Full Moon Rising

“Carrie, sweet Carrie, where did you come from?” he asked as I ripped his pants open. I’d met Pierre online at Get It On. We’re both married and both way oversexed. We can’t get enough. We help each other out about once every other week or so now. “Fill my pussy tonight. Or else I’ll disintegrate into a trillion bits of dust and blow away.” I know that was completely off the wall, but was he here to talk or to fuck? When I had his fly down I pulled his pants around his ankles and he kicked them off. I used them for a kneepad as I positioned my hungry mouth in front of his stone strong cock. My pussy needed attention so I tucked my fingers beneath my skirt and into my g-string. I was really wet, soaked through with sticky female sauce. The slippery sounds of my dripping pussy mixed with the slurping noises as I sucked Pierre’s cock. My efforts were rewarded when he blasted into my mouth, filling it with sharp briny cream. I sucked it all, swallowing while his prick was buried in my mouth. When the flow ceased I stopped; we needed lube, and there’s no better lube than cum itself. “You better stay ready,” I said as I stood up beside him. Pierre leaned back against the wall, panting heavily, as if he’d just run a four minute mile. He nodded, and the sight of his still stiff pecker assured me that I’d get exactly what I came for. I turned around and pulled my leggings down over my ass. My clear white cheeks shone in the light of the full moon, like two lighted pillows. Pierre thrust his fingers directly down and deep into my moist pussy. I’d shaved everywhere so was completely smooth to the touch. Pierre moaned when he felt the wetness of my pussy juices that ran all over my crotch and his hand. “You’re such a slut,” he whispered as he pulled me back against him. One hand went around my waist and reached up to cup a breast while his other hand dug deeper into my ass cleavage. He probed his fingers between my pussy lips, wetting them with sauce and then aimed his cock at my waiting entrance. I quivered and trembled in delighted anticipation as his finger gently spread my love hole. Then he drove it in, filling me completely with one thrust. And the last word of this true story is Get It On.