It’s almost like picking right up where we’d left off the night before, but this time, there’s no stopping us, and next thing I know, I’m on my back and she’s straddling me.
It’s like a dam has burst, all of the tension built between us exploding, and the need is too much for either one of us to stand anymore.
She unbuttons and unzips my jeans and slides a bold hand beneath the waistband of my underwear. Her slender fingers wrap around my cock, gripping it tight, and she pumps slowly for a few moments, making me groan.
Lena gazes at me with those big blue eyes before tucking her soft blonde waves behind her ears and shoving my jeans and boxers properly out of the way to give her full access to my throbbing erection. She leans down and I feel the soft, wet heat of her tongue sweeping the length of my shaft.
That talented little tongue flits across the tip of my cock before her lips part and she takes me into her mouth. “Fuck, Lena,” I grunt.
I’m not just seeing stars, I’m seeing whole new galaxies.
Encouraged by my enthusiasm, she sinks down lower, the sweet, wet heat of her mouth enveloping my dick until she’s got me nearly balls-deep down her throat. I have to restrain myself to keep from thrusting into her mouth, letting her go at her own pace despite wanting more. When she begins to bob her head along the length of my cock, the sight is one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen, and it feels fucking incredible.
But it’s a little too good, and I’m not about to let this be over that quickly. I tug her into an upright position gently and claim her lips with mine again.
My nimble fingers make quick work of the buttons on her shirt, and she tugs the t-shirt I’m wearing over my head.
“Stand up for just a second,” I instruct her, and when she does, I tug down her pants.
She takes initiative, reaching behind her back and unhooking her bra, peeling the straps down her shoulders and letting the cups fall away, exposing a truly glorious pair of tits that I’m eager to get my hands and mouth on. I tug her close to me and trail kisses up from her belly until I reach those full, lush breasts. My lips graze lightly across a nipple, and she gasps, clutching at my shoulders.
My tongue flicks across the pebbled flesh and Lena moans. I reach up and roll her other nipple delicately between my fingertips, and she arches her back until she’s pressed against me, panting.
My other hand ventures between her legs and I rub her rapidly dampening slit through the skimpy little briefs she’s wearing. She grinds against my hand, needy and desperate for more friction.
I quickly yank the last article of clothing down her hips and toss the soaked garment out of the way. After taking just a moment to appreciate the slick wetness glistening on her pussy lips, I slip a finger between her drenched folds.
Lena cries out, and her sounds of pleasure are like music to my ears. And when I slip a finger inside her pussy, that music hits a crescendo, her whimpers and cries growing louder. I pump my finger in and out of her, curving my palm so I can brush her clitoris with the heel of my hand as I do. “Oh, fuck, Elliot, that feels so good,” she gasps, her legs trembling.
“I know, baby, I know,” I croon, fingering her faster.
She whimpers and grips my shoulders, and I sense that her grip on me is about the only thing keeping her upright, because her legs are shaking like leaves in a hurricane. I slip another finger into her cunt, and stroke my thumb over her clit while I pump in and out, gradually picking up the pace and moving faster and faster until her breath hitches.
“Fuck! Oh, yes, Elliot, yes, don’t stop, please, right there,” she pleads frantically, her voice laced with pure need, “I’m so fucking close.”
“You gonna cum for me, beautiful?” I ask her, slowing my work to a torturous pace until she’s reduced to mewling, desperate pleas.
“Yes, yes, please, Elliot, please make me cum.”
Eager to please, I pick up the pace again, continuing to attack that spot, and seconds later, Lena’s pussy clenches tight around my fingers, and she howls in release. Her legs give out and she collapses into my lap, panting like she’s just run a marathon.
Giving her a moment to recover, I settle her on the bed and retrieve a condom from my nightstand, rolling it down over the length of my dick.
“You ready for more, Lena?” I ask her.
“Yes,” she nods, “Please, Elliot, I want you inside me.”
I push her thighs apart and kneel between them. “You want this?” I ask her, gripping my cock and giving it a few long, languid strokes.
“Yes, Elliot. I need it. Please,” she begs.
Eager to please, I sink into her slowly. She tenses a little bit, and I do my best to be gentle, even though I’m desperate to pound into her tight little pussy. Even warmed up and ready for me, she’s still petite and I’m not exactly a small dude.
She reaches up and cups the back of my neck, pulling me down for a kiss, and as her tongue slips between my lips, I begin to thrust, setting a leisurely pace at first, then picking up speed as her moans get more intense. My mouth ventures from hers, down her neck and breasts, until I once again reach her nipples. I kiss, lick, and nip at the sensitive buds and she grips at my hair, panting and crooning my name again and again.
She’s like my own personal drug, the sweet taste of her skin is intoxicating and making her scream in pleasure like this gives me this sensation of power that’s a high unlike any other.
She wraps her legs around my hips and bucks against me, driving my cock deeper inside her. “Harder, Elliot, please, fuck me hard,” she begs.