Crazy Sex Adventures(Erotica)

I pounded my cock into her snug pussy, rocking the headboard against the wall with each thrust. She seemed oblivious to the noise as she dug her nails into my back and bucked her hips up to meet every stroke.

Breaking the kiss, I grabbed the back of her knees and pulled her legs up, pushing her ankles down almost to her shoulders. With her nearly bent in half, I pummeled her horny pussy like a jackhammer, driving us both to the crest of the summit.

“Oh God! I’m fucking cumming again!” Katrina cried as I slammed into her several more times before my cock erupted again. Clawing my back, she tried to free her legs as her orgasm roared through her like a freight train.

I released her legs and let her straighten out her body. Settling down down on her soft flesh, I pressed my mouth to hers. The passion of the kiss was disrupted by the occasional gasp for breath but neither of us wanted to break the spell.

I must have dozed off for a while. When I opened my eyes, Katrina was lying beside me with her head propped up on her hand.

“Wore you out, huh?” she smiled as she leaned over and gave me a kiss on the lips.

“Sorry…” I said, rubbing my eyes.

“Don’t be. I just woke up, too,” she confessed. “I was just enjoying watching you sleep.”

“Kind of like watching grass grow?” I retorted.

“Not at all,” she smiled dreamily. “I think I could get used to it. Are you staying overnight?”

“I think I should go home and come back tomorrow in some clean clothes, at least clean underwear,” I laughed.

“You wouldn’t really need any clothes if you just stayed.” Damn that was tempting but I was also anxious to tell my sister about what had happened.

“You’ve pretty much used me up for today anyway and I promise I’ll be back first thing in the morning.”

“I go to church on Sundays,” Katrina said. “Want to go with me?” she asked. Fuck! I’m not very religious and hadn’t been inside a church in years.

“Sure,” I answered. “What time should I pick you up?”

“Church starts at 10,” she said. “I go to that First Baptist church right down the street.”

“I’ll be here by 9:30,” I told her as I pulled her on top of me and caressed her firm ass cheeks. She lowered her lips to mine and our tongues were dancing with unexpected passion when there was a knock on the door.

“Katrina,” a woman’s voice said. “Can I come in?”

“Fuck! That’s my roommate,” she said, sliding off of me and grabbing her clothes. “Just a second,” she yelled at the door as she threw me my underwear and jeans. “She wasn’t supposed to be back until tomorrow.” We scurried around like a couple in a predictable sitcom, trying to find all of our clothing while we sensed the impatience on the other side of the door.

“Sorry,” Katrina said, out of breath but not for the reason her roommate probably suspected. The tall blond barreled into the room, throwing her overnight bag on her bed while rambling about why she was back early.

“I’m the one who’s sorry to interrupt but I had to come back for a study group that I had forgotten about. I’ve already missed two meetings and I…” she stopped suddenly and stretched her hand out to me. “I’m Erin,” she said as I shook her hand.

“This is Ron,” Katrina jumped in for the belated introduction.

“Right,” she said, smiling at me. “You’re the lab partner.” I nodded while she looked at me appraisingly and then turned to Katrina and winked. “Not bad for a geeky freshman,” she said. “You two been studying in here all weekend?” she laughed.

“Yeah, but we can’t now,” Katrina countered. “We wouldn’t want to disturb you.”

“Hey, just act like I’m not here,” she said, turning to unpack her bag. Katrina rolled her eyes and shrugged apologetically. I just smiled.

“I’ll see you in the morning,” I said, pulling her in for a final kiss. “Nice meeting you, Erin,” I called over my shoulder as I opened the door.

“Likewise,” she smiled, somewhat seductively. Hmmm.

“You’re going to church!” Maryanne laughed. “Brother, you’ve got it bad if she’s got you going to church with her.” I just smiled and shrugged my shoulders.

“Can’t be any worse than being dragged to a chick flick and you wouldn’t think any less of me if I did that,” I answered as I got the video camera ready for another shoot.

“I don’t think any less of you for going to church either,” my sister said as she stripped off her clothing, exposing her sexy body for me. “You used to get hard as soon as I took my bra off,” she teased, looking at my flaccid cock.

“You are still the girl of my dreams, Sis,” I answered honestly. “But I think I’m pretty used up for today.”

“I’m just teasing you, sort of,” she said with an exaggerated pout. “I guess we’ll have to do a masturbation video today,” she smiled, reaching for the nightstand drawer and her small selection of toys.

Maryanne performed impressively for the camera, striking breathtaking poses with a variety of dildos inserted into her splayed open pussy. By the time she slammed one home for her orgasm she was churning up so much juice it was dripping down her ass cheeks. Panting like she’d run a marathon, she bucked her hips off the bed and even had my overused cock responding to her machinations. Mark was going to love this one!This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

While I edited the video, I told Maryanne all about my date with Katrina, including her one other experience with a white guy.

“Have you seen the pictures?” Maryanne asked, as I zoomed in on a close up of her quivering pussy.

“Not yet, but she promised to show them to me,” I answered.

“And she was really going along with the threesome if this guy’s wife had agreed?” she asked quietly, not like a question but like she was contemplating the idea.

“Yeah, she said she would have done it,” I answered excitedly, looking over my shoulder at my sister. We were both still naked and this time my cock did respond to the sight of her. Maybe I could recover faster than I thought. “Are you thinking what I think you’re thinking?” I asked.