Unwrapping Holly

Eddie would kill you.

Yes, but Eddie wasn’t here. And Eddie would kill me just for taking her out, or even looking her way. It was all hypocritical of course: Eddie would date just about anyone at the gym, and had tried on several occasions. If he could see me right now, he’d only hate me more than he already does.

Oh… oh man...

Blinking dreamily, Holly turned her full attention to my rapidly swelling manhood. It jumped electrically as she wrapped one little hand around the base. Her lips parted and her mouth went wide.

My eyes screwed shut as she took me in.

Oh fuck…

It was like reaching nirvana. Holly’s mouth was a warm, wet heaven, especially with her hand working me from the base. I reveled in the sensations for a good half minute. Just concentrated on the exquisite feel of her lips dragging tightly up and down the full length of my smooth erection.

Then I opened my eyes and looked down… to find her staring up at me.

Damn.

There was an instant connection between us — one that superseded our sex act. It was an understanding, a mutual respect. An intimacy that came with knowing each other for an entire year before doing this, even though we’d never gone out until tonight.

My hands dropped to her head, sifting through soft layers of fragrant hair. I guided her up and down on my cock, enjoying how beautiful she was. How perfect she looked on her knees, blowing me, her blue-green eyes filled with abject lust. It felt unbelievable. Like a long-awaited dream, finally realized.

But it was her body I wanted most.

“Get up here.”

Holly sucked me tip to base two or three more times in defiance, pumping me with her fist like she wanted to bring me off. If I’d let her go on, she would’ve. It would’ve been easy to just let go, right in her sweet little mouth.

“OH!”

She gasped as I lifted her, and abruptly spun her around. The bed was too far. The couch would have to do. I stripped her in seconds, sliding my hands around her waist and then yanking her clothes down, the same way she’d done to me.

Then she was bending over the arm of the couch… half obediently, half because my hand was pushing down on her back.

“Ohhhhhhh…”

Her pussy was soaking wet. It drenched my palm as I rubbed it up and down, coating my hand and making my fingers nice and slick. I slipped two of them inside her, carefully probing her depths. I pushed them in firmly and deliberately, smiling in satisfaction as Holly shoved back against my hand.

“You need to be fucked.”

I saw her hair move as she nodded, her face obscured against the smooth leather seat cushion. The height was perfect. My cock was jutting straight out from my body, harder and more throbbing than I’d ever been in my life…

“OH FUCK!”

She wiggled her ass as I rubbed it along her entrance, getting it all slick and wet with her juices. Then I pushed the head inside. Holly’s legs quivered, her whole body shaking with pleasure.

“Yessssss…”

She felt like warm butter as I sank into her.

An image flashed to mind of our Bananas foster, all that hot butter, melting in the pan. Holly feeding me slowly, sensually. Smiling as she licked caramelized sugar off tips of her fingers…

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck…”

She was grunting the word breathlessly as I sank into her. Inch by inch I slid in, stretching her around me, my cock bigger and thicker than I ever remembered. I kept pushing until the softness of her ass was pressed tightly against my abdomen, my hands having gone to her hips mechanically. And then I was finally there: buried inside her. Buried so deep, so wonderfully, achingly deep, that the whole rest of the world just melted away.

“Holy fucking shit, Holly...”

She giggled, and her cute little laughter caused her body to bounce around me. I felt like I could come at any moment. As if all she had to do was squeeze… and everything would be irrevocably lost.