The Quickie Chronicles - 3D

It always starts with a kiss on the neck. He learned my spot day one. Had my leg fucking shaking just from touching one spot on my fucking neck. Had my river flowing clean down my leg. Right in the middle of the club.

 Back to present. His lips on my neck. My legs around his waist. His lips on my chest. My legs around his waist. His tongue on my nipples. My back flat on the bed. His teeth on my side. My legs in the air. A bite mark left on my hip. My pants slide from under my ass. A gentle kiss on my inner thigh. My pants hit the floor. No sounds can escape my dry mouth. My need for snacks has been replaced with my need to feel his tongue on my clit. And, tonight all my needs are fulfilled. I arch my back in delight. The sudden jerk of my head causes me to feel like I'm swimming. I feel like he's pleasing me on parallel dimensions. I try to run. I get caught up in another dimension. Another pyramid. My mouth is too dry to form a response. I just want to feel him inside of me. He must have gotten tired of me running. He stops and just looks at me. Deeply. As he always does. I melt. This is too intimate to be just fucking. He slides his boxers off and enters me. I angle my ass upward to deepen the thrust. He moans, I start rocking to his rhythm. I start feeling him in a fourth dimension of my soul. As his pelvis beat against my clit, I start running again. He slides out and rolls me on my side. I swing my leg over his side. He grabs my breast and strokes me. Enter dimension five. I'm feeling it all over, from places that don't even exist. He begins to slid off the bed and drag me with him. I roll over on my stomach and use my arms to prop myself up. I bounce my ass on his pelvis with all the force I can muster. I began climb on the bed and run away. He follows me. We rock and rock until he can't take it. He disengages. Enter dimension six. He lays on his back and signals me over. I climb on top. Riding hasn't always been my strong suit but I like the power he gives me. I like the way he looks at me. I like the way he holds my hips and presses me down on him. I start my stroke. He on some simp shit so he asks me to hold him close. I lay down on his chest and bite his neck and shoulders. I clench my muscle down on him as well. He tells me he's about to cum. I'm not ready. I take him out. He protests. I tell him he was to give me more time. He agrees. I slide him back in and start working. He bites his lips, I bite mine. I ride the wave of passion known as dimension six. I feel him release beneath me. I climb off.

 He stretches his arm out. The signal for me to lay on his chest. I take my spot, rub his chest and stomach and drift off. I wake up to the sound of him snoring and the tv we left on to drown out our moans. And if you don't understand feeling in dimensions, you've never had high sex.