Having Elena back is the greatest gift of my life. When I saw her name on the visitor’s list…well it was like knowing I wasn’t going to be facing a lethal injection, that’s how great my relief was. After what happened between us, I wasn’t sure she’d come back, and it was a big gamble making that phone call. But sometimes the biggest gambles of all pay off. And this one paid off big. Because now the world’s most beautiful woman is in my arms.
I trap Elena’s lips in a kiss as I pull her closer, pressing every inch of her naked body against mine. I hear her moan within her chest as her back arches, causing her plump tits to push against me, heightening my arousal already threatening to boil over. I make an upwards V with my hands and move up her flat stomach to cup them both as I hungrily press my tongue into her mouth to capture yet another moan as it releases from her throat.
Her thighs spread gently, inviting me in. I press my bulge between them, showing her my arousal, which is threatening to burst from the thin fabric of my prison-issue pants. I’ve been dreaming of her perfect little pussy since I last saw it – since I was last inside it. Christ, if I could have it every day, I’d be a perfectly content man. I’d do nearly anything the guards asked if that was my reward.
Grinding my swollen manhood against the split of her sex, Elena begins to rock against me, her arousal growing by the second. I let my right hand fall from her breast and trace a line down to her private place and apply just the right amount of pleasure to that sacred spot so that her body begins to quiver. Her mouth falls open, breaking the pressure of our kiss,
“Bain…” she whimpers as I use my index and ring finger to spread her open and my middle finger to find her precious bud, the secret to her delight.
“Yes, baby. I’m right here.”
Without hesitation, I apply just the right amount of pleasure in delicate, circular motions that instantly cause her body to quiver. We lock eyes, gazing straight into each other’s souls as the seconds go by, as I work my magic on her, pick up the pressure and read her every micro-reaction so I can give her nothing but perfection.
Her breath quickens. Her expression becomes more desperate. Her hands grip me tightly.
“Bain!”
I don’t need to ask, but I want to. “Are you close, baby?”
She nods in the most adorable way, and I’m glad I did. She’s so fucking sexy I can hardly stand it. I’m overflowing with lust, with something deeper too…with a stronger connection that I’m almost afraid to acknowledge from behind bars.
“Come for me,” I whisper, leaning in and letting my lips brush against her neck.
She opens her mouth like she’s going to say something, but her climax hits her first, seizing her body in a desperate quiver that almost knocks her off her feet. But I catch her and hold her tight, easing her down onto the bed beneath me,
She blinks up at the ceiling, her eyes starry from the orgasm as I strip my pants off and take out my rock-hard cock.
“I could watch you come for hours, baby,” I tell her. “Better than the goddamn Superbowl.”
I slip my cock gently between her thighs and rock back and forth gently, allowing her wetness to coat the length of my shaft. She’s still sensitive and quivers as my crown brushes against her clit, no doubt still pulsing with the aftershocks of the climax I just gave her.
I wrap her in my arms and look down at her. Our eyes meet in a lovers’ embrace, and we share a moment of intimacy that feels so honest and so sincere that I can hardly believe this is only our second time alone together. It almost feels as though we’ve known each other for ages and this is simply our first reunion in a long time.
She squeezes her thighs together, increasing the pressure on my cock but also pulling, inviting – no, begging for me to enter her. And after the length of time I’ve been dreaming about having Elena, I’m not about to wait any longer.
I angle my hips back, providing the room required between us, then feel her open to accept me. The warmth and wetness graces the tip of my cock like a heavenly embrace as she parts her thighs, and I reach down and grasp my cock by its base to guide it to the perfect angle of entry before applying forward pressure from my hips. And thank God I have my hand there, because I barely get the tip in before I feel the resistance.
“Fuck,” I growl. “How in the world are you so tight? If I hadn’t already fucked you, I might have thought I was taking your virginity right now, Elena.”
“I love hearing you say things like that to me,” she whimpers, clutching me by the waist as I press more of my inches into her tight walls. “You make me feel so wanted.”
“You are so wanted,” I grunt as I bottom out in her. “I’ve never wanted anyone…anything more in my entire life.”
“You mean that?” she asks.
“Elena, I wouldn’t trade tonight for all the money in the world.”
I reach beneath her, cup her tight little ass, and lift her just slightly so I can get the right angle to fuck her. She gasps as I begin thrusting slowly in and out of her, then flashes me a devilish smile. “What would you do with all the money in the world when you’re in here?”
She’s egging me on. She wants more. Wants it harder.
And I’m happy to oblige.
I grip her harder, pick up the pace. I have to bite down hard on the inside of my mouth as the sensations amplify, but that’s to be expected. I’m wrapped in the sweetest pussy on the planet; of course it’s going to be a battle between coming and not coming.
“Well, while you’re here, I can make sure you remember me,” I tell her, angling my hips so I’m hitting her at just the right angle. Elena’s eyes go wide, practically bulging right out of her skull. Her lips open, and she breathes out a moan so sexy, so sensual that I nearly explode as it slips into my ears.
She reaches up with her hands and traces the lines of my body, exploring every line of every muscle from my core up my back to my shoulders then down to my chest as though embedding my shape in her memory so she’ll never forget. Her gentle touch is like a supercharge of sensation through my body, lighting my nerve endings to the point of overload.
“I love being raw inside you,” I tell her. “Owning this pussy. Making it mine. Because it is mine, isn’t it, Elena?”
“You feel how wet I am, Bain?” she asks.
“Fuck yes,” I reply.
“That’s your answer.” She smirks like the little devil she is.
The trailer floor begins to thump with every one of my thrusts. That’s how hard I’m hammering her now. Christ, what I wouldn’t give for a real bed in a real house. That’s what Elena deserves, not this conjugal trailer bullshit she has to put up with for me. I may have to accelerate my plans.
“You feel so fucking good,” I growl into her ear, snatching her close, clutching her tightly as I thrust furiously in and out of her soaked hole. She’s a fucking goddess, and I’m losing control. I know I already made her come once, but I want it again. I want us to come together.
I feel the sopped walls of her pussy lock down on my girth. I feel her G-spot with every single upward thrust. She shudders, clutches her thin arms around my back, and moans. Her heartbeat thuds heavily against my chest. Yes, that’s it. She’s getting close, which is good, because I’m seconds away from exploding.
“I want you to come on my cock, goddess,” I growl. “You do that and I’ll unload inside you.”
“I-I’m right there,” she whines through clenched teeth. “Fuck me, Bain!”
I slam down on her with everything I have. Our bodies make a slapping sound as they meet, like two palms clapping together. Elena’s head tilts back, and her mouth falls open. And then I feel it.
Her womanhood locks on my cock as her climax rides through her. Her face twists in a silent scream, and I snatch a fist through her hair and force her eyes to mine.
I see it, her immense pleasure. And that’s all I need to throw me over the edge – the edge I’ve been fighting from plummeting over this entire time.
“I’m going to come in you, baby,” I grunt. “Fill you with my fucking load.”
“Yes!” she manages to cry out.
“You want it?”
“Yes, give it to me!”
My balls unload with such force it nearly knocks me out. I pump her deep, burying every inch I have as far down as they’ll go, slamming the crown of my cock against her cervix where it stops. I throw my head back as rope after rope fills her tiny little cunt and is squeezes out down her thighs and ass and onto the bed beneath us.
She’s coming too and finally lets loose a moan so feminine and cute I can hardly stand it. Her body bucks beneath me. Her back arches, but I keep her pinned beneath me where she is until she’s done shaking, done squealing, and all that’s left is the heavy panting from both of us like a couple of animals who just got done breeding.
We lie there a while. How long? I can’t really say. But after some time, Elena runs her fingers through my hair and whispers, “I wish we had longer. Then we could cuddle and fall asleep.”
“You know, I’ve never been a big cuddler,” I chuckle. “But for you? I’d make an exception. For you, I’d cuddle for weeks.”
“Such a sweetheart,” Elena coos, letting her hand fall across the nape of my neck. “I bet you’d make me dinner too,” she says sarcastically.
“Let’s not get too carried away,” I laugh. “That’s what the trip to Thailand’s for! Real cheap food there.”
“Thailand!? We’re going to Thailand now?”
“Of course,” I reply. “All I gotta do is get out of here.”
Elena looks deep into my eyes and runs the back of her hand across my cheek. I can see for the first time something new in her expression: pity.
“Yeah.” She nods. “Just gotta do that.”
