6 Sexually satisfied

Moving on, he kissed his way down to her belly button and her body became tense with pleasure. Soft beards, smooth lips, and wet tongue brushed her skin. Deep within she ached, desire licking through her veins, causing a need so deep she was lost in it.

He grabbed the thin material of her panties, pulling them down tardily. Peter is aware that some things in life aren't to be hurried, this was one of those. Her body was in constant motion with her level of desire built up. She raised her hips up as the panties slide down gracefully.

Now seated and the panties off, he kissed every inch of her lap down to the promised land. She moaned so much it sounded like she might actually be in physical pain. His face reached her sopping wet pussy and it was the most beautiful thing he had seen. He moved in armed with his sensitive tongue and found her clitoris immediately like there was a light to his path. She made a sharp moan and wrapped her legs around his head with speed like Flash; she bucked her hips up into his face. He flicked his tongue as fast and as hard as possible.

Peter looked up to find his lover but her face was buried in pure pleasure behind her breasts standing like the two towers of Babylon, with only two words proceeding out from her mouth "Oh Peter! Oh my God!" That was exactly what he wanted to hear from her – his name and that of the good Lord.

Suddenly, Heaven's legs shot out straight and she screamed as her orgasm hit her like a runaway freight train. Quickly, she tried pushing away his head and squeezing tightly her legs. Even she was surprised, unable to shout, she grabbed a pillow to finish screaming into, squeezing herself into a fetus position. When her orgasm passed, her body went limp and her legs fell on each side as she lay there trying to catch her breath. A smile of achievement appeared on his lips.

"Don't stop there, please. Come on, I want to feel every inch of you inside of me" she said seductively and pulled him in.

"I should get rubber from my trouser".

"No, forget that. I want you the way you are" she made a cute face.

"Or don't you wanna fuck me?"

"I want to do that right now more than going to heaven"

"Then dive in, let me take you heaven…"

Peter began gently rubbing his hard cock tardily against her wet pussy, while she moans in pure pleasure. He was painfully taking too long and she was almost out of patience, so she took the law into her hand and drives it in slowly. She gasped at the sudden invasion with eyes closed and a slow exhale. He kissed his way up to her breast; taking one nipple in his mouth and tweaking once again the other nipple; while he continued thrusting slowly and deep into her.

He moved his hand from the nipple to her pussy, using his finger to vibrate her pink little clit. The slow movement of the cock with the fast stimulation of her clit was sending mixed signals to her brain as she moans with divine pleasure. Few minutes into the affair she was screaming in ecstasy. Soon she declared at the top of her lungs that she was going to cum.

Peter slid in and out of her, faster and faster. She burned inside and her breath came in quick short bursts. Faster and faster and faster he moved until nothing in the universe mattered but that one spot where they were joined, the single area of intense friction that pounded and pulsed and sent shock waves to her brain. In just a few seconds they both climaxed with her fidgeting and shaking. She just had the best orgasm in her whole life.

They both basked in a glow and each other's sweat. Suddenly she could now feel the cold air from the air conditioner. He made the sex seem elevated and innocent as if it just happened in the Garden of Eden.

It didn't end there when they were done recovering lost energy and strength. Done sipping some champagne, they both went into the bathroom to continue round two. He carried her from the bathroom back to the bed for round three; from where they moved to the floor for round four before collapsing into the bed to sleep. They were exhausted as expected. They spooned together and Peter quickly fell asleep.

She lay there holding him and listening to his manly breathe, she thought of not a single thing wrong with the world. It had played out as she expected and for the first time in her life, she has been sexually satisfied by a man.

Unlike the sex used to have with Pastor Alex her boyfriend. That selfish bastard that wants just his gratification; if she gets to the trains station or even enjoys the ride, it was none of his fucking business. Any time she had sex with him, she felt like a prostitute afterwards, paying for his care and concern for her and her family. He would always climax once she began to enjoy the sex; breathing and screaming like a bulldog.

She has told him countless times that some women can't achieve orgasm from just penetration, oral sex was very important to set the flow in tune. He should at least give her head or even finger her, but he refused, saying "It feels dirty to do such a thing. Those weren't part of God's plan for sex. Those were introduced by the devil to lead the world to hell".

She has even suggested they at least change positions whenever he wants to fuck her because what they do is nothing close to lovemaking. So they could get in a position where she could at least feel his holy dick coming in and out of her for the short period of time before he starts convulsing like an epileptic patient; screaming "Oh god! Yes… Oh god!...yes".

The son of a bitch tried it once and refused to do it again. He preferred just the missionary, where his weight would want to cut her breath and he breathing down into her nostrils. Done, he would fall beside her like a log of dry wood. The sex she just had was nothing compared to what she used to have with that self-interested pastor.

After a long hiss, she fell asleep thinking why Peter never said he loved her throughout the ride.