Walking back to the apartment, he draped his arm over my shoulder and pulled me in for another kiss. I could feel the arousal rising in his body, a little twitch here and there and his deep gaze on me. But he deepened his breath and withheld the urge to hoist me up on his hips in the middle of the street.
I fumbled with the keys to let us inside and opened the door. He eyed me as I stood in the doorway and he shrugged off his jacket, then his shoes.
I took off my own. I made the two steps to close the distance, slipping my hands through behind his neck and I placed a soft kiss on his lips. Gently, his arms crossed over my back. The softness surprised me a little so I smiled into the kiss, but pushed my tongue deeper into his mouth as a warm shiver of safety traveled up my back. I enjoyed the play, the softness on top of this simmering heat.
His tongue licked me and I let myself melt a little more into his body. He was warm and his shirt felt soft, his beard gently scratched and tickled on my face. We just stood like that for a while, slowly making out. Tension built up, simmered down, grew again. It was a teasing game before we moved towards the bed. I sat next to him, purposely not on his lap, keeping some distance even though a piece of my mind slipped away. Our eyes met and I saw the emotion in his, slight confusion of how fast and how far to go. Then his hand slid up my body to cup my neck again.
I purred into his mouth and his hands grabbed me stronger. He smelled like man and tasted sweetly, something fresh was in the air and I felt my body shift towards him.
“I’m trying to be a gentleman,” he stated, and I couldn’t help but smile against his lips. It was cute. Adamant about being the good guy but slowly his composure melted. It made me feel good and naughty and playful all at the same time.
His hands pulled and grabbed my body in all the right places, fingers knowing where to go, tongue knowing how to move, and I held on to his shoulder or his neck while he tasted me.
Slowly we moved on top of the bed until he leaned over me, supporting himself on his elbow with his hand gently holding my head. His other found its way to my waist just holding my body, slightly squeezing when kisses deepened but always pulling back again. The tension grew thicker with each exchanged kiss and draped over us, only softened by natural breaks between our lips.
My body was warming up by the minute, harder kisses spiked my pulse and slow kisses sent tingles between through every vein. His soft tongue swept into my mouth again before he sucked on my lower lip. It made me moan softly. I felt his hand stroke my hair as the next series of soft and tender kisses rained down on my lips. The push and pull twirled my mind in a sweet spin, sending sparkling bursts of energy between my legs.
Then I felt his hand wander, up my side and down to my hips, brushing over my thigh and back up until his fingers reached under the hem of my shirt. All without stopping tender kisses and slow tongue with me.
I sucked in a breath of anticipation as he made his way underneath and skimmed my skin. His eyes briefly fluttered over my face before his lips sealed with mine again and his fingertips drew over my ribs and side.
Goosebumps spread on my body and I arched into him. His mustache tickled on my lips and when his fingers dug into my soft skin again, grabbing me possessively, I gave a small whimper into his mouth.
He rolled over me a little more, planking on his forearm as his hand gently rested on top of my head. His legs mingled with mine, one knee between my thighs and I arched and moved until my hands pulled him closer by his back.
His heavy breath mixed with mine and with every kiss we pressed closer and closer, need taking over. I arched into him as he pressed into me. Then he pulled his face away for a moment and his brown eyes met mine deeply. My parted lips and that flush on my face gave my need away.
Desire cooked over in him and he pulled me closer so his mouth crashed with mine. I softly yelped when I felt his leg move, his foot hooked with mine and pulled my legs apart while his hands held on to me. Then he used his knees to spread my thighs, my hands pushed into his hair.
One hand behind my neck and the other on my waist, he had me in a steady grip as the first roll of his hips contacted with my crotch. My jeans fit snug and the seam rubbed over my center, I felt all the electrifying fire and arousal from making out shoot between my legs.
I let out a breath and clutched the back of his shirt while his mouth claimed mine in another stormy kiss. His teeth scraped over my lower lip before he sucked it between his lips and gently bit down, eliciting another breathy whimper from me.
“Look who’s breathless now…” he teased and sealed it with a deeper kiss that swallowed my next noise.
His hips rolled against mine, stronger and a little faster, and my clit rubbed against my panties and jeans in a maddening way. Pleasure coiled from my scalp down to my stomach and heat exploded in my face as I felt the familiar twinge of arousal sharpen in my body.
I wrapped my legs around him and his hands slid down from my waist to my thigh, stroking over my jeans before grabbing me and holding my thigh to allow more movement.
My heart hammered, his tongue dove deeper for the next kiss. Then tender again, nipping at my lips, fuzing with me, his beard gently scraping against my skin while his hand held my thigh strongly. It felt so good.
After another half minute of his bulge rubbing over my crotch, my breathing changed. Needy little noises left my mouth and he swallowed them as I scrunched my eyebrows and my body trembled underneath him. I felt his hot breath on the side of my face when I calmed down, gasping for air.
His movements slowed, or maybe I slowed down, before he rubbed a little stronger and rolled his hips a little faster. “Mhmmm” he hummed into my ear before his lips my mine again.
My hips bucked up to meet him with each motion and I ground against him, faster and faster. Our mouths connected longer, breathy noises flowing from mine into his and I whimpered when that coiling pleasure tightened in my stomach once again, tighter and tighter and lower and lower until my body arched and my hands fisted his shirt.
My clit throbbed heavily as I came apart and a flush of wetness seeped to my already damp underwear. I pushed my head into his shoulder, breaking our kiss as I let out whimpers and staggered breaths. He squeezed me, let me breathe for a second, before my head rolled back and he nipped at my mouth again while his hips rolled into me.
My body wanted more. I rolled my hips up, grinding into the bulge of his pants that rubbed against me with precision. My jeans dug into my pussy and I breathed heavy into his mouth. Dizziness, then I felt his arm flex next to my head when he changed his pace and humped faster, leaving the quietest grunt that made my toes curl in pleasure. It didn’t take long for me to tremble and come apart again.
“Twice?” He asked with a deep whisper against my lips.
I nodded, a faint smile on my mouth as I looked up into his eyes.
“Good girl.”
My eyes rolled back into my skull he his pushed his face into my neck to kiss my sensitive skin and the words kept echoing in my head, rolling over every inch of pleasure my body could find. I melted, slackened, arched and twisted at the same time and a single “fuuuck” came from my throat.
Heat streamed from my spine into every part of my body and he licked his way up to my jaw before kissing me deep.
Only for a moment he let go of me, asking if it was okay to take his shirt off. I nodded and smiled to myself as he reached for the fabric and pulled it over his head. My eyes caught on his torso before he lowered himself on top of me where my hands immediately found the curve of his shoulder muscles while his lips found my mouth.
His bulge throbbed as he humped against me, faster and harder this time, determined to get those breathy noises out of me again. It didn’t take too long. His hot skin under my fingers made me feel alive while his hips locked with mine.
I got closer and closer again, moving my hips up to meet him with every rub. “Please… please… don’t stop…”
I clutched him and pushed my face into the crook of his neck. His hand pushed up under my shirt until he flicked my nipple and a jolt of pleasure ruptured through me. The pang of arousal was enough to send me over the edge again.
“You’re so great…” he whispered, as he drove his bulge against my pussy over and over again.
His hand pushed my shirt up and he flicked my nipple with his thumb before his mouth came down to close around it. I gave a long moan as his soft tongue flicked over my nipple over and over, adding stimulation to his relentless rubbing against my pussy. I came again, faster than I expected.
“What about me, hm?” He whispered and I smirked.
I gently shook my head, nudging his nose with mine. “Guess I’m just better at cumming than you…”
That earned me another strong press of his bulge against my crotch. His lips pressed again mine before his teeth bit my lower lip and I yelped into his mouth. In a skilled rhythm he rolled his bulge into me, faster and more precise and I angled myself to get the best of it.
Two more times he made me cum like this, his mouth on my tits to flick and lick and suck my nipples as his hard cock rubbed through our pants against my sobbing pussy. I breathed heavy, my jeans felt damp as they clung to me and I could feel the wet heat coming off from his pants as well. I must have drenched us both.
I still recovered from my sixth time when he slid his hand down my body and between my legs, gently caressing over my jeans.
“Damn… you’re soaked…”
I blushed and nodded with a heavy breath.
“God, I like that…” his breathy moan sent another heatwave through me.
My jeans felt damp and wet. I had made a mess in my panties and everything felt hot and tingly. My clit still throbbed with neediness, not satisfied from six orgasms and my body shuddered with the same sensation.
His lips pulled away. “This was the demo…”
Desire clouded my mind and I whispered back with staggered breaths. “Mhmmm good demo…” before my lips sealed with his again.
I broke the next kiss, grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head. I wanted more, more touch and contact and his face on my tits or a hand grabbing me.
No hesitation, his lips closed around my right nipple and I yelped in pleasure when his hand rubbed over my jeans.
Then he kissed up my neck and his hand stroked over my pants, rubbing my pussy through the damp material until I whimpered and pleaded for more.
“Please… touch me…” The slow burn of the night got to me, leaving me wanting more.
His tongue dragged up until he pushed between my lips just as his fingers found the buttons of my jeans, one, two. Then the sound of the zipper let the hair in the back of my neck stand up in anticipation.
Teasingly slow, his fingers moved over the fabric of my panties. Then he dug his fingers into the hem of my jeans and gruffly gave them a firm tug as he pulled on my lower lip with his teeth.
I yelped and moaned.
“I want these off now…” he growled and I raised my hips obediently so he could pull off my pants.
He lowered his body on me again and pushed my thighs apart, then his finger brushed over the wet part of my panties right on my pussy. I moaned and my eyes fluttered closed, his mouth was on me to swallow the sound.
Moans, heavy breaths and whimpers came from my throat with every drag and rub over the severely wet cotton clinging to me. My clit throbbed under his fingers, begging for his touch, so much that I let out a long moan when he finally slipped beneath the wet material to touch me.
“Fuuuuck…” His fingers on my bare pussy felt like heaven.
“Mhmmm,” he hummed back and kissed me again, his fingers rubbing over my wet pussy. I arched into his touch and fisted his shirt as his tongue dove into my mouth.
Over my lips, over my clit, soft then stronger pressure and I lost my mind when his fingers slipped out and danced on my panties again. I growled, mewled at him. I was needy.
Then he lowered himself, kissing down my chin and neck, kisses over my belly until he reached his destination.
I watched him, how his brown eyes stayed on my face before looking down to what he had in his hand. He fisted my panties, then pulled them up tight over my pussy and I gasped from the pressure on my clit as the fabric pulled taut over my pussy. Gently, he placed a kiss top of the soaked fabric right on my quivering clit.
I whimpered and my eyes rolled back. “Wait- I’m not even-“
‘Shaved’ was what I wanted to say, as I remembered my last shaving shower from five days before. But he didn’t care.
His mouth scraped over my panties before he grabbed the hem and pulled them up taut over my mound. Lips and deep kisses through the material made my body shudder with need and my back arched off the mattress with my next moan.
The teasing had its desired effect, then he simply pulled my panties aside and gave one kiss before pushing his face into me.
I moaned and fisted the sheets as he licked and sucked on my sensitive pussy. “Oh fuck!”
I rolled my hips into his face, starving for more explicit touch, and pleasure exploded inside of my body. I trembled and twisted, could barely keep my eyes open as I tried to watch his handsome face between my legs.
“Fuck… yes… I’m…” I couldn’t finish my sentence.
His beard scratched over my sensitive parts as he sucked on my clit and I couldn’t hold back my moans as I shook from my orgasm.
My breathy noises filled the room and his lips softly hushed over my sensitive sex. He licked up every drop of cum and I panted heavy as I sank into the pillow.
“You’re really… very… wet…” he whispered against my wet pussy and I gave a light chuckle.
When his face came up to kiss me, his fingers found my throbbing pussy and I rolled my hips up, desperate to be filled. I tasted myself on his tongue as he pushed inside, two fingers right where I needed them. And I folded like a sheet of paper when his thumb hit my clit.
“This is not very gentleman of me…” he remarked when he started fucking my pussy with his fingers. Not slow anymore like the tender kisses, but a strong staccato in the exact rhythm I needed. He knew.
My legs wrapped around him and my hands held on to his muscly shoulders. He fucked my pussy hard and fast until I couldn’t keep my mouth closed. His mouth placed slow kisses on my neck, causing goosebumps on my body while I voiced the amount of pleasure taking over me.
He held my head just above the ear, his palm flat against my temple to keep me still. Then he turned his thumb in front of my face, pushing it sideways between my parted teeth like a bar for me to suckle on. I could taste him as he held me there, adding to the sensations he instilled deep in my pussy. Salty, sweet, smelling like man and I sucked on his thumb, watched his face as he watched me and felt his fingers in all the places my body desperately needed and came apart again.
I rode that high another two times until I couldn’t breathe and he smirked at me.
“Please…” I whined around his thumb and he gave me a smirk.
“What..?”
“More…”
He reached for my pussy again, and my hands trailed over the hot skin of his body. “Please… no gentleman…”
With a nod and another hard kiss, he pulled away. A devilish smile on his face exposed how much he liked me begging for it and asking for it as he pulled off his pants and then my panties before I handed him the condom.
I let myself fall into the pillow with my legs open for him as he moved between them, then, with one thrust, he slid inside me. Both of us moaned, then he started moving.
I felt so full and his cock was hitting all the spots I’d been longing for, my bode buzzed with arousal. I felt his body, his back muscles under my hands, the soft hot skin. His lips crashed back on mine and I pushed my tongue into his mouth.
He held me and I held on to him as he kissed me and fucked faster and stronger into my throbbing pussy. I felt myself already pulsating and clenching.
“Fuck…” he moaned.
Our breaths mixed together as he fucked me and hitched my thighs up his body to get deeper. My hips bucked off the bed to meet him there and I moaned and whimpered with neediness. Warmth and desire spread in my limbs, flooded my system with hormones and pleasure. It sang through my body, my forehead fell against his shoulder.
Minutes passed and I felt that arousal roll around like a wave in my body, clenching and squeezing around his cock. His heavy breath in my ear, my lips pressed against his neck. I licked him, kissed him, licked again and heard a groan that made me squeeze my pussy again.
“Fuck… you keep squeezing me like that and I’m gonna cum…” he moaned.
“I…” I stuttered.
I clenched uncontrollably, arousal pushing forward with intensity that I couldn’t even contain if I had wanted to.
“I can’t hold it any longer,” I pressed out two seconds before I let go and my orgasm rushed through my body, shaking me against him.
I felt a slight swell of his cock but my mind exploded in pleasure from my own climax. I trembled and squeezed, eyes closed and hands clutching him. My body convulsed three, four, five times before it subsided and I noticed him pulling out, leaving me wet and empty.
I made a whiny noise and he pressed his slick cock against my pussy, then he kissed me long and slow. “Fuck…”
“Yeah…”
His thumb caressed over my cheek and he gave me another kiss before rolling off of me. And I looked into his handsome face, just catching another look at that expression in his eyes. Satisfaction.
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