Silver Lake

For Turner and Sam the first thing that normally happened when things heated up was them shedding their clothes like a husky in summer. Kisses were interrupted only briefly as Turner pulled his tank top off over his head, or when Sam leaned back to remove not only her shirt but her bra as well. Her breasts lay bare in the warm glow of the fire, Turner’s hands rapidly moving to them while Sam wrapped her arms around his back. The two of them managed to get their pants down without using their hands, which left them free to explore one another’s bodies as they had many times before. Turner’s boxers and Sam’s panties still remained, but they would be dealt with in time.

Ever since the first time the two of them had sex it had been something special, in the various relationships that they’d had prior to meeting one another it had felt different. The two of them together just felt right. Sam loved the feeling of Turner’s muscles as she ran her fingers up and down his back, Turner loved the supple soft feel of Sam’s breasts, and this was only the prelude of what was to come. The heat from the fireplace was nothing compared to the heat between the two of them. Gradually, and almost hesitantly, Sam began to kiss her way down Turner’s neck, then down to his chest, before she eventually slid off the couch and onto the floor in front of him.

“I love this part…” She said in a lusty tone as she rested a hand on Turner’s boxers and felt his stiffening cock beneath the fabric. “Have I ever told you my favorite thing to do in the bedroom is suck your cock?”

“Y-Yes, many times.” Turner replied as he looked down at her, her bare breasts coupled with her deeply colored eyes in the soft glow of the fire… It was perhaps one of the most erotic images he could think of at the time. “Almost every time, actually…” Sam smirked up at him as she gripped his member through the boxers and leaned forward, kissing the shape it made in soft cotton fabric. “Fuck…” The man leaned his head back and sighed in anticipation.

“It’s because it’s true.” Sam replied before planting several kisses along the length of his now fully hard cock. She reached up a bit and pulled down his boxers, then smiled as her prize sprang free from its cloth prison. Turner looked back down at her, feeling the somewhat cooler air against his skin. It was soon joined by the hot warmth of her breath as she moved closer still. “And this is my second favorite.” She began to stroke the shaft before leaning towards the base of Turner’s cock where his balls awaited. With a content hum she began to suck on the sack, all while looking up past Turner’s manhood and into his eyes.

Turner reached out quietly and grabbed hold of her hair, moaning for a moment as he watched Sam quietly move further up. Planting kisses from his sack up the length of his shaft until finally she reached the head where a small bead of precum had formed. The woman softly took the head into his mouth, savoring the brief taste of precum as a mere appetizer for what was to come. Turner subconsciously gave a slight tug on her hair as he let out a gasp of satisfaction, Sam responded by starting to bob her head up and down. Slowly at first, but gradually picking up speed as more of her spit transferred from her mouth to the slick member between her lips.

Sam stuffed one hand down between her legs, slipping a couple fingers into her now sopping wet pussy and in the process working her panties down around her knees. Her other hand was meanwhile occupied by stroking Turner’s cock in tandem with her oral machinations. Though as she gradually started to deeper and deeper she simply put it on Turner’s thigh in order to keep it out of the way. Her skill was far better now than it had been their first time together, and without much effort she was able to suppress her gag reflex and take the entire length down to the hilt, a small bulge forming in her throat each time she did so.

The soft ‘gluck gluck’ she made with each downward bob of her head added to the myriad of sensations running through Turner’s mind and body. He had his hand now fully rested on Sam’s head, her hair somewhat of a mess at this point. She briefly brushed it back with her free hand, not once letting it interrupt her task. The taste of precum was a bit more prevalent now that she was going at him in full, the somewhat salty fluid was something that she had become quite fond of. Seeing as there still wasn’t any real way of ensuring that she didn’t become pregnant there were only two real options for them, and one of them often left her unable to walk funny for a day or so.

So blowjobs had become her favorite form of sex, and a mouthful of hot sticky cum was her favorite reward. The sensation of Turner’s cock in her throat was welcome, she could feel every pulsing vein with her tongue. She was briefly put off balance when Turner pulled her head back for a moment, leaving her panting and looking at him with surprise. This surprised expression changed to excitement as the man stood up off the couch and gripped her head with both hands.

“Oh, baby… Are you gonna fuck my thro-?” Sam was cut off as Turner pulled her head back down onto his cock with a considerable amount of force, her nostrils flared somewhat as she relaxed her throat and allowed him entry. Her fingers were now crammed into her pussy, and she was dripping with excitement. The feeling of Turner thrusting into her mouth and down her throat was exquisite, gradually the man picked up speed and Sam’s eyes began to water more and more. Her nose was filled with his scent each time she took him to the base, by now she knew that his stamina would keep him going for some time.

After a few more minutes Sam cried out as her fingers brought her to her peak, but she could tell Turner was far from finished yet. His grip on her head was firm, but not too firm. Tears ran down her cheeks, not from any emotional distress but instead from the physical toll that swallowing that much cock over and over again took on Sam. Eventually she felt his grip tightening on her head, his grunts becoming more haggard. Sam looked up at him as his expression became one of concentration. After a couple moments more she saw his composure break, he let out a loud grunt of pleasure and stopped thrusting into her mouth.

She felt the warm liquid begin pooling on her tongue as Turner let out a final moan of ecstasy, Sam smiled faintly as the man pulled himself free from her lips. The flavor was as she expected, and after a couple moments of letting it rest on her tongue she swallowed the load. Turner collapsed on the couch, panting and sweating heavily. Sam climbed back up on the couch and cuddled beside him, both of them basking in the post coital bliss.

“That was fucking awesome.” Sam said, wiping her eyes. Turner put his arm around her quietly, leaning his head against hers. “I love you, Paige… In case you hadn’t gathered that by now.”

“I kinda picked up on it, yeah…” Turner replied sarcastically, wiping the sweat from his brow, prompting Sam to chuckle slightly and give him a slight elbow to the ribs. The storm was still raging outside, the fire was starting to die down, and both of them were practically exhausted. They sat there quietly for what felt like hours, gradually the room became darker and darker as the fire died down to embers. Turner shifted slightly, then looked at the fireplace quietly. Sleep came eventually, both of them fell asleep in one another’s arms, still stark naked. The mess they’d left would have to wait until morning before it could be cleaned up.