Tighter (18+)

One Opening Many Ways

Yvonne gasped softly as the tip of Dennis’s shaft touched her love lips; it felt warm and electrifying, sending shivers down her spine. Smiling, she wrapped her arms around his neck once more, readying herself.

Then, she lowered her body.

A long, soft moan escaped her mouth along with her downward movement.

“What happened?” Dennis asked, his voice low and husky.

“So full!” Yvonne exclaimed, followed by a nervous laugh.

“Yes, exactly!” Dennis exclaimed, agreeing. “And I can feel Erick’s device moving!”

Yvonne chuckled softly and nodded. Then, without another word, she claimed Dennis’s lips with hers.

Slowly, she began to move in rhythm, a gentle, steady motion.

Slowly and carefully, returning Yvonne’s gentle kisses, Dennis stepped out of the bathroom. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close enough to keep her steady yet loose enough to let her move freely.

Yvonne’s breath soon shifted into gasps. Before long, soft moans slipped from her lips, silenced by Dennis’s tender kisses, as her movements faltered and grew unsteady.

Yvonne broke the kiss as they reached the bedroom door. “Stop!” she whimpered.

“What’s wrong?” Dennis asked, halting in his tracks.

Yvonne didn’t answer. Instead, she let out soft moans and growls, biting her lip tightly. Her face twisted in a mix of frustration and desire as she moved with renewed intensity, impaling herself on Dennis's rod again and again with all her might.

Dennis smiled gently as he watched his lover caught in the throes of sensation. He ran a soft hand along her back, damp with water and sweat. “Relax ...!” he whispered soothingly, calming her with his voice. “Let it come...!”

And then it came. So suddenly, bursting, unstoppable. Yvonne threw her head back, crying her lungs out as she clung tightly to Dennis. Her entire body trembled, waves of sensation coursing through her in powerful, uncontrollable shudders.

The climax passed as quickly as it came. Yvonne let out an awkward laugh. “Okay!” she exclaimed, slightly breathless. “Let’s keep going!”

Dennis smiled and continued to walk again, carrying her with care. Yvonne’s body, beyond her control, resumed its rhythmic pumps. Subtle, instinctive, and insistent at first, but soon turned violent yet again. By the time they reached the edge of the bed, Dennis had to pause once more, holding her steady, giving her time and space to ride out the storm as another wave overtook her.

Yvonne finally let out another bashful laugh.

Dennis read the cue. “What position do you want?” he asked, voice warm with playful challenge.

“Up to you!” she replied with a giggle.

Smiling, Dennis made his move. With one smooth motion, he tossed her forward.

Yvonne let out a startled yelp as her body flew through the air. The air rushed from her lungs as she slammed on the mattress. She opened her mouth to protest.

But Dennis gave her no time. He immediately spread her legs.

Before she could speak, he was already straddling her, eyes full of intent. In one swift, wordless motion, their bodies met again, reconnecting in rhythm and heat.

“Standard position, eh?” Yvonne teased, smiling seductively despite her labored breathing.

Dennis nodded, raising an eyebrow. “For now,” he replied between breaths. His body moved in rhythm, giving her bliss that stung, pleasure laced with sweet intensity.