I’d woken up that morning wanting him by my side. He thought I wanted to fuck because I was vulnerable last night, but he’d awoken a sex-hungry part of me. As soon as I’d read that message from Jen, I was filled with this primal urge to mark my territory. Not only that, but I was horny, and he’d been walking around wearing his mechanic’s clothes, and he looked so hot. This was one of only a few times we would be alone, so I wanted to let go. I wanted to feel him.
I pushed him against the shower, and he wrapped his arms around me, parting his mouth in surprise. I had never been so hungry for someone, and I had never known what it was like to want to take what I knew in my heart was mine.
He accepted my kiss, and then deepened it. He tightened his hold on me, drawing me closer, our bodies crashing together like symbiotic waves. I unbuttoned a few buttons of my shirt, revealing my perky nipples. He alternated between biting my neck and nibbling on my nipples, which were erect from the cold and my arousal.
He took me by the hand, walked out to the bedroom, and I followed him. He locked the door to the main bedroom and pushed me roughly onto the bed. I gasped in surprise and giggled. The bed and I were so soft, and he was so hard and rough. The contrast was incredibly erotic.
“Shhh,” he said playfully, “we don’t want our parents to come back and hear us, now do we?”
I shook my head, smiling into his kiss. He continued to nip at my neck, and I raked my hands up and down his back. He unbuttoned my shirt, exposing my lithe, toned body. I had picked out my black bra and panties today, deciding to be dark and daring. He looked at my under attire and moaned in appreciation. He kissed my stomach with his rough mouth, then pulled off my short denim skirt and kissed up and down my thighs.
“That feels so good,” I said, moaning softly as he nipped at my delicate skin.
“Yeah?” he breathed. “Just wait.”
He pulled my panties roughly to the side and began licking me, catching my clit between his lips and sucking. I arched my hips to meet his hungry mouth. It was white hot, and every single lap or lick of his tongue felt like absolute heaven.
He tried to keep me still, and I tried my best to stay quiet, knowing very well that our parents could come back sooner than anticipated. I never was good at planning things, but I wanted to be with him so badly that most of my cares faded into thoughts of red-hot sex.
He circled my clit expertly with his tongue. I writhed in appreciation. “If you keep doing that, I’m going to come.”
He increased his pace in response. I felt the familiar tingle of orgasm as the walls of my pussy began to tighten. He kept up a steady pace, and I totally lost it, my head moving back and forth. I came hard. Waves of pleasure made me lose control of my voice and my hands. I yelled and pushed his head closer to me. He kissed my thighs as I came, and he began to lap up my juices.
“Fuck!” I cried. I panted, catching my breath. I never knew something could feel so good. Sex was getting better and better! “You’re an orgasm magician,” I teased.
He laughed and kissed me again. I could taste some of my fluids on him, surprisingly sweet. I helped him remove his shirt to reveal his toned, tanned body. I ran my hands over his muscles in appreciation, admiring his tattoos. His erection was hard, hidden beneath his pants.
“Your turn,” I said playfully.
I’d never wanted to go down on anyone as much as him. I unbuttoned his pants and pulled his big, hard cock out, which was already dripping with his anticipation. I looked up at him and pulled the head into my mouth, my eyes never leaving his. I was glad I had worn my cherry lip-gloss today, because it tasted great mixed with his pre-cum. He scooped up some of my hair gently in his hand. He closed his eyes and arched his back in appreciation.
“Good girl,” he said, his breathing becoming more ragged by the minute.
I tried to take him into my throat, but I instantly gagged. When I pulled him out, a thin strand of saliva followed and dribbled down my chin. I licked it up shyly.
“That’s so hot,” he encouraged.
I put him back in my mouth again, enjoying the salty, cherry taste. I never knew that sucking a cock could be this enjoyable. I savored every one of his reactions. I took his hand gently in mine and squeezed it. He squeezed back, and I smiled against his member.
He pulled my head away. The look in his eyes was feral and hungry again. He spread my legs with his knee and scooted his pants off the rest of the way.
“Get ready to be fucked like you’ve never been fucked before,” he growled.
“Yes, please,” I begged. I wanted to feel him inside me again.
All of the sex-ed information I had learned went out the window. I didn’t care if he wasn’t wearing a condom. I didn’t care about the risk. Right now, I just wanted him inside of me—every inch of him.