“Get your hands off of me, you insensitive swine! You’re so disgusting, you piece of filth!”
She’s infuriated, but I know how to proceed. There are no words that would make a difference right now because Nella’s too angry to listen. Instead, I go with my male instinct and pull the curvy girl in for a demanding kiss.
“Mmmph!” she squeals, pushing at my chest. “Mmph!”
At first, Nella resists. But after a moment I feel her soften and then she relents, melting against my broad form. I release her elbow, bringing my hand to the nape of her neck as her arms wrap around my neck in a stranglehold. We’re furiously kissing right here in public for anyone to see.
“Come with me,” I demand hoarsely. She doesn’t hesitate, and I hustle her around the block to my apartment building.
“What is this place?” she finally asks, short of breath as I lead her into the elevator. As the doors close, I pin her against the back wall before bringing my lips to her ear once more.
“My penthouse,” I say in a low tone before seizing her mouth again with my own. “It’s where you belong.” Then, the elevator bell dings as this incredible night continues.
3
Paul
By the time the elevator reaches my floor I already have Nella whimpering, just the way I like it. I haven’t even really touched her yet. Yes, I’ve got one hand around her waist and one squeezing her ass, but I haven’t stroked her sensitive spots yet, although I’m dying to see those lush curves tremble. Instead, I press my body firmly against hers and she inadvertently lets out another small whimper as the elevator dings.
“Do you like that, baby?” I rasp harshly. She doesn’t respond, only gently pushes me towards the door in her eagerness to continue. I growl and lead her briskly down the hallway. Once inside my apartment, there’s no time to be wasted. I shuffle her backwards into the bedroom and then command her to undress. She hesitates for a moment, looking at me with big brown eyes.
“Do it baby. Let me see that beautiful body.” Her hesitation melts away, and Nella shimmies the maroon dress down to her ankles before stepping out of it. Then, she kicks the dress off to the side before reaching behind her back and unlatching her bra, unveiling those huge, creamy orbs.
“Fuck baby,” I rasp, unable to tear my eyes from her hard pink nipples. “You’re gorgeous. I’ll make you feel good Nella, I promise.”
The buxom brunette smiles naughtily and starts to kick off her red heels too, but I promptly stop her.
“No,” I tell her. “I prefer them on.”
I pick her up and lie her on the bed, breasts puddled on her chest. I can’t resist. Slowly, I pinch a nipple, making her moan, before dropping my head to lick ravenously at the pink crest.
“Yes, Paul!” she cries out, arching her back. “Mmmm!”
I didn’t think her nipples could get any harder, but surprisingly, they pebble even more beneath my tongue. Then, I let my tongue trace down her belly before reaching the soft lace of her panties. Her chest arches and her head tips slightly back as I breathe hotly on her moist center.
“You need it, don’t you?” I croon. “There’s a wet patch right here in the center, sweetheart. Is that for me?”
Teasingly, I lick that wet spot and she lets out a full-bodied scream, her back arching even more. Then, with a devilish smile, I pull her panties off as she tips her hips up into the air, spreading her knees.
“Ah, you want it, don’t you baby?” I growl, shucking off my own clothes. She nods deliriously, cheeks flushed.
“Yes, yes you can fuck me. It’s all for you, Paul.”
But I underestimated the curvy girl because Nella lifts her knees into the air then and extends her legs straight out so that her toes are pointing at opposite corners of the room. It’s a beautiful sight with that pink slit gleaming wetly, begging to be kissed. But then she reaches both hands between her legs, pulling her pussy open so that I have a perfect view of her rock hard clit and dripping hole.
“Right here, Daddy,” she begs. “Put it right here.”
What can I do but obey? I’d planned on more foreplay for at least another twenty minutes, but the sight of Nella holding herself open like a whore rockets my libido into overdrive. With a growl and a crash, suddenly I’m in the cradle of her body, plunging into that sweetness.
“Oh fuck!” I cry out. “You’re so tight!”
Meanwhile, Nella thrashes beneath me, her sheath stretching to accommodate my length.
“Unnnh,” is all she moans, her eyes rolling back up in her head. “Oh god.”
The rhythm is immediately relentless. I need her so bad that I can’t be gentle, and I pound into that damp hole again and again.