Inseparable

“Do you want to get out of here?” I whispered in her ear. Eagerly she nodded her head.

I lead her by the hand to my car parked in front of the line of people waiting to get into the club. I could tell by her face that she enjoyed getting into my Ferrari as much as she did having me tease her clit.

Before the engine was on she had her head in my lap and my zipper all the way down.

My hard dick nearly ripped through my Jockeys as her pretty red lips parted. She licked the tip like she was taking her time with an ice cream cone. I was going crazy.

“I live at 42 Pullam. Do you know where that is?” She breathed while brushing the tip of my member against her bottom lip.

“Yeah. I do.” I said. Just as I turned to head in the direction of Pullam she swallowed my cock whole.

“Oh God!” I could barely stay on the road. She slowly sucked up my shaft to the very tip before sliding all the way back down again. Over and over she did this as I drove almost thirty miles over the speed limit to get to her place.

Finally, I parked. I was ready to pop right there but she stopped and leaned back in the seat.

“Want to come upstairs?” She asked, her breast still peeking out from her bra.

From the car to her apartment was a blur but once we were inside behind her locked front door she had he

r top off and her panties down with her skirt hiked all the way up on her hips.

We were in her bedroom.

I had fallen onto the bed and pulled her on top of me. We kissed and sucked her fantastic tits while she stroked my throbbing member.

"I want to taste you," I whispered to her. Without letting me up, she brought her wet pussy to me and gently eased down over my hungry lips. I wrapped my hands around her ass and guided her movements up and down as my tongue slid over and over her clit. I could feel her body stiffen as she began to writhe and pant even heavier as her orgasm approached. But I didn't want her to come. Not yet.

“Please don’t stop.” She panted.

“No. No. You’ve been a bad girl.” I whispered. “I’m going to fuck you all night.”

“Yeah?” she pleaded. “Please fuck me.”

“Everyone is going to know you had your pussy rode on all night. They’re going to know how much you loved getting fucked.”

She must have never had anyone talk dirty to her because before I knew it she had slipped down over my thick cock and was riding me hard.

Her tits bounced beautifully as her pussy worked my dick. I put my hands gently on her ass, feeling it jiggle beneath my fingers. She must have liked that because each time I gave her a little squeeze her hips bucked faster.

Finally, I knew I couldn’t hold it much longer. I reached down to her clit and teased it with quick flicks of my finger sending her into a wild fit of desire. She bucked and bounced like a fish out of water and her voice climbed higher and higher.

“Oh! Oh! Oh!” She screamed. “Right there! Don’t stop!”

I couldn’t stop. She was milking my dick dry and just when I thought she was done she’d start again as her body trembled and rocked with wave after wave of pleasure tearing over her.

“I can’t stop!” She panted in my ear. “It feels too good!”

That it did. But before she could come again I slipped out of her, flipped her over on her stomach and entered her from behind. She cried out in pleasure and pushed her ass into me devouring my whole cock.

I reached between her legs and within seconds her body tightened around my dick. I fucked her good and hard, my balls slapping happily against her ass, my fingers teasing her button that was plump and juicy until I felt her floodgates open and her body rock back and forth, back and forth, back and forth until we both collapsed totally spent.

I pretty much passed out after that.

Once she was out of the room I rubbed my face and quickly sat up. My pants were draped over the end of the bed. Quickly I climbed into them, zipped up and buckled my belt. It was then that the news that pushed me over the edge came flooding back to me. My dad had called. He and Jenna had been married for four years. Nothing had gotten any better between us except the proximity of where we lived. I was in New Hampshire and they were in Chicago.

Sure I went home for holidays and my birthday but as soon as I stepped in the door Jenna would already have an excuse as to why I couldn’t stay for the full week I was supposed to.

But it wasn’t a visit that sent me to the nearest club to drink myself into the bed of some strange party girl.