It’s a relaxing afternoon, as the two sweet couple are sitting in the living room watching a film, which by any chance contain a lot rated r scenes.
They can watch that film all day without caring anyone else. To be honest, Eugene gets turned on more that Jennifer. Most of the time, Eugene will start first, but not including sex.
They would kiss or Eugene would rub Jennifer’s big boobs as they watch the movie. And every time, Jennifer would slap his hand off of her big boobs, playfully.
But this time is totally different. The other way around. Because this time, Jennifer is quite… Horny. As you can say that.
Knowing that Jennifer couldn’t resist it any longer with all the rubbing and touching that Eugene is doing at the moment. She smiles to herself as she straddles Eugene in a seductive manner.
Eugene knows her too well, to be fooled by her. So, he raises his eyebrow at her and asked Jennifer, “Are you sure you wanted to do this?” Eugene puts his hands on her hips.
Jennifer licked her irresistible lips and answer, “Yes, my love.”
Nodding his head, Eugene kiss her irresistible lips as his hands move under her shirt. Roaming her delicate body. Feeling the softness of her skin.
Jennifer tangled her hands in his messy hair that Eugene had combed his hair with his hand many times and bit back a moan.
“Let it go, Jennifer.” Said Eugene as they kiss. Moving their lips in sync. Eugene grabs Jennifer butt and she gasps at his reaction. Eugene quickly took advantage by slipping his tongue into her mouth without her permission. Their tongues fought for dominance. Which Jennifer immediately let out a soft moan.
Eugene just smirks as he hears Jennifer’s soft moans. In which could drive him totally insane for her. Eugene breaks the kiss to have a breath of air as they both are panting heavily. “You know, I like to hear those moans of yours, love.” Eugene whisper in Jennifer’s ear making her blush.
Eugene smirks as he knows the effect he have on her. Kissing her once again after they have calmed down their breathing. Yet again, their lips moving in sync.
Eugene carries Jennifer towards their bedroom still not breaking their kiss. Once he reached their bedroom, Eugene lays Jennifer down as he gets on top of her.
Quickly taking off each other clothes off, leaving Jennifer in her lace bra and panties while Eugene is only in his boxer that shows off his secretive V lane.
Running her fingers down Eugene’s firm chest. Eugene moans into Jennifer’s mouth. Becoming brave, she slipped her hand into Eugene’s boxer.
Eugene just enjoys the pleasure as Jennifer stroke his delicious dick. The one thing that turn Eugene even more is when Jennifer whisper to him seductively. “I want you inside me.”
Jennifer could feel Eugene becoming hard after hearing her words. ‘’ R-really?” Eugene asks in a low, sexy, deep and husky voice. “I’ll be a pain in your ass.” That just makes Jennifer blush even redder.
Eugene cranks Jennifer’s neck gently and lick her soft spot on her neck. Making her moan. Eugene starts to suck her neck, knowing that there would be a love bite there on her neck tomorrow morning. Jennifer moans as she enjoys the pleasure even more is when Eugene unhooked her bra, tossing it aside and rubs her boobs while playing with her hard nipples.
Pulling off her panties with his free hand, he starts to rub on her pussy making her moan even louder. Without wasting any more time, Eugene pulls off his boxer and let himself into her. Jennifer screamed as she felt a sharp twinge of pain.
“Shh… It will be over soon. I promise.” He said as he thrust into her. Sooner or later, her screaming have been replaced by her moans.
Eugene slowly increases his thrusting speed while Jennifer bucked her hips to meet his thrust. Giving her more pleasure and making her high as she moans out his name.
“Eugene…” Jennifer moans and tugs on Eugene’s hair. Thrusting harder and deeper into her. She moans out even more uncontrollably loud that could make the neighbors next door heard it. If their room is soundproofed, then you might not know what these incredible couples would be doing.
“Cum for me, baby.” Eugene said as he holds back his cum. Thrusting into her even rougher, he said, “I can’t hold it back any longer, my love.”
As if on cue, they moan out as their cums mixed together. Pulling out of her, panting, Eugene rested his forehead on Jennifer’s forehead. Both of them panting heavily like they have just run a marathon.
Kissing her one more time before lying down next to her. Without giving up, Jennifer turns to face Eugene as she popped up on her elbow.
Jennifer has been yet again running her fingers down Eugene’s chest seductively. Until she reached Eugene’s delicious and the most amazing dick ever! She strokes his dick with her delicate fingers. That could bring any pleasure to him. So, Jennifer licks his chest is while stroking his dick. Adding pleasure to it is enough to make Eugene moan and panting at the same time.
“Ahhh….” Eugene moan out in pleasure.
Sarah smirks and get to the same level with his delicious dick. And position herself. The next thing you know, she stops stroking his dick, but licking it in a teasing manner.
“Jen-Jennifer… Stop t-teasing me.” Eugene shutter out. She smiles to herself and continue to tease him. Loving the fact that Eugene begged her to stop teasing him. Once she has enough of teasing him.
Jennifer sucks his delicious, yummy and amazing dick. Putting his hands on top of her head, following the movement of her head as Jennifer’s moves up and down as she sucks his delicious dick.
“Mmm….” Jennifer moans out. Sucking it even faster, making Eugene moans out too. His voice sounding sexy-ly husky.
“A-Ahhh… Jennifer…. Faster. Faster….” Eugene moans but he still have the command in his voice.
Increasing the speed of sucking, he moans really, really loud. Enjoying the pleasure sending from his lover.
“Jennifer, I c-can’t hold it any longer…” Eugene groans as he still moans out. When, he couldn’t hold back anymore. He cums inside of her mouth.
Jennifer stops sucking his yummy dick and looked up at Eugene. All of his delicious cums is now inside of her mouth. She takes her long sweet time chewing it as she moans in the process. Then, she swallows the amazing taste of his lover’s cum.
Eugene chuckles as he wipes the remaining cums that are left on his lover’s mouth. Blushing, Jennifer looks away from his lover to hide her blush. Eugene just chuckles even more as he sees Jennifer’s reaction.
Eugene pulled Jennifer’s head up to face him and kissed her lips passionately. She crawled up to him and straddle him. Jennifer could feel his hard rock dick poking in between her big thigh.
His hand, made their way to hew butt as she could feel him, grabbing and squeezing her butt. Only to make her gasps in surprise. Eugene slip his tongue into her mouth and their tongues battle for dominance. Their kiss once again turned out to be a fenzy, rough and heated French kiss.
They broke their kissing as they both are out of breath. Panting heavily. Eugene rested his forehead against hers.
“I want you to ride on me and… Hard too.” Eugene whisper to her huskily.
In this situation, you don’t have to think twice! And that’s what exactly Jennifer did.
Jennifer slowly sits up and grabbed his delicious dick and inserted him into her. Jennifer slowly sank down on him, and the both of them moans uncontrollably.
Once she was all the way down, she bounced back up again. She repeated her action over and over.
Eugene grabbed her waist and bounced her harder. It was like being shot by a gun of ecstasy. Eugene moans out of pleasure.
His grip on her waist tighten around her waist as Jennifer bounced on him harder and faster. Both of them moaning.
Eugene pulled her down as her chest meet his, as he switches them over. Now, Eugene is on top of her as he thrust into her. Eugene throws her leg over his shoulder, hitting a new angle.
A wave of pleasure rushed through her and Jennifer could feel herself getting closer to the edge.
“Fuck!” Eugene screamed.
“Eugene, baby! Harder! Faster! Ugh, just fuck me hard!” Jennifer screamed out.
And her request has been granted as Eugene quickened his pace and his roughness. Jennifer gripped Eugene’s face and kissed him with all her might.
“I’m going to cum!” Jennifer whisper loud enough for Eugene to hear.
“Let it out, love.” Eugene said.
So, Eugene quickened his pace even faster with unbelievable speed. It’s hard to believe that someone can quicken their thrust like Eugene just did.
Jennifer and Eugene cum at the same time as they moan. Their cums mixing together. Jennifer convulsed under him and he did the same too. Eugene lays on top of her, putting all of his weight on his arms.
He looks at her with love sparking in his eyes. “I love you.”
“And I you.” She said with the same love sparkling in her eyes.
Insane, Risky and Crazy
“You’re just in time!” Rose's parents greeted as she walked in through the door, towing Chris closely behind her. Rose barely had time to take off her shoes before she were tackled by hugs, kisses pressed against her cheek and bright smiles thrown her way from every direction.
Her parents were hosting a party – a sort of family reunion, which meant that Rose were without doubt invited. It wasn’t as though she wasn’t fond of her family, or that she didn’t enjoy gatherings; it was just that these particular gatherings were always so boring.
It had been perfectly fine the first hour or so, where greetings were exchanged all around the crowded room (she could swear there was over thirty people around the house) and recent events were brought up for discussion. Eventually, however, the initial excitement died down and everybody would simply mill about, waiting for the food so that they could leave afterwards.
Her parents were busy in the kitchen, preparing what was basically a feast for all the guests. Being the lovely daughter of the hosts, it was part of her job to entertain the guests. This was how she ended up spending the next two hours serving refreshments and snacks while chatting up every single person she came into contact with.
After having a smile plastered on her face for so long, Rose began to get tired – after two whole hours, she were exhausted, as though her body was running on autopilot.
The only thing – or person – keeping her feeling even slightly alive was Chris. Rose had merely mentioned the family gathering a couple of days ago, and he had insisted that he tag along with her.
“What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn’t go? I have to make an impression,” he had frowned, desperate to prove his worth.
Rose had rolled her eyes playfully at the time, because both her and Chris knew that her parents already absolutely adored him. They doted and fawned all over him, because in their eyes, whoever made Rose happy just had to be a good person. In the end, however, she had agreed to drag him along because for one, she didn’t want to be lonely, and secondly, because it was rather hilarious to see Chris suck up to her parents, desperately playing the ‘good boy’.
Rose were now very glad that he had come, because she would’ve been completely drained otherwise. Chris was incredible – even though he had never met most of her other relatives before, he charmed them easily. He was constantly by her side, throwing out compliments, striking up conversations and showing off those adorable dimples of his. Together, the two of them had the entire room chattering and laughing.
When it was finally dinner time, Rose were beyond tired, and Chris could tell. Even while talking to guests, she caught the worried sidelong glances he’d give her. He began getting more touchy feely, wrapping his arm protectively around herwaist and massaging her neck.
With all the guests in the house, it took three tables to fit everybody. Rose and Chris got placed in the table with her closest relatives, including her parents. Rose watched, amused, as Chris got super self conscious, his laughs becoming exaggerated and all his actions becoming more animated. Even so, he charmed every person at the table – Rose had to admire him.
After awhile, Rose noticed Chris is relaxing, becoming more and more comfortable in the atmosphere and casually exchanging small talk with her parents. Rose also noticed that he began looking at her more often, catching her eye before blatantly sliding his gaze down her body, which was clothed in a sheer, chiffon blouse and skirt.
He would hold eye contact for a couple of seconds, and then his gaze would move downwards, checking out her slim body before running his eyes back up. Once, he held her gaze steadily, playfully winked, and then slowly slid his tongue across his lips.
Right in front of her parents.
Rose eyes flashed quickly from Chrios to her parents, thankful that they were caught up in conversation with all the others around the dinner table. Rose narrowed her eyes at him, as a playful warning to quit fooling around.
Chris didn’t stop, though. In fact, he took it even further: with his hand sliding sneakily underneath the table, he placed his palm against her upper thigh, fingers dancing across her bare skin. Rose suppressed a giggle, sliding her hand underneath the table cloth as well. She caught his hand, holding it still before slowly brushing it off her leg.
Above the table, others only saw her amicable smiles, completely unaware of the skinship going on underneath.
His hand flew right back, squeezing her knee gently. Chris was not only mischievous, but he was also smart. He began rubbing her thigh slowly and sensually, just the way she liked it. When his cool fingers slipped underneath her skirt, Rose let out an audible gasp.
Her parents turned to Rose questioningly. “Is something wrong, .........?”
Rose quickly shook her head, desperately hoping that her face wasn’t pink. “No, no, I just bit myself,” she lied smoothly with a sheepish expression.
Her parents laughed before turning back to her relatives again, engaging everybody in a story about how clumsy Rose were as a child.
Blowing out a small sigh of relief, Rose turned to glare at Chris, who was beside her stifling giggles. He quickly grabbed a vegetable and shoved it in his mouth, not meeting her gaze. Rose tried to brush his hand off her leg again, but he caught her fingers, intertwining them with his. He gave her hand a small squeeze, as if saying, “Trust me.”
Biting her lip, Rose got increasingly more nervous – sure, the table cloth was covering everything, but her family was still surrounding her. Releasing her hand, Rose resumed his touching, fingers disappearing underneath the fabric of her skirt. He took his time, fingers inching upwards, dragging her skirt up as they went.
Rose felt heat rising up to her face, but her family would hopefully just pass that off on the sips of champagne everybody was passing around.
When Chris’s finger reached the edge of her underwear, he didn’t hesitate to slip his finger underneath those, either. Using one index finger, he snapped the edge of her panties against her skin.
Tingles shot up her entire body, and Rose had to put effort into not gasping and jumping him on the spot. Rose had to resist the urge of climbing over his lap and demanding him to give her what she wanted. Rose had to resist the temptation of his fingers, cool, soft, and slowly brushing her skin. His fingers lingered along the edge of her underwear, so close yet so far.
Oh no, this was not happening. She were not getting turned on in the middle of dinner with her parents...yet, and of course, she were. Rose inched forward on her chair as a silent signal for Chris to touch her there already. Rose wanted to feel his finger rubbing against her clit, not her thigh.
Above the table, Rose casually took a sip of water from her cup. With her peripheral vision, Rose could see that Chris was also acting perfectly normal, taking bites of his food as though nothing was going on.
Oh, what great actors the two of them made.
Chris’s finger moved instead to the front of her underwear, and ever so gently, he pressed his thumb against the fabric, right above her clit. Rose almost spat out her water from the tingle of pleasure that shot up her spine. Rose could focus on nothing else as Chris rubbed his thumb in circles, flooding her body with lust. Rose shifted in her chair, wanting more of his touches.
However, Rose were left with nothing but disappointment as Chris finally drew his hand back to himself.
Rose sent him a pout that openly stated, “You don’t stop when I want you to, and when I want you to continue…you stop?”
He smiled at her innocently, flashing his teeth and dimples. Reaching for her hand, Chris brought it over to his lap this time, toying around with her fingers. Rose sipped her water indignantly – how could he act cute when he was being daringly sexy just moments ago? The growing damp spot between her panties was evidence that her body was still turned on.
Rose eyes widened as Chris’s hand guided hers sliding across his knee and up his thigh…to land on his crotch. He dropped her hand there, retreating both of his to the top of the table. Rose swallowed, feeling the very apparent bulge through his dark jeans.
“Darling, you haven’t been speaking much, are you alright?” Her mother’s voice shook Rose out of her dazed state. Rose kept her hand still above Chris’s crotch as she stammered a reply.
“J-just a little tired – long day.”
“Ah…your cheeks are all pink, did you drink too much? Chris, make sure you’re the one driving later!”
The entire table laughed, and her cheeks flushed even more from having so much attention on her. Chris chuckled beside he, finishing off his plate of food. Seeing him so relaxed, Rose purposefully began rubbing his boner, applying slight pressure as she moved her hand in circles.
Rose smiled sweetly at the way he dropped his chopsticks on the floor. “Don’t worry!” she directed at her parents, “I’m sure he’ll take great care of me.”
Rose words dripped with innuendo, which only Chris caught. He shyly scratched his ear (a normal habit, whenever he was nervous) and nodded exaggeratedly at her parents, who was grinning admiringly before being pulled into another conversation.
Left alone once again, Rose took advantage of the situation and naughtily pulled down the zipper of Chris’s jeans. There was still a button, which she weren’t planning to undo, but she just wanted to tease him – and show him that she wanted him.
Rose didn’t fail to catch the sharp intake of breath he sucked in, nor the slight rounding of his eyes. Leaning his head towards her, he quietly muttered, “What do you say we get out of here?”
Rose stared at him blankly for a moment, her brain whirring. Although they were family, she had to admit this party was only going to go downhill from here. Rose had already spent hours entertaining guests, and everybody was just about finished dinner anyway. There was also Chris’s obvious erection (which she were still softly stroking) to think about…
Straightening up, Rose tapped her mother on the shoulder. “Mom, I feel a little sick. I think it was the champagne,” Rose pouted.
“You were never much of a drinker,” Her mother cooed. “Want me to find you some Advil?”
“What’s wrong?” Her father turned to her also.
“She’s feeling sick,” Rose's mother replied swiftly. “Are you done eating?” she questioned, and Rose quickly nodded.
Just for kicks, she squeezed Chris’s package, using her peripheral vision to see him visibly stiffen.
“Why don’t you go home first, then? I’ll take care of the entertaining,” Her father winked.
Rose grinned appreciatively, knowing that although her mother wouldn’t have wanted her to leave early, Rose's father wouldn’t have a problem with it. “I think I will, you guys have fun for the rest of the night, okay?”
“Mmm, make sure to rest well! Chris, please look after her today as well,” Her mother smiled as Rose stood up.
“She’s a troublemaker, but I’ll try,” Chris replied sweetly as he got out of the seat also. Fixing his shirt over his jeans so that they’d cover his crotch, he followed her around as she said hurried goodbyes to all the guests.
Walking out of the house, Rose playfully swatted Chris’s arm. “Why do you always get horny at the wrong times?” She cried.
He let out a laugh, grabbing onto her shoulders from behind and leading Rose towards the car. “I can’t help it, it’s you!” He nuzzled the back of her ear, giving her earlobe a lick. “Back home we go?” His voice was husky and filled with implications.
Body humming with energy and anticipation, Rose bit her lip as an idea came into her head. An insane, risky and crazy idea. “Where’d you park the car?” Rose asked, ignoring his question.
Taking that as a ‘yes,’ Chris nodded his chin down the road. “I parked it near the alleyway, your relatives took up all the close parking spots.”
The alleyway was another block down, completely deserted and silent, with it being around 12 pm at night. Perfect.
“Chris~,” Rose began innocently, hooking her arm through his as she walked down the peaceful street.
“Mmm?” He looked down at her, all ears.
“I need a quickie,” Rose whispered, tiptoeing to reach his ear.
“What?”
“A quickie. Please, it’s killing me,” She pleaded.
Caught between amazement and shock, a grin spread on Chris’s face as her words sank in. “Really, now?” Unhooking his arm and instead wrapping it around her waist, he pulled her in close. “We better get home a-s-a-p, then.”
He took out his car keys, unlocking it and releasing his hold on her as the two of them approached it. He was about to open the driver’s side to get in when he realized that Rose were still behind him. “What is it?”” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “Do you want to drive?” When Rose shook her head, Chris only got more confused. “Ah, I’ll open the door for you!”
He turned and began to walk to the other side, but Rose grabbed the hem of his shirt and tugged on it until he came back, confused.
“You don’t get it,do you?” Rose pouted as she swung open the door. Rose pushed him into the drivers’ seat, and gave him a shy grin. “I said I wanted a quickie.”
Chris watched as Rose slipped off her sandals, throwing them into the passenger seat. Rose caught his gaze before reaching underneath her skirt…and dragging her underwear down. Stripping it off and throwing that onto the passenger seat as well, Rose were now left with just the skirt covering her lower body.
With that, Rose tried to swing a leg over his body as gracefully as possible, landing on the lap of a very stunned Chris. Now straddling him, Rose slammed the car door shut, and a shocked silence filled the air.
Thankfully, the car was a van, and there was plenty of room for both of them to move around in comfortably. Smiling at Chris’s widened eyes, she deliberately leaned in close, and murmured seductively, “I meant now.”
It only took a split second for Chris to move into action after those words left her mouth. His mouth crashed against hers, his movements rushed and urgent. Who cares if she were in a car? Who cares if her parents’ house, filled with half her extensive family, was just up the street?
It was insane, risky and crazy – just the way Chris liked it.
His lips massaged hers, moving quickly, pressing kisses after kiss against her lips, which were struggling to match his pace. His hands were also busy, untucking her blouse from her skirt and lifting it up to feel bare skin. A low sound emitted from Chris’s throat as he began rubbing her bare waist, fingers trailing upwards, pulling her shirt along. Rose also began hastily unbuttoning his dress shirt, but had to pause to raise her hands up so that Chris could successfully pull the blouse off of her. He tossed it in the back seat before turning back and attacking her neck.
Her hearts were both racing with adrenaline, hands trembling and movements rushed. Rose threw her head back as he harshly sucked on her neck, not giving a damn about leaving marks. All the touching during dinner had already gotten her riled up and horny – now, everything he was doing was just driving her crazy.
Rose let out a small groan when Chris licked his way from the side of her neck to her ear and all the way down her jawline until he reached her lips again. Smiling into the kiss, Chris gave her a playful nip on the lip, using the moment that Rose gasped and shove his tongue into her mouth.
Engaging in a passionate French kiss, Rose decided to speed things up. Pressing her body tightly against his, she lifted up her skirt and began rubbing against the crotch of his jeans.
Chris moaned into the kiss, breaking it for a moment to gasp a breathless, “Oh my God,” before kissing Rose again. She fumbled with the rest of his shirt buttons, and had barely undone the last one before Chris pulled her hands away. “Forget it,” he growled, driven over the edge.
The only light was dim, coming from the street post above the car, but even in complete darkness, she wouldn’t have missed the irresistible grin that spread on his face. It was devilish and warned of amazing things to come.
Rose began earnestly rubbing against him, hips gyrating against his. Sexual tension filled the car until it almost felt like something tangible – so dense in the air that she could almost physically feel it.
His hands were busy touching every part of her body, they could reach: squeezing her boobs through her bra, trailing down her pale shoulders and smoothing over her legs on either side of his hips. Her skirt was messily pushed up, out of the way of Chris’s impatient hands.
When it came to the point where she simply couldn’t take it anymore, Rose showed Chirs by lightly biting at his neck and running her tongue across his collarbone. Breath hot and heavy against his ear, she pleaded, “Please, right now.”
Rose leaned back against the steering wheel as Chris struggled to undo his belt.
BEEEEEEEEEEEP-
“Oh shit!” Chris laughed, realizing that Rose had accidentally leaned against the horn. Giggling uncontrollably, she watched as Chris finished undoing his belt, letting it slid carelessly to the floor and practically yanking the button off his jeans.
He used his arms to push both her and himself up a little, so that he could take off his jeans and boxer briefs. It was a clumsy, hard process which resulting in lots of grunting and giggling. Chris successfully shimmied out of his jeans off after a minute or two, leaving them to pool around his ankles. Chris began removing his boxer briefs, but Rose was simply too turned on and too impatient for that.
The moment Chris got his boxer briefs down to his thighs, his cock sprang free, already fully erect. Rose immediately circled it with her hand and began roughly pumping him up and down. She had no time to deal with any soft, teasing touches today. Rose wanted a quickie and she was going to get one.
Chris twitched, squeezing his eyes shut and gritting his teeth to prevent himself from moaning too loudly. He had only got his boxer briefs down to his knees, but that was just going to have to do. To speak frankly, even the situation itself already turned him on, and he couldn’t wait much longer.
“Are you going to take off your skirt?” he said in a hurried whisper.
“Should I?”
“No, forget it. My cock needs to be in you – like, now.”
“Then you better get over here-” Rose didn’t get to finish her sentence before Chris already obeyed her command. Arms wrapping securely around her waist, he pulled her body against his, smothering her lips with his. Rose didn’t break the kiss as she shifted to kneel on either side of his hips, positioning herself above his cock, which was conveniently already pointing upwards.
Rose took her time sinking down on his cock, pausing and drawing in sharp breaths as she felt him stretch her pussy. Chris brushed her hair out of her face, his lips never leaving hers as Rose finally fully took in his cock.
Rose lifted her hips up slowly, savoring the way she held all control. She felt the unbearable emptiness that replaced Chris’s cock… until Rose slammed back down onto his lap, eliciting a loud, lustful groan from her beloved boyfriend.
Grinning into the rough kiss that he pressed against her lips, Rose began building up a rhythm, bouncing up and down on his lap.
Rose didn’t even realize that she enjoyed topping until now: perhaps it was the way she could rub against him at just the right angle, so that he’d be against her clit, or maybe it was the way Rose could control whether she wanted him to sink fully into her or not. Whatever it was, it was amazing.
Chris’s hands shifted from her waist to her ass, lifting Rose up as she raised her hips, before letting her fall back down onto his cock right afterwards.
It was strangely arousing to do it while still mostly clothed; Rose still had on her bra and skirt, while Chris was still wearing his unbuttoned dress shirt, with his jeans and boxer briefs barely hanging onto his legs.
All she could hear was the lewd squelch as Chris’s cock slid in and out of her body, followed by the escalating moans and groans that the two of them just couldn’t hold back.
Chris found that he loved this position more and more each time Rose slammed back down onto his lap. He loved the feeling of her hands clenched tightly around his shoulders, sliding down his chest in search of any type of purchase to help her stay balanced. He loved the sight of her tits bouncing up and down, so close to his face. He loved the way her neck has been just close enough for him to stretch and suck on, her moans sending vibrations through her throat.
“We are so doing this again at home – naked,” Chris gasped between breaths. “I’m going to cum,” he cried, squeezing his eyes shut with the effort of holding back his orgasm.
“Just cum,” Rose moaned as he reached down between her legs and began rubbing his thumb against her clit as Rose continued to bounce up and down.
Chris could only hope that she wasn’t far behind as he came first, ejaculating inside of her with a loud moan/yell of her name. Thankfully, Rose wasn’t. Rose came almost immediately after, feeling his cum rush into her pussy and dousing her body with wet, sticky warmth. Her walls clenched around Chris’s cock even tighter as she cum, dragging out his orgasm.
Coming down from her high, Rose stopped her bouncing, instead grinding against Chris with his cock still buried inside of her. Rose leaned against his body, his heavy breathing hot against her neck as he snuggled against her.
Neither Rose nor Chris were sure how long they stayed there like that, but their hearts had both just calmed down when suddenly, a bright light lit up nearby, lighting up the entire car.
Rose rolled off of Chris, scrambling into the passenger seat and desperately searching for her god damn blouse which seemed to have disappeared underneath the car seats. Chris hurriedly pulled his boxer briefs back on, struggling to put on his jeans correctly.
“What the fu- oh my god, it’s your cousin,” Chris warned in a low voice. “They’re getting into their car.”
Peeking through the window, Rose saw half a dozen family members walking a little further up the street, coming directly at her. “Drive, drive!” Rose cried. Her heart was pounding as Chris shifted gears and pulled out of the parking spot in lightning speed. He drove off like a madman, rushing past speed limit and letting out barks of exhilarated laughter.
Rose joined in along with him, both of her clothing askew and complete messes. Rose didn’t care that she was almost caught though. It was one of the best experiences – and definitely the best sex – that the two of them had experienced yet.
The Gay Lovers
Derek wakes up as the morning sunshine through the curtains. He groans and sit up on the bed only with his boxer on. Rubbing the sleep away from his eyes, he looked around the room only to find that his lover is not in the room.
It’s strange because his lover never wakes up that early. And where could his lover be at this hour?
When he is about to get out of the bed, the bedroom door open. There stood the sexiest lover ever, Ian. Ian is wet from head to toe as he just came out from the swimming pool. Ian stood there with only a towel wrapped around his waist.
Derek gulps visibly when Ian meets his gaze. He stares at Ian as a drop of water dripped from the tip of his hair down to his sexy neckline and further down.
What makes him more lucky is that Ian has a towel wrapped around his waist but… Incredibly low. Ian stalks towards Derek like a predator. But this time, the predator is way too hungry.
Derek’s hand moved unconsciously to his lower part of his body while Ian gives him a smirk of his own and winked at Derek. While walking towards Derek’s direction.
The towel drop from his waist. Well, ladies and gentlemen, Ian stands in front of his lover, naked. Showing off his delicious and yummy dick. Derek’s face turn red as he looks at Ian’s little brother, ‘The King’. He can feel some part of him getting obviously excited!
Without knowing what is going on in that beautiful head of Derek’s. He rubs Ian’s delicious dick, skillfully. Sending pleasure to Ian as he bends his head slightly backwards.
Ian moans as Derek rub his hard dick. Making a drop of percum drip from Ian’s dick. Derek gently licks it away with his magical tongue.
A moan escape from Ian’s lips, sounding hoarse and even sexy-ly deep.
“Ahhhh…” That only makes Derek turn on even more. Plus, making his dick going hard as the second passed by.
How could they stop when both of them wanted each other so badly.
Grabbing Derek’s hand and stopping him from going any further. Ian pushed Derek on the bed and climb on top of him. Putting Derek’s hand on top of his head. Derek parted his lips slightly.
“ How’s your day, my love?” Ian asked in a deep and calm voice.
“You’re wet.”Derek replied. Totally ignoring Ian’s question.
Ian waste no time by closing the space between them by kissing the lovely Derek. Their lips moving in sync. Ian didn’t ask for permission as he slides his tongue into Derek’s mouth. Their tongue fight for dominance. Their kiss gets rougher and fenzy as the both of them wanted more than a kiss. They want… Sex.
Ian knows what his lover wants. His hand got loose from the grip on Derek’s hands and slowly slide his hand down on his lover’s now heated body. Until they reach Derek’s boxer. Without wasting any more time, Ian pulls off Derek’s boxer making he jumped slightly in surprise as Derek did not expect that. Now, they are both lying on the bed, naked.
Derek’s lips are swollen from the frenzy kiss and his eyes are now closed. Breathing in and out as he is ready for the next move from his lover.
As if that Ian knows that Dered is ready, he started to trailed wet kisses all over Derek’s body. Making Drek moans in delight.
Till’ Ian reached Derek’s yummy dick. He started to lick it in a teasing manner. Making Ian earned a moan Derek.
“Ian…..” Ian is so pleased and happy to see that he got this effect on his lover. Making him moan out his name. Which only turned him on more.
Sucking the delicious dick of his lover, Ian could see that Derek is enjoying the pleasure Ian is giving to him. As a moan that is even louder than before escape from Derek’s mouth.
“Cum for me.” Ian said as he sucks his lover’s dick even faster and this time, he thrust his finger into Derek’s butt. Making Derek moan out uncontrollably as he thrust have speed up.
“Ian… Ian…” Derek moans. And at that moment, he cum and it is inside of Ian’s mouth.
Ian moans as he finally could taste his lover. And he said, “ Oh my Freaking God! You taste so amazing.” While Ian licks his lips. Making Derek blushed in return. This makes Ian chuckle as he loves to see Derek blushes.
Taking their time, as they tried to steady down their heavy breathing. Ian laid his head on Derek’s chest and Derek plays with Ian’s dark hair.
After their breathing have calm down. Ian lifts his head from Derek’s chest and look at him in his eyes. They stared into each others eyes for hours, but in reality it only been about five minutes.
Then, something struck Ian’s mind. And he smirks while shaking his head. Derek looked at him and raised an eyebrow. Looking at Ian curiously.
“What’s going on in that beautiful mind of yours?” Derek asked as he cup Ian’s cheek in his hand. Forcing him to look into his eyes.
“You won’t like it. I’m thinking of letting you to have your sweet rest.” Ian said, shaking his head slightly.
“Tell me.” Derek asked, more like a command.
“You’ll regret it later.” Ian replied back with a playful smirk.
No, I won’t. You know I’ll never regret anything you have done for me.” Derek smile as he saw Ian’s eyes lit up.
“If you say so. Well…… I…… urm…” Ian shutter as he can’t get the right word out of his mouth.
“Spill it out.” Derek asks getting a little annoyed, but still love his company though.
Ian gives Derek a childish smile and took a deep breath. “ I’m wondering…. Would you like to do it again?” The last part came out in a whisper.
Derek blushed and nodded his head. Agreeing on doing it again. Ian just chuckles when he sees his lover blush.
“You look so damn cute when you blush.” Ian said making Derek blushed more redder. And what does he do? Ian just laughs out loud. ((LOL))
So, he repositions himself in between Derek and he thrust into Derek’s butt. (( This is because, guys don’t have vagina so they have sex through their butts.))
Their lips once again move in sync as they kiss. And as usual, their tongue will fight for dominance the whole time. If one of their tongue slide into the others without permission. This person could only be Ian. He would only do that to his lover.
Ian thrusts into Derek as Derek moans out his name while his hands tugs at Ian’s hair. He moans out like he is shouting to the wild.
Rated R
“Do you want to come over?”
April finger hovered above the ‘send’ button on the touch screen of April's phone, hesitant and nervous.
This is ridiculous, you think to yourself in an attempt to gather your courage. He’s already my boy-
April were still a little shy when it came to the fact that her best friend had now become April's boyfriend. Before, the two of them didn’t even ask each other to visit: whenever she felt like it, April would simply text, “I’m coming over,” and the answer would always be “Sure.”
Everything seemed so new now, but a large part of that was probably the reason why April wanted him to come over. After that first time the both of them first had , April were in a blissful mood over the entire weekend. It was now Monday, simply two days after David had asked April to be his girlfriend. Only two days… and yet, David had been running through her mind for the last forty eight hours.
After April experienced just how different David was in bed – so much manlier, in control and sly – April were slightly ashamed to admit that she wanted more. Oh God, so much more! She wanted to feel his pounding into her again, the smell of him overwhelming all her senses as April's mind went blank. Even thinking about it now, tingles ran between her legs.
Stupid teenage hormones, April thought. It’s their fault I’m his .
April's parents had just left, gone off overseas for business (and a little relaxation time in between). They would be gone for the next three days, two nights, and April wanted to take full advantage of that time.
And in order to do so, I have to send this text message.
She squeezed her eyes shut as her thumb hit ‘send.’ Staring down at the ‘message sent’ notification, April almost face palmed herself, because that wasn’t hard at all, and April had been making a big deal out of nothing.
Yet, when her phone began ringing a minute later with David’s name as the caller ID, the tiny bit of nervousness came back. How in the world were she supposed to tell him that she wanted him to come over so that he could screw her relentlessly for the next three days?
Picking up the phone, April heard David’s familiar, smooth voice says, “Hey.”
“Hey, yourself,” April automatically smiled, nervousness ebbing away for the moment.
“Is there somewhere you wanted to go?” David questioned, and April knew that he was also surprised when her text message came in the form of a question. Usually, they came in the form of a demand, which he would always more than willingly obey.
April were about to make up a flustered lie about wanting to go to the mall, but she forced herself to focus on what she wanted. “My parents aren’t home,” April began, leaning against the backboard of her bed and completely ignoring his question. There was silence on the other line, and she continued before the silence intimidated her. “They’re not going to be home for the next three days.”
“Including nights?”
“Two nights...”
“And you were wondering if I could…?” David trailed off, but she could hear the smile on his face, growing wider as he began to catch on. April could tell he was trying to hold himself back, though, in case he was way off and she were actually asking him to simply hang out.
April let out a giggle, the sound a wonderful tinkling against David’s ear. April felt her confidence grow, and her voice dipped low without April meaning it to. “I was wondering if you’d like to come for a sleepover,” she murmured seductively. “I’m awfully lonely.”
“And what would we do at this sleepover?”
This sly guy was teasing her, wanting April to say it out loud. Well then, two could play at this game – suddenly, she weren’t shy anymore, because she knew that David wanted this just as much as she did. “You know that video I accidentally saw on your laptop two days ago?”
She were referring to the video that had begun playing suddenly while she were at his house, and you both knew it.
April could hear David audibly gulp over the phone, obviously remembering his own embarrassment. “Uh-huh?”
“I want to do something like that.”
“For three days?” David’s voice went through an octave, cracking on the last word because of his shock at her boldness.
The way that he was being flustered made April a little embarrassed, because perhaps she had read the signs all wrong and he did not want this at all. “If that’s okay with you…”
There was a silence on his end of the line – a silence that threatened to suffocate her with worry and regret as it stretched on. Finally, David spoke again.
“What’re you wearing right now?” His voice was low and husky.
Just like that, she was confident again. Smiling coyly even though he couldn’t see it, April whispered, “Why don’t you find out? Come over.” This time, it was a command, just like how things were before she started going out. April was comfortable again.
As always, David obeyed.
“I’ll be over in twenty.”
April hung up, smiling at her reflection at the phone screen. Twenty minutes was impressive, considering he lived half an hour away. It meant that he was in a hurry, and that he wanted to make it here ASAP. She was wearing short shorts paired with a tank top, and the longer she thought about the upcoming three days, the more tingles ran through her body. Her eyes flickered to the clock, impatiently. Truthfully, April wished that he could somehow make it here in five.
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David rang her doorbell twenty five minutes later, with a bulging backpack slung over one shoulder.
“You’re late,” April pretended to pout, even though he was already a lot quicker than he usually was.
David gave her body a once over, an approving smile blooming on his face. “Miss me?”
To her surprise, he wrapped one hand around her neck and pecked her on the cheek. It was so sweet, innocent and unexpected that a faint blush coloured April's cheeks. David stared, remembering the way her cheeks were flushed the entire time the two of them had . He thought she's the most beautiful at that moment, when April was thrashing around the couch with pleasure, limbs tangled with his as he rocked her body back and forth.
He walked comfortably into her house – just like the way she was always over at his house, he was over at hers equally as much. Dropping his bag on the floor, he dug out his laptop and followed April into her room. He plopped down on the edge of her bed, powering up his laptop and connecting to her wifi.
“Come,” he murmured, placing his laptop on her bed. He spread his arms, and she repressed a sappy smile as April walked into them. He pulled her forward, so that she sat beside him with her legs draped over his lap. He pulled his laptop up, balancing it on her legs.
April didn’t pay attention as he began typing and clicking links; instead, she was staring at his side profile, eyes sliding down from his face to his chest, where two buttons of his dress shirt were unbuttoned.
He turned and held her gaze, slowly leaning in and giving her a slow kiss that seemed to set her body on fire. “Watch with me,” he said against her lips.
April look over at his laptop, eyes widening as she took in what was all over his screen. He had a video open, and it wasn’t a funny video like the ones he used to show her. Quite the opposite – David had opened a site, where row after row were videos with raunchy titles and rated video stills.
“You want to watch… together?” April questioned. If this was anybody else, she would have slapped them across the face and left. Yet, because it was David, she found herself…getting turned on.
“Mhmm,” he disentangled himself from her, and scooted until he was leaning against her pillows. His laptop lay over his crotch, and he spread out one arm as an invitation. “Pick one,” he breathed in her ear as she cuddled next to his side.
“Recommend me one – show me your favorite,” she said. April wanted to see what types of things he liked, when it came to getting sex.
“O-okay,” he stuttered, obviously flustered. He had never shared any of this with anybody before, and just the thought of sharing it with her was enough to send blood rushing down to him.
He opened a video from his bookmarks, and her mouth dropped, agape, watching as a girl gave a man a..... Blowjob! April watched for a minute in silence, relieved that there were no girls in bunny suits being tied up or anything of the sort. She was confident that she could do this for David, also. Her lips darted out unconsciously to swipe her lower lip at even the thought of sucking David’s.
Her eyes flickered up to David’s and realized that he had been watching her instead of the video. His eyes were hooded, and his lips were parted – watching April might have been the hottest thing he had ever experienced.
She slowly slid the laptop off of him, placing it (with the video still playing) on her bedside table, while purposefully applying pressure on his crotch. “I want to do that too,” she almost groaned, sounding as though she were pleading.
David stared, frozen, afraid to move in case once he did, she would disappear and he would wake up from this glorious dream soaked in sweat. April deftly released his belt, sliding it slowly out of the loops on his jeans.
“How much do you want this…?” April asked quietly, unzipping his jeans as slowly as possible.
“So, so much.”
She grinned as he pulled his shirt over his head, dropping it to the floor and revealing his lean body. His body was sculpted, not ripped, and it was one of the most perfect things she had ever laid eyes on.
He kicked off his jeans just as quickly, reaching for your tank top immediately afterwards. It was a matter of seconds before David was only left in his underwear, an apparent bulge sticking out, while she were left in only her bra and panties.
April couldn’t help squeezing his bulge through the thin fabric of his boxer briefs, reveling in the way he let her take control for the time being. April knew that once things began, dominance would be back in his hands. However, for now, she relished in the moment of power as she stripped him of the last piece of clothing covering his body. In return, April put on a slight show as she removed her bra and panties as well. Now fully, David lay on the bed, one hand wrapped lightly around his.
She positioned herself in front of him, but he pulled her body to his. He turned April around, so that she was on all fours with her face at his… and hers near his face, in the perfect position of 69.
“This is what they do in the video,” he smirked, and her eyes flashed to the screen on her table. Sure enough, that was what they were doing. It was slightly embarrassing, giving him a full view of her everything, but none of that mattered once she felt his finger slide experimentally across her .
April gasped, body tensing as he swirled the wet, sticky substance around her . She practically collapsed as his tongue darted out to taste it. Focusing, she didn’t hesitate to wrap her lips around his , satisfied at the surprised moan he released.
One of his fingers slid its way into her, and it wasn’t nearly enough to satisfy April – it only made her even more lustful as she pushed her back onto him, wishing him to go deeper.
April took her time, taking an inch after inch of his into her mouth until she felt him pressing against the back of her throat. April hollowed her cheeks, sucking him in and pulling all the way back, only to go down on him again.
It was driving David crazy, and she could tell. He was getting more impatient, sliding a second finger into her, spreading her and then digging his tongue into it. She reciprocated, tugging on his balls, rubbing his shaft and using the tip of her tongue to slide across the sensitive tip of his.
David gave up first, squeezing her cheeks and commanding, “Stop,” as he pulled his fingers out of her drenched . “I’m almost ,” he cried.
April released his, crawling forwards on all fours until she was off his body. April raised her in the air, turning her head back to look at him. Her face was flushed, and so was his. A light sheen of sweat covered his entire body, and a droplet of sweat dripped from his chin onto his chest, which was heaving up and down. “David,” April moaned, missing the contact already.
David’s seemed to be taunting her, pink, swollen and stiff. She reached a hand between her legs, spreading her for him to see. “ In here,” you said, your voice seductive and breathless.
“This is so much better than the video,” he muttered, unbelievably turned on at your words. The video was all but forgotten as he aligned himself at her entrance.
“How hard do you think you can handle?” he smirked, his chest against April's back as he breathed against her neck.
“How delicate do I seem?” she retorted, turning her head back to look at him. He stretched forward, his lips catching her bottom lip over and over.
“I wouldn’t want to break you,” he smiled into the kiss.
“I’d like to see you try,” April challenged, and the teasing just made everything even better.
There was no warning, no “prepare yourself,” as David pushed his into her. Despite his words, the gentle hesitation that was there the first time she had still lingered. He rammed himself in at first, but hearing her moan of pain and pleasure, he wanted to wait, to ensure that he would hear her captivating moans of pure pleasure.
It was hard for him to hold back for long, however, and that was evident by the way his hips ground against hers. Eventually, she grinded back, pushing against him and pressing his even deeper inside of her.
Relieved, David didn’t have any more plans to tease, to hold back or to drag it on. He had been turned on the moment she mentioned a sleepover, because he understood the implications that went along with it, and everybody had a limit. He had already been pushed past his.
He was on his knees, body draped over hers as he began thrusting, rocking her body along with his. One of his hands reached around to toy with her, while the other supported him on the bed. He kept his mouth busy as well, pressing kisses and flicking his tongue over her shoulders and neck.
April didn’t even understand how could feel any better than it did, but with David’s head pressed up against her, around her and inside her, April's mind went blank, only feeling pleasure. David was everywhere, gasping in her ear, his heated breaths against her neck, his hands roaming across her waist, her stomach, her hips, her….
“Please don’t stop,” April cried wantonly, sincerely meaning it. If he stopped now, she would probably push him back down and ride him until she were satisfied.
Yet of course, David didn’t stop, because he himself wouldn’t be able to bear it either. He was so filled with the desire for her body, for her that there was simply no more room for desire for anything else. He drove his into her over and over, encouraged by April growing moans – he loved how she had no inhibitions about how loud she were being. April were wild, she was.... She was beautiful.
To David, she was always beautiful. However, April were the most beautiful now, with hair sticking to her forehead, sweat glistening on her body, moving in sync with him as she released streams of oh-my-god, please-don’t-stop and it-feels-so-good. Every cry she let out was like an award to him, letting him know that he was doing something right, and that she were feeling pleasure. It was all because of him, and that turned him on so much.
He was getting unbearably close, and his thrusts became erratic. April couldn’t keep up with him anymore, instead she braced her body against his, accepting every thrust he slammed into her, each one bringing her closer to .
When April came, the feeling was indescribable. It felt as though all that lust built up inside of her condensed just to explode in one miraculous moment. Her walls had just clenched even tighter before David came also, fulfilling her previous demand to inside of her. When the stars finally faded, and David slid out of her, it didn’t matter that April were exhausted, that she were sticky with sweat and , or that her bed was a complete mess.
David collapsed on her bed, lying on his back. He grabbed at April's wrist, giving a harsh pull. April yelped, crashing against his warm, sturdy chest. He gave her his signature gentle smile, mixed in with sleepiness and exhaustion. “We should make our own video.” He tried to catch his breath, his chest rising up and down beneath her hand.
April's eyes widened, but she couldn’t help grinning at his hopeful expression. She pressed lazy kisses against his lips, in no hurry to get dressed or go anywhere. It didn’t matter that her arms were weak from supporting herself against his powerful thrusts.
What mattered was that David was her best friend and her boyfriend wrapped into one perfect bundle. What mattered was that she had three days ahead of her to do this all over again. Three days, in which, perhaps, the two of them could create their own rated r video.