As we cook dinner together, I can't help but get distracted by the way she moves around our apartment in her favorite pair of pyjamas. The way they cling to her curves and show off more than they hide is why they're her favorites.
I grab her and pull her in for an embrace, running my fingers through her mousey brown hair as we kiss. Our bodies respond as my other hand wanders down her petite frame, feeling her small breasts through the loose fabric of her clothing. I can see the outline of her pussy and the pale tips of her nipples through the thin material. The sight of her half-exposed body and the temptation it offers makes me grow firm.
Dinner is forgotten as I trail my lips down her neck, leaving gentle bites in my wake. She gasps and arches her back as I continue to explore her body with my mouth. Beneath my lips, I feel the small scars from the life she's fought for and the flutter of her heart racing. I reach the collar of her shirt, ready to slip it off and reveal her beautiful pale skin.
I want to feel her body against mine and pull her close again. She jumps up, wrapping her legs around me, and kissing I carry her to the bed undressing as we go. I grip the fabric of her shirt and pull it up over her head, throwing it to the side. Her her nipples pale and growing hard as I draw close again. I lean down and take one in my mouth, sucking and teasing it with my tongue as she moans and claws at my back.
I continue to undress her as I throw her onto the bed. Sliding her pants down her legs and off her feet, she is now completely naked, save for a pair of sheer panties that do little to conceal her shaved pussy and slight sheen of wetness on her lips. I hook my fingers in the waistband of her panties and pull them down, revealing her tight, eager cunt. I can't wait to feel it wrapped around my cock.
First, I want to taste her. I explore downwards until I taste that familiar salty sweetness. She gasps and thrusts her hips up, grinding herself against my mouth and pulling at my hair. I lick and suck around her clit, teasing until I feel her cunt blush with arousal and I can taste her more deeply. After a few minutes, I can tell she is ready for more.
I stand up to undress, my cock springing free from my pants as she loosens them. Her eyes go wide as she sees it, and she lets slip a small gasp of surprise at how hard and eager I already am for her. I can't help but smirk at her reaction. I love seeing the way it affects her after all this time.
I push her back on the sheets again, kissing and grasping her firmly. She opens her legs eagerly, caressing herself and then me as I position myself at her entrance. I can feel the heat radiating from her pussy before I even brush my cock against it. I move close and tease her, moving the head of my cock up and down and gently parting her lips. Eyes closed, she moans, "Mmm, I need you inside me so fucking bad." I can't hold back anymore and gently push. Her wet lips make way for tight walls gripping my cock. She gasps and arches her back, her eyes rolling back as she moans with pleasure as I fill her and stretch her out.
I begin to make love to her, starting slowly with tender kisses and caresses as she opens and relaxes enough to take me in. Soon, her hands are grasping my hips and pulling me deeper, urging me to increase the pace. I pick up the tempo, thrusting into her with more force and speed. I can feel her pussy contracting around me, and small squirts of her moisture splash against me as she approaches orgasm. Her breathing becomes more rapid, coming in short gasps.
As I thrust deeper, I am momentarily distracted by the firmness deep inside, a hidden scar. It feels so good, but it is tinged with the sadness of the costs of surviving cancer. She knows me so well, though, and brings me back to the present moment, where she has already lost herself in sensation.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she chants hoarsely, her voice filled with desire. I growl deep in my throat, my thrusts becoming more erratic as I feel myself getting closer to climax. "Fuck, I want to cum inside you so bad" I say as I feel my climax becoming inevitable.
She moans at the dirty talk, her pussy clenching around me even harder. I can feel her walls starting to flutter and contract as she reaches her peak. She goes tense, her whole body trembling and her pussy soaking me as she squirts. The contractions of her orgasm are so intense that I am immediately pushed over the edge as well. My cock throbs as I fill her up with my cum, and she shudders with ecstasy at the sensation of hot semen spurting deep inside. I keep coming, and her gasps turn into a giggle and satisfied smirk as she realizes just how completely she has emptied me.
I collapse to the side, one of her legs still wrapped around me, our bodies close. Panting and spent, our bed and bodies are a mess. She wraps her arms around me, her nails digging into my back as she pulls me closer for a deep kiss. We lie there, our bodies slick with sweat. I go soft while still inside her, and I can feel our combined cum melded together as it leaks out of her. We drift in and out of sleep, simply enjoying the afterglow and warmth.
I wake up a moment later in darkness, and she teases me back to consciousness and then hardness with her hands and mouth. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she fingers herself before using her now wet hand to lube my cock with her juices. She rolls onto her stomach, pulling her cheeks apart and states matter-of-factly, "Fuck my ass." I oblige, being so gentle for such an intense act. The head of my cock finds the pale, tight opening above her dripping cunt and she trembles and bites the sheet beneath her. I feel her start to relax herself and open up to take me. She bites down harder and whimpers as the tip of my cock pushes harder against her ass forcing her open. She moans as I start to enter her and slide up to the hilt. Goosebumps rise across her back, and I enjoy the pain and pleasure.She reaches down to caress her clit, her fingers gently exploring up, touching her tightly stretched hole.
She pulls my hand to her throat, asking me to choke her. I can't help but obey as I slowly start to fuck her ass. I feel her open up more, and my cock begins to slide in and out of her. It's so rough, hot, and almost painfully tight compared to the slickness of her cunt.
Her body ready, she gasps in anticipation and whispers, "Now, fuck me." She pushes herself back hard, impaling herself on my cock. I can feel her wetness as my balls push up against her cunt. She whimpers with the pleasure and pain of it, and I fuck her with harder, deeper strokes that make her cry out. She grabs my hand around her neck as she tenses under me and presses against me again. I can feel her getting close to climax again as she opens herself more. She returns to massaging her clit frantically.
I hesitate, for fear of hurting her, but she pushes back again, forcing me deeper, crying out loudly, "Oh, fuck, don't stop, don't you fucking dare stop." I stop holding back and lose myself in a haze of lust and love. I come back to earth as I realize I'm cumming again. Her face is pink from the pressure on her throat, and I feel her body shake with the force of her own orgasm.
As the intensity fades, I pull out and embrace her gently, my chest heaving with exertion and her body trembling as the aftershocks of her climax run their course. I enjoy the sight of my cum leaking from both her holes, her ass red and raw from our rough sex. My cock warmly throbs a dull pain but deeply satisfied from the intensity.
We lay there, panting and exhausted, as I kiss and hold her tight. She reaches down and touches herself, feeling the cum leaking from her pussy and ass. She brings it to her lips and tastes it, her eyes rolling back in her head with pleasure. We kiss, too spent for anything more. I taste us on her tongue. "That was so fucking good," she murmurs as she pats me on the shoulder like I've just helped her get a high score on a game. Her voice husky with satisfaction, she asks, "Am I a good little fucktoy?" And as I lay there, holding her close and feeling her body relax against mine, I can't help but agree and wonder how the hell I got so lucky.
We shower together, wincing a little as the water touches the rougher parts of our love making. Then we return to our long-forgotten dinner, now a midnight snack.
We talk late into the night about the future, our plans together, before falling asleep in each other's arms in front of the TV. We'll do it all again as the urges rise and we sate our cravings for each other.
It is a cycle that I hope will never end.
One day, the cancer finds a way back in, and she passes into the dark night where I cannot follow. I am never whole again. Now, all that is left are memories and the ghosts conjured in this simulation.