Shock over actually kissing April and hearing what she said, gave way to heat. His hands slid up her legs, fingers touching smooth stockings. Soft skin above her stockings, below her ass, such a lovely feeling. His hands went up, cupping her naked ass. April's body pressed tight to Art's. Her tongue deeper into his mouth. Her legs spread slightly, his hand touched moist puffy lips. Her mound pressed harder against his hard on.
Suddenly remembering where they were, she backs away. Art continued forward, trying to kiss lips, not there. She laughed, "pick up your story." Smiling himself, he did. Her next three words took his breath away. "Follow me home?"
A short ride later, April's back is against her apartment door. Art's head is under her skirt, his tongue driving her wild. She looks left, then right, making sure no one is coming out. Her hand covers her mouth, she knows how loud she can be, and cums.
"MMMMMMMMMMM You Bastard!" She tastes her cum on his lips. Her hands fumble with his pants, finally, they come loose. She crouches down, sitting on the small ledge. She pulls his pants down, takes his much larger dick then she thought into her mouth. Her hands grip his sexy naked ass, she moans so contently while sucking him. "W-What if..."
As soon as they heard a door open on the second floor, April has her key out in a flash. Art tries to pull up his pants, his dick swinging like an albino branch. They both laugh as he hops into her apartment.
Her dress floats down her body, his clothes are thrown somewhere. His mouth sucks on her sharp eye poking out nipples. Her stocking legs wrap around his waist. In a powerful thrust, he's inside her. April's moan, no longer muffled, is loud. Sharp cries as he pumps her hard and fast. She cums within minutes.
She screams, cumming so hard, she lays on her stomach. Never had a man fucked her from behind. Her body shakes as he pulls his dick out teasingly slow. He kisses his way down her back, "mmmmmmmmm." His tongue licks her crack, hands spread her. "OOOOOOOOOH" Art's wicked tongue licks her untouched hole, probing its tightness. Her hand rubs her clit, her body stirs under him, tongue flicking her repeatedly. She cums, shaking like a leaf, Art's tongue never leaving her hole. He fills her from behind again, her hole missing his tongue. So deep he is inside her, orgasm after orgasm rips through her body. He pulls out, groans, hot cum splashes onto her ass. She was going to ask, but didn't have to. Art licked his cum off her ass.