Sitting close together in his luxury rental car, they were parked outside her apartment.
In the dark, the steering wheel was up and the seat was all the way back.
They'd been making out for about fifteen minutes.
Soft wet kisses Melissa wished could last forever.
It was so quiet in the car that even their breathing seemed loud. Their breathing, the wet sounds from their mouths, and an occasional soft moan from one of them was just about all there was to hear.
He had been in town for about four hours, coming just to see her. They met in person for the first time, talked a while, had dinner, and now they were here in the dark.
Both had drunk enough wine to loosen them up and seriously lower their inhibitions, helping them relax so they could do what they were both dying to do without feeling nervous or up-tight. Gave them a nice warm buzz and set them free to be horny as hell.
Melissa loves kissing. He knew that.
Their kissing was hot. Their kissing was getting really fucking hot. It was starting to feel way more like sex than just regular kissing. Lips and tongues sliding all around, warm breath in and out of each other's wide open mouth, taking turns gently sucking each other's tongue.
Sucking her lower lip and feeling her pull against the suction excited him tremendously.
She touched and stroked his neck and face with her soft hands and perfect long red nails.
With his mouth still on hers, exhaling heavily, he whispered, "God, Melissa, your nails feel amazing. Baby, you're really turning me on."
She was a tease with her tongue--in his ear, around his neck and under his raised chin, licking so lightly across his lips. And it was having exactly the effect on him that she wanted. It was driving him crazy with desire for her.
Their hands happened to move at the same time, his sliding up her sides to touch her breasts, hers sliding down his front to feel his erection through his pants. Neither hesitated the least bit.
Touching each other, feeling each other, now their kissing was so crazy they were like hungry animals. Ravenous, getting each other's face sloppily wet.
Jesus, they wanted each other. The heat had been building gradually over a long period of time, but now that they were actually together their desires were becoming overwhelming.
He could hear the tension in her voice when she whispered, "Let's go in."
They pressed their mouths together one last time--god, he loved her tongue sliding across his like that!--then finally reached to open the car doors.
A couple of minutes later they were inside and she was turning the dead bolt.
Dim lighting, alone together, safe behind a locked door, it was really going to happen.
He couldn't keep his hands off her, approached her aggressively. She raised her arms as he pulled her top up and over her head. Jesus Christ she looked amazing, her full breasts in that lacy black bra.
She just about tore the buttons off his shirt, and in seconds it was lying on the floor beside her top.
"Godddddd, Melissa," as she dragged her nails down his chest, over his stomach, teasing him around the waistband of his pants. He knew her sex drive was strong, but this was way more than he had imagined.
His arms encircled her, hands sliding down over her ass.
Kissing her, smiling, she shivered as he whispered his warm breath in her ear, "We gotta get your pants off."
Still, they couldn't stop kissing--now in a slow fucking rhythm. It was totally getting to them both. Her panties were soaked and he was hard as stone.
Soft lips, warm breath, everything so wet...just like it had been in the car only this time it wasn't making out, it was totally a sex act. Kissing so many different ways, her hands, fingers, and nails were all over his naked upper body. She got a little rough and grabbed a handful of the flesh around his nipples. Squeezing, twisting, pinching and pulling, showing him how to do it to her.
They separated just enough so their hands could get busy stripping off pants, shoes, socks, down to his briefs and her gorgeous black panties that matched her bra.
"Mmmm Melissa," he growled quietly, "You make that lingerie look really hot."
She smiled, pleased that her efforts were having their desired effect. She had spent at least an hour in front of the mirror modeling her sexy outfits, choosing which to wear for him.
Both their libidos were raging. They embraced fully, kissing, always kissing, pressing their bodies together and feeling each other's warm flesh.
She ran her nails down his naked back and under the waistband of his briefs, sliding them down, over, and off his ass. In front, his cock was now free for her to see. Hard, fully erect, the tip pooled with clear pre-cum.
Her breathing became shallow and her chest tightened as she stood there mesmerized by the appearance of his thick tool. This was no fantasy. She wouldn't need a toy to use while she imagined his cock!
He pulled her and they stumbled their way to her bed, caressing each other, licking and biting, soft open-mouth kissing as they went. Naked, his erection bouncing before him, he eased her down onto the sheets.
His hands were in her panties feeling her ass, then gliding over her shaved mound and pushing down into her slick wetness. God oh god oh god. After they fucked, he thought, he would go down on her, get his head between her silky thighs and eat her till she begged him to stop!
Her panties floated silently across the bed and landed on the floor.
She pulled her bra off over her head and he saw her breasts and nipples for the first time. Oh god he couldn't stop himself! Hands on her shoulders, then around her throat, he opened his mouth wide and let her feel the warmth of his flat tongue pressing into her areolae. He licked in wide circles, sucking her breasts back and forth, pressing them together and rapidly licking both nipples from one to the other.
She was dissolving into these pleasures when he roughly grabbed her wrists and stretched her arms out above her head. She looked so totally vulnerable, her body so gorgeous, he was going crazy with lust to fuck her.
When his legs pushed her soft thighs open she raised her knees, looked deep into his eyes and whispered, "Fuck me, Baby, oh god fuck me," with her voice trailing off in a whimper.
Using his strength, squeezing her wrists till he saw a look of pain on her face, he dragged her arms back down beside her head and pinned them to the sheets. Leaning over her, their faces only inches apart, she could smell his breath, his saliva.
With clenched teeth he pushed the head of his straightened cock up into her delicate pink lips and lunged forward, driving his big rod into her, stretching her and causing her to cry out.
In just a couple of seconds the bedroom began to smell like sex.
From the waist down they struggled against each other, steadily pushing and pulling, grinding together and sliding apart. She was thrilled that her pussy was so gushing wet. Made the screwing incredibly hot. Every part of her felt so deliciously alive she couldn't squirm hard enough as she fought for more of the slippery, swollen electric tingling.
Staring into each other's eyes, they began a fast slick rhythm pounding their crotches together and filling the bedroom with their steady skin-slapping sounds.
He felt strong, masculine and powerful. Right now she was his, and she couldn't stop him if she tried. He wanted to feel her cumming beneath him. Hear her wailing, gasping, talking dirty. Feel her straining, writhing against the sheets. And against him.
She felt helpless and overpowered, like he was taking whatever he wanted. She felt like she was getting fucked.
She wanted to stare into his face while he was going off. Wanted to feel his body jerk each time he shot a load of his cum deep in her. She craved the excitement that always overtook her when she knew that her looks, her body, her voice, and her sexuality were so powerful they had made a man lose control of himself and pour his sex inside her.
He dipped his head into her full creamy breasts and sucked her tits again. Sucking hard, pulling and stretching each breast with his mouth while he fucked his thick cock in and out of her again and again.
All of a sudden she was breathing hard, gasping and groaning in a high voice as the tension built inside her. No words, but he could see and feel all the signs of her sexual excitement as wave after wave crashed over her in the intense peak of her pleasure.
Cumming, oh fuck yes! Cummmmming! Groaning and writhing and twisting beneath the weight of his body. Fighting to get loose from his fists that were squeezing her wrists so tightly, holding her down. Her pussy rapidly contracted and released as she soaked the sheets.
"FUCKING GOD! Oh god, Melissa...SHIT!"
She watched his muscled arms and shoulders flex, felt him jerk and heard him groan as he continued pushing his thick cock deep into her cunt. She felt a surge of excitement in her chest knowing that he was squirting his sticky white cum deep inside her.
It was wild, crazy wild, cumming together, and cumming so hard. A rush of sensitivities that caused them both to lose control, as if their bodies had taken over their minds.
She kissed him and kissed him, desparately, roughly, those beautiful hands pressing his face and neck and head.
They rolled around her bed, legs all tangled up together, his cock still in her. They rocked and rocked on the mattress, gasping, panting, smiling, cursing and laughing, licking and biting each other's neck, lips, and ears.
Lying together, her head on his shoulder, they smiled as they kissed a dozen soft gentle kisses. She pinched his side, lightly scraped circles around his nipple with her nail.
His drowsy eyes were silently enjoying the fullness of her breasts, the fascinating color and shape of her nipples. Memorizing the outline of her beauty.
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