Mutual Pleasure

Graham moaned and thrust his hips impatiently against David’s lips. David just glanced up at him and flicked his tongue out against he head of Graham’s cock, one, then twice before retreating again and playing with his own cock, further exciting Graham. Graham gave into his desires and reached to touch himself, but David swatted his hand away and shook his head. “Nope. Not yet. I want you ready to burst when I put my mouth on you. Are you ready yet? I don’t think you are.” “But I am. I need you. I need to feel your lips wrapped around me and sucking. Please David.” His voice was husky with need and want and David grinned at him suddenly. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?” Graham just nodded this time.

David never stopping touching himself, only leaned forward and took the other man into his mouth with a satisfied moan. All the teasing had been torture for him too. Licking and sucking, running his tongue along the sensitive spot on the underside of Graham’s cock made both of them moan and this time Graham, when Graham thrust his hips he felt his cock slid a bit further into David’s warm, wet mouth. David leaned into it, taking Graham even deeper and swallowing as the tip of Graham’s cock slid right down his throat. There was a moan from above him and he swallowed again, before pulling back to catch his breath. Then he began to suck in earnest, his masculine cheeks hollowed out and his eyes on the man above him. It made Graham swear softly at the sensation and buck his hips again, more gently this time, and they settled into a rhythm. Graham was just about to come from the feel of David’s mouth when David simply stopped moving and stared up at him. It was incredibly erotic and Graham never stopped moving, fucking his partner’s face gently. He put his hands on the back of David’s head and let out an audible groan when David’s tongue began to lash at the underside of his cock as he fucked him. Unable to hold back Graham yanked David towards him and began to orgasm shooting his semen directly into David’s waiting mouth.

He slowly pulled out and just kind of fell back on the bed satiated while David stood and leaned down to give him a kiss. Graham hugged him and returned the kiss hungrily. He could feel David’s still hard cock bumping against him and he reached for it, wrapping his fingers around it and stroking firmly. “Ohhh, that feels good. I wanna come for you.” Graham kissed David again and tugged gently at his cock to get him up onto the bed. David complied and position himself within easy reach of Graham’s hands which ceased their stroking and were now playing across David’s skin gently. They scooted closer together and kissed, tongues dueling with one another. David groaned as they kissed, his cock hard and aching. He looked at Graham, “Please.”

Once again Graham’s hands found their way to David’s cock and began to stroke and squeeze gently, the pressure and intensity varying at his whim. David twitched his hips with a growing sense of urgency.”Fuck yes. You’re gonna make me come. I want to see my come decorating your face. Can I do that? Shoot all over you?” The idea excited Graham further and hi put his mouth into play with his hands using his tongue liberally on David’s cock, enjoying the taste of the other man. David grunted and quickly Graham backed off and aimed David’s cock at his face, jacking him harder now. His eyes closed but his mouth was open in anticipation and then David erupted, hitting Graham in the face with jet after jet of his hot come. He watched Graham’s face the entire time and his whole body shook at what he was seeing. He felt like his orgasm would never end. When it finally did, David reached for Graham’s face and ran his finger through the sticky come on his cheek and fed it to him, one fingerful at a time, enjoying he appreciative noises Graham was making. It’s the little things in life.


Wicked Wednesday – (A Guard and His Princess)

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Adrienne’s small helpless noises as he spanked her ass only served to turn Gordon on more and she was writhing in his lap. They both knew she could feel the hardness of his cock and her mouth was positively watering at the thought of it. This time she wanted to taste him, to let him fuck her mouth, and treat her like the slut she had always craved to be. She cried out at the thought of him in her mouth and Gordon smacked her harder. “Be good Princess. Be good and I’ll give you what you I know you want.”

And he gently pushed her from his lap to undo his fly. Adrienne was kneeling on the carpeted floor now and as his cock sprung free she gasped softly in delight before leaning forward to lick the length of it like a lollipop. Gordon watched her through hooded eyes, not wanting to miss a thing, but when she sucked tip of him into her mouth and tasted the pre-come that had gathered there he closed hid eyes and let the sensation take him. He couldn’t believe it was the Princess, the daughter of such a powerful man as the king he served that had her plump lips wrapped around his cock. He watched her mouth open wider to try and take him all in and her small hand wrapped around the base of his shift where she couldn’t quite reach and squeezed. The feeling was exquisite and he knew if he wanted to fuck her again he need to take back control before he exploded in her mouth. Gordon tangled his fingers in her hair and pulled her up to face him. “Do you want me to fuck you Princess? Or would you like to fuck me; riding my cock and filling your body with it?”

She merely moaned in delight at his words letting her head fall back and he lifted her to her feet as he stood with her. They both shed their clothes, laughing at the strappy top again as her boots joined the pile this time and he pulled her to the large bed that dominated the room. Laying down together they kissed intensely, passionately before Adrienne took change and pushed Gordon onto his back so she could crawl a top of him. She teased herself for a moment rubbing herself along his cock and he groaned softly at the feel of her smooth skin rubbing against him, spreading her slickness. And then she was guiding him inside of her, taking his full length with a soft moan and began to move her hips. She ground into him, lifting up and sliding back down and riding his cock with all the trick she could think of. Gordon’s hands roamed along her body, reaching up to tweak a nipple her and squeeze a hip there, sometimes lifting his hips to meet hers as she rocked her own.

Finally his fingers found her clit and she leaned back a bit still moving, to give him better access and he began to rub her gently, then harder as she cried out, “More!” Her hips and his finger never stopped moving she suddenly she came all over his cock, drenching him in her wetness. He swore softly at the feeling of her tight around him and fairly threw her off his cock to find his way between her soaked thighs. His tongue traced patterns and was by turns gentle and rough and soon she was moaning and lifting her hips for him. Gordon’s hands slid beneath her body, cupping her ass in his hands and drawing her closer to him. He kissed her, his tongue, delving between her lips and she cried out so he did it again harder this time and she pushed against him, her body begging for more. He obliged and suddenly another orgasm rolled through her body like a freight train and she grabbed his hair tugging him up to her for a wild kiss, loving the taste of herself against his lips.

“I don’t know if I want to suck you off or if I want you to fuck me. I just know that I want you,” her voice was soft but harsh. “Well, Princess, I think you’re going to do both and he guided her back down to his cock which she enveloped with her mouth once more and he began to thrust his his hips slowly gently, his soft voice urging her to relax. As she did so, lulled by his voice his cock slid deeper and deeper into her mouth before hitting the back of her throat gently. “Swallow.” Adrienne did and couldn’t help the gush of wetness that hit her pussy as she knew he was in total control here. And then he pulled her away from his cock once more and before flipping her to her back.

Gordon steadied himself above her and smiled, “Ready Princess.” “Yes Sir, please fuck me.” Her words and submissively naughty tone of voice alone were enough to make him even harder, if that was possible and his cock found her wet, twitching pussy. He drove himself into her hard and fast fucking her furiously, using her for his pleasure. She spread her legs wider and lifted her hips for him and he growled, “Good slut.” His words were enough and he felt her come for him one more time. “Oh you like that? You like being a dirty slut, don’t you Princess? Well, that’s what you’re gonna be. My little slut, ready to fuck, suck, and be a good little toy for me.” She was gasping incoherently at his words and only arched her back harder, wanting more of him, wanting him to own her, if only for a moment.

Suddenly, he threw his head back with a wild cry and slammed into her once last time, his come jetting out of him to coat her insides. He pulled away from her and made an impatient motion with his hand. “Clean me.” And his slutty little Princess dove for his cock, tasting the two of them mixed together and moaned around him. He was going to come in her mouth this time and she was going to swallow every drop of it. For now she was his. They both refused to think of the upcoming days where she’d be forced back into a role she hated and he’d become just another guard. Right now there was only this.


Devon’s lips trailed hot across his lover’s skin before he bit down gently, just hard enough to leave a mark. They were tangled together in sweaty bodies and a pile of blankets and as they found one another’s lips, the room seemed to electrify itself with their desire. Soon the blankets had been kicked away and the press of their bodies together kept them warm.

He ran his hands down Andrew’s back, grabbing him at the hips and jerking him closer. They both moaned at the feeling of being so close together and Andrew’s hips thrust against Devon making him moan softly at the contact although they never broke the kisses they were sharing. Hands touched and roamed and skimmed across skin. Finally as their desire reaching a breaking point Andrew pulled away from Devon to grab the lube and coated both his hands and Devon’s cock.

Andrew’s fingers closed around his own cock as he grabbed Devon’s and began to stroke them both off watching his partner who stared back at him, his eyes dark with pleasure. They stayed here in this world they’d created for themselves both relishing the sensations that they felt. Finally Devon reached his breaking point and his own hands joined in as well. The men worked in tandem, their gazes never wavering as soft sighs and moans escaped them. Andrew leaned forward and Devon met him for a kiss. The two slid closer and Devon wrapped both hands around his and Andrew’s cocks, pulling them together. This made both men moan simultaneously.

They stayed like this, Devon sliding his hands along their cocks slowly for several minutes, leaning forward to share kisses, as Andrew’s hands roamed across Devon’s skin. Andrew pinched a nipple and Devon hissed with pleasure as Andrew reached out for the other one. Devon gave a squeeze as he felt both nipples being pinched at the same time and the pace of his hands increased. Andrew’s head fell back at this, as Devon’s name escaped his lips. “I need you.”

Andrew pulled free from Devon’s grasp, and leaned forward to kiss him once more before adjusting so he could wrap his plump lips around Devon’s cock. This made Devon moan as Andrew sucked at him hard at first and then became gentler, his head bobbing slowly up and down as he used his tongue to work across all the most sensitive spots. Devon stroked Andrew’s hair and pulled him carefully up and down along his cock for a moment before letting Andrew resume control of his motions. The hair pulling had made Andrew harder and he reached down for his own cock, trying to shift so he could suck Devon and let him watch the effect he was having on him. Devon smiled at Andrew’s squirming and watched him settle into position. He could watch his lover get himself off at the same time he was getting off and the sight only turned Devon on more. His hips thrust forward into Andrew’s mouth uncontrollably and Andrew reveled in the feeling rubbing himself faster. He wanted to taste Devon just as badly as he wanted his own orgasm.

It became a race to see who would get there first. Andrew sucking Devon’s cock or stroking his own and they both knew that, in the end, they both would win. Devon alternated his gaze between Andrew’s head between his legs and his hand on his cock and moaned again. “So good, Drew. Don’t stop.” The tone of Devon’s voice told Andrew he was close and he redoubled his effort licking and sucking and even nibbling at Devon’s cock. He loved the taste of him, the sheer maleness that belonged only to Devon. He moaned around Devon’s cock and the vibrations were almost too much to bear. Devon began to thrust against Andrew holding his head still with his hand pulling his hair, harder than he had before as he saw Andrew’s hand quicken its movements.

The two men moaned in concert and the vibrations from Andrew’s mouth to Devon’s cock were too much this time and Devon threw his head back with a sound of pleasure as he shot his come into Andrew’s waiting mouth. Andrew purred in delight making Devon twitch and suddenly Andrew was coming as well, covering his hand and even getting a bit on his chest. S he pulled away from Devon with a soft popping noise both men shared a smile before Devon leaned forward and ran his tongue along Andrew’s chest.

Wicked Wednesday 298 – Time Traveler – (One Night Stand)

The mists of time parted themselves hazily before her sleep fogged brain. She snuggled against the blankets and smiled to herself, dozing in the early morning sun as she let herself drift back to another place, another time.

She’d just turned twenty then and figured she knew it all, considered herself experienced in the ways of the world, and thought she had nothing else to learn. Little did she know just how wrong she was. It was a wild night at a rave with lots of dancing and booze and, for some, other illegal substances. But the only reason she was there was for the music. It took her away, transported her to another place. And in that place she found something she never knew she didn’t know.

Her name was Meg and she was several years older and wiser in so many ways. She spotted the pretty girl, dancing with herself and smiled. The tall, leggy blonde was perfect. Meg danced her way over and gave a friendly, impish smile and introduced herself. “Nice to meet you! I’m Tabi!, she shouted over the music as she never stopped moving in rhythm. They danced together, unintentionally finding a sexy beat that drew quite the crowd. Eventually, having exhausted themselves they sought out water and a place to chat. Several people followed and tried to join in the conversation but Meg made it impossible for anyone to get a word in edgewise with her pixie like chatter. Slowly, as everyone else drifted away the pair was able to talk.

Tabi quickly found herself in awe of the slightly older woman (Meg was in her early thirties) who seemed to have seen and done so much that Tabi herself wanted to experience. She was also experiencing another first, an attraction to another woman. Meg was so vibrant and alive that Tabi found it difficult not to want to know more of her. And Tabi was in luck as Meg was very, very interested in her. After what felt like an eternity of them just talking, Meg suggested to Tabi that they escape the loudness of the warehouse and find some place quieter. Tabi didn’t know at all yet what Meg had really wanted, but she knew what he wanted, and suggested her apartment as it was close by. The older woman agreed and off the pair went together.

By the time they arrived at Tabi’s apartment the women both felt like they had known one another for longer than just an evening. And once the door closed Meg took her chance, pressing Tabi back against the door and kissing her gently, but firmly. The younger woman gasped and Meg pulled away carefully. Tabi pulled her back wanting this experience.

The sunlight was growing brighter and more insistent, but Tabitha deliberately rolled away from it still buried in her blankets as she remembered the one night she’d shared with Meg. It had been tender, gentle, and slow. She remembered the careful touches and gentle kisses and began to touch her own body, tracing her fingertips along delicate skin. Nipples were pinched to a rosy firmness as she let her memory take her back to the feeling of Meg’s mouth against her skin, biting gently, scraping her teeth across the sensitive nubs. A soft moan echoed the one that had escaped her mouth that night and she wriggled her hips deliciously remembering what had come as Meg explored her way along Tabi’s nubile body. It seemed to take forever, but finally, in her mind, Meg’s tongue touched just the very tip of Tabi’s clit, as her fingers reached the same point.

The thought alone was enough to make her orgasm and Tabitha’s body shook and she twisted, tangling her body into the sheets. She couldn’t wait and let her mind go racing along the night, snapshots of moments filling her head as her fingers filled her pussy. Meg looking up at her after bringing her to multiple orgasms with just her mouth. Being filled with fingers so soft and gentle as opposed to the rougher touch of the men she’d known. Tabitha groaned and felt herself clench hard against her own fingers, letting this orgasm roll through her as she fingered herself to the thought of pretty dark haired Meg.

Later that night Meg had taught her the joy and pleasure of going down on another woman and she remembered how sticky sweet she was, her face covered in the remnants of Meg’s orgasms. It had been wonderful and unforgettable and after several hours of insatiably greedy sex the women were finally satisfied and fell into one another’s arms, sharing kisses and touches. Tabi wanted more and Meg was content to let herself be a plaything for the younger woman as she explored her body more thoroughly. And Tabi had enjoyed every touch, every lick, every kiss just as much as Meg had. Finally, then as today, the sun became insistent and bright waking Tabi from a deep slumber, only to find Meg missing from her bed. A note on the nightstand was the only evidence of Tabi’s night with the pixie like woman.

Tabitha was jolted fully awake as her alarm went off and she slapped at the snooze button with her free hand, the other still teasing her clit gently. She wished Meg had stayed.

Certainty of a Woman

Lexi stood in front of the mirror debating what to wear out on her fifth date with James. She smiled at the thought of him, still a little awed by the way he made her feel. Her hands skimmed across the curves of her body and she sighed softly, hoping things never changed between them. She was falling hard and fast for this man and it frightened her a little; at the same time it awakened things within her that she never thought she’d feel. Her deep brown hair was already arranged on her head in a mass of artful curls and she was putting the finishing touches on her make up when she heard the knock at the door. Either James was early or she was running late.

Throwing on a short satin robe that gaped at the top she peered through the peephole, assuring herself that it was, in fact, James who knocked at the door. She reached out and opened the door slowly, revealing her nearly nude body to him and he couldn’t help the appreciative stare that took her all in. “God you’re gorgeous.” “You’re not too bad yourself, handsome. Come on in and let me finish getting ready then we’ll go.” He stepped through the doorway giving her a light kiss on the lips, resisting the urge to just undo her robe and take her to bed right there. The only thing he wanted was to be with her and he didn’t care where or how. Whether it was making her laugh over dinner or worshiping her body before he made love to her it was all the same to him. He wondered if she felt the same.

Lexi grinned deviously to herself and as she turned back to face the room as the front door closed, she accidentally let the tie on her robe come undone. James had already seen her naked body and hadn’t been repulsed by it so she thought she’d give him a little peek of the hot pink lace bra and panties she was wearing before she got dressed. Instead James took one look at her and growled softly, “I don’t think we’re going out tonight.” and pulled her almost roughly into his arms, smothering her with a kiss. Lexi’s fingers wound their way into his hair as she returned his heated kisses and pressed her body tightly against his, grinding her hips against his already hard cock. James moaned into her mouth and she pulled away from him with a naughty grin on her lipstick smeared lips. She dropped to her knees and unbuckled his belt while he watched her with anticipation.

His cock free of its confines sprung forward and Lexi began to stroke him using the droplets of pre-come as a lubricant to slick things up a bit. James watched the gorgeous woman at his feet, mesmerized by her stroking hand. He groaned when she flicked her tongue across the tip of his cock and then swirled it around the head, before enveloping him with her mouth. Her now free hand stroked his balls and rolled them gently across her palm, feeling the weight of them. She hummed softly as she sucked at his cock, simply enjoying the taste of him. James couldn’t help but rock his hips back and forth; watching Lexi’s red smeared mouth wrapped around him was almost too much.

She took her other hand and reached down to play with her clit and James just stared down at her a look of complete desire on his face. He watched her motions as he felt her ministrations to his cock become faster. He knew she must be wet and ready to come and wanted him to come with her. If she kept this up it wouldn’t be long.

His cock popped out of her mouth and she grinned at him, asking in her most innocent voice, “Would you like it if I swallowed all that hot come you’re going to give me?” Before he could answer she was sucking him again, hard this time as her fingers flew furious across her clit. James’ hips began to twitch and he could feel his balls tighten against his body just before he froze in place with his hips arched forward and shot the hot load that Lexi wanted right into her waiting mouth. A loud moan around his cock told him she was coming as well. They had reached that climax together and yet, neither of them was quite satisfied. Lexi pulled and licked her own fingers as well before allowing James to help her back to her feet where he kissed her again this time tasting both of them on her lips. “Now then, shall we clean up and still get dinner? We’ll come home for dessert though I think.” James smiled at her words, “You’re dessert.”

For those who are curious how Lexi and James’ first date went, you can find that story here.

Kink of The Week – Blindfolds – (Bite Me)

Darkness enveloped her completely. She stood still, focused on her breathing. Deep, slow breaths. In and out. Gradually she allowed her other senses to begin to take over. But she heard nothing, smelled nothing, tasted nothing, yet raised her fingers to touch the velvety blindfold that kept her still and silent. She merely waited.

Finally she heard footsteps approaching. Was it only one set or several? She couldn’t quite tell. Then she knew she wasn’t alone. This should’ve scared her. She’d never done anything like this before but Emile had assured her she would be quite safe. She wasn’t food, merely prey to be toyed with. She gave a sudden start as she felt fingernails glide down her back slowly, with just enough pressure for her to know that they were quite sharp. Then a familiar smell came to her and she turned her head in the direction, knowing it was Emile’s cologne. A hand, his she thought, touched her face and his words whispered only for her to hear. “Relax ma chérie. This will be about both your pleasure and ours. Nothing more.” And his lips trailed down her throat sensuously, letting her feel the faintest touch of his teeth and she shuddered. But now she knew for certain that there were multiple…people, she guessed, in the room with her.

Her breathing settled once more as she stood there and heard the soft murmurs of conversation around her, both in English and in scattered French. It seems there was some argument over how to use the pretty girl whom Emile had so generously provided for them. The waiting was driving her a little crazy and she felt the wetness between her thighs only increase. The press of bodies surrounded her now, touching her fair skin, running fingers through her dark brown hair and a voice mused about the color of her unseen eyes. Someone drew her hands behind her and held them there as she felt lips press to hers for a kiss. More hands reached for her flesh, caressing everywhere, except for the spot she most wished they would touch.

Shortly they tired of merely touching and kissing and her hands were released as she was guided to her knees on the soft floor. A soft moan escaped her as she felt more submissive than ever, surrounded by this small crowd who could easily hurt her, but were choosing not to. With a sudden start she realized she wanted to feel Emile’s lips and teeth against her neck, sinking into her skin while they all watched. She whispered his name. He was at her side in a flash and she hastily communicated her desire in a hoarse whisper that they all heard and smiled at. Emile’s lipped brushed against her neck again. “Soon…but first, be a good little plaything for everyone.” And soft laughter rang out as the first of many cunts and cocks found their way to her waiting mouth. She moaned for them and writhed and grew wetter with each passing moment. When she went to reach between her legs she was stopped with a gentle admonishment and gentler hands. “Don’t make us bind you,” came a delightful, feminine voice.

There was a brief argument over who would fuck her first and finally a coin was flipped to avoid an old fashioned duel to the undeath. They bent her forward and she sighed with pleasure as she felt two fingers sink into her cunt before being replaced in a slow stroke by a hard cock that fucked her mercilessly. His hands held her hips and someone else tweaked at her nipples roughly, pulling her further towards the floor. As she leaned down and tilted he body against her unknown lover she could smell the wet cunt near her face and brought her lips down to it sucking and licking hungrily as she was fucked from behind. She lost herself in these sensations and her own orgasm came as a surprise to her. It washed though her body as she was fucked harder and hard. She squirmed and clenched against it, only wanting more now and she got exactly that as the woman at her mouth came hard with a soft scream and coated her face. Someone else knelt down for a kiss and licked her face to taste the juices left there by her female lover. And then the man behind her slammed his hips into hers brutally and she felt him come with a roar of pleasure.

It became a blur after that as she was fucked sometimes in her pussy, sometimes not, as she tasted the uniqueness of the different women and men in the room. Through it all Emile was there with her petting her hair, reminding her who she belonged to, and teasing her about undoing the blindfold. She begged him not to, her natural shyness for a moment overriding her pleasure. He gave a laugh and assured her he would not.

And as the fucking and sucking and licking and tasting all came to an end; as both she and her multiple partners were spent Emile kissed her hard and fierce. “Je suis fier de toi ma chérie.’’ He pulled her up against him holding her close while she was begging him for what she wanted. There was a collective sigh in the room at her words and Emile swore softly. He hadn’t wanted to do it like this, but knew that in his heart of hearts he could deny her nothing. He kissed her again, gathering her fully into his lap where she wrapped her arms around him tugging gently so she didn’t lose her nerve.

She felt his lips on her neck and closed her eyes behind the blindfold, waiting to feel the sharp pain she expected. Instead he merely sucked gently at her skin tasting her, feeling her pulse beat and settled her so they were lying together on the carpet. Once he had her just so he reached his hand down her body, traced her clit with a finger over and over until she was writhing and thrusting her hips into his hand. With no warning his fingers found their way into her dripping cunt and as she orgasmed for what seemed like the millionth time that night, he bit down. She felt a tiny sting through the haze of pleasure and then a curious sensation of pulling at her neck that made her moan. Her body rode his fingers as he took his fill of his beauty as his peers looked on, some enviously, but mostly just appreciative of the spectacle before them. With a soft kiss to the wound he pulled away from her and stroked her hair as she lay sated on the carpet. Shooing the others away he waited a moment before slowly removing her blindfold and smiled at her, his lips blood red and his eyes dancing.


Wicked Wednesday – Suitcase – (Unpacking Can Wait)

Wicked Wednesday... a place to be wickedly sexy or sexily wicked

Trent swiped the key card in the door and the pair stepped inside, luggage trailing behind them. Rachel immediately took stock of the luxury before them and rushed further in, throwing open the curtains on the balcony that overlooked an ocean view. Rachel whirled around in excitement and grabbed the suitcases to begin unpacking so their adventures could begin.

He smiled at his new wife watching her indulgently for a moment, her sense of order and organization having kicked in. He mused that was perhaps one of the reasons they fit so well together as he was a bit scatterbrained at the best of times. But right now, he was focused solely on the gorgeous redhead flitting about the room. She stopped for a moment and turned to look at him and that was all it took. He pushed off of the door where he’d been leaning and strode towards her quite purposefully.

“The unpacking can wait, my dear.” He caught he around the waist and pulled her backwards into his arms where he trailed kisses down her neck before spinning her and playfully dipped her backwards before pulling her back up and kissing her the way he’d wanted to kiss her at the ceremony; the way that would have scandalized both their grandmothers and embarrassed Rachel as well. He would have loved to see that gorgeous blush that he loved so well. Right now he wanted to see her freckled skin flushed for other reasons. Rachel smiled and rubbed herself along Trent’s body, feeling the maleness of him against her and knew what he wanted as much as she did.

There was no slowness or tenderness here, just hot, urgent need. Trent was unzipping her floral dress as she was unbuttoning his slacks and in moments the pair was free of their encumbrances. He scooped Rachel into his arms and quite unceremoniously deposited her on the bed before joining her, kissing ravenously at her skin. He worked his way along her collarbones and down to her breasts stopping to suck and bite at her nipples in a way that made her squeal with delight and squirm against the bed. Hot lips slid down her belly and quickly to her pussy. She was wet for him and ready, but he wanted all of her first. Trent’s head dipped and he swiped his tongue across Rachel’s skin, tasting the most intimate part of her. Within moments she was panting as she neared an orgasm while Trent worked at her body with his mouth. Neither of them cared that her moans might disturb other guests and suddenly she was trembling around him as her thighs wrapped reflexively across his shoulders, a silent request for him to not stop.

But stop he did and climbed up the bed, pinning her body there with his. He reached down and rubbed himself against her, teasing her and driving her need higher. She clutched at his shoulders and pulled herself up to him, kissing the side of his neck with a renewed vigor. He moaned and dipped his head allowing her better access to his body and slowly pushed his way inside of her.

Her head fell back as she clenched around him and he moaned at the feeling. When her eyes opened and she met his lustful gaze she smiled fiercely and repeated the movement, making him groan with need. He held himself closer to her burying his face in the heated skin against the side of her neck, just so he could whisper all kinds of dirty things in her ear while he loved her. The contrast between his words and his slow movements drove her into a frenzy and she began to thrust wildly against him, wanting more and more. His own need grew driving him higher and deeper into her at the same time.

With no warning Rachel’s body stiffened beneath his a long drawn out moan that drowned out his whispers escaped from her red lips. Trent could feel the power of her orgasm wash through her body and it drove him over the edge. Rachel was still trembling from her first orgasm and the feeling of him pulsing inside her, feeling the warmth of him only made her come again, softer than the first time, but still intense in its own way. They shared another kiss and settled in to cuddle as they began their journey as husband and wife. Trent was right she thought; this was much better than unpacking.