot inside her right now, but damn if he didn’t want to prolong this. She was beautiful and lush and he could spend all day fucking this woman, watching the ecstasy on her face as she tilted her head back and rode him.
Her breasts thrust forward as she rocked her hips up. Alex gritted his teeth and held on for the ride, giving her all the control.
He loved older women. They were into sex for their pleasure, and they knew exactly what they wanted and how to get off. Young girls often were so concerned about how they looked and whether they were pleasing the guy, worried about whether or not they’d get dumped. It seemed sometimes—at least to him—that they couldn’t concentrate on their own pleasure. So many of them just damn well didn’t know how to let go, relax and have fun in the sack.
Tori knew. She took control of his cock and used him for her own pleasure, and watching her brought him right to the edge.
She was beautiful, her body flushed with sex, her nails digging into his arms as she dragged her sweet * over him. And when she reached between her legs to stroke her clit, and her * tightened around him, he knew she was ready to go off. He thrust into her and her eyes widened.
“Yes. I’m going to come.”
He knew it, and he dug his fingers into her hips, lifting her, then impaling her onto his cock, pistoning into her with hard and fast strokes until she cried out and ground against him. Unable to hold back, he let go, the force of his orgasm making him shudder as he held tight to Tori, rolled her over onto her back and thrust deeply into her for those last few strokes.
Parts of him tingled. Damn, that had been good. He loved the feel of Tori, inside and out, from the way she looked to the way she laughed and the way she smelled. He enjoyed talking to her and he sure as hell liked her sweet mouth. He kissed the side of her neck and lifted his head to find her grinning up at him.
“Ready for round three?” she asked with a wicked smile.
His cock twitched and she arched a brow.
“If I had a free day, babe, I’d wear you out.”
“I don’t doubt it. Now get off me and let’s clean up so you can catch a few breaths before you have to get back in the water.”
They took a quick shower, and Tori ordered room service so he could grab a bite to eat. One of the other things he liked about her was that she wasn’t clingy, and didn’t ask when she’d see him again, which was another reason he tended to avoid entanglements. There were a lot of women who wanted to latch onto him because of his connections in the surfing industry, or simply because of who he was.
Tori seemed to enjoy being with him just because of him. And he really liked that. He really liked her. She relaxed him, and he was always so hyped up around competition time that he needed to be around people who would help him take it down a notch, not someone who’d ratchet up his tension level.
As he finished his sandwich and polished off his glass of water, she picked up her phone again, obviously to check the time.
He smiled. “You trying to get rid of me? Got another date?”
She laughed. “No. I’m worried you’re not going to make it back in time for your next heat.”