Hannah had her arms around my neck. She smelled a little like flowers and tequila, and I wondered why I’d never noticed how beautiful her green eyes were until that very moment.
“You’re gorgeous,” I whispered into her ear, leaning down and nibbling her earlobe. Hannah blushed, then shoved her ass against me, sending me into a spasm of desire.
“Susan!” Hannah cried out. She pulled away from me. “Over here!”
A thin, pretty girl was making her way through the crowd. When she looked at Hannah and then at me, her eyes widened.
“Oh,” Susan said. “You must be Justin.”
I winced. “I take it I was a subject of conversation before I arrived,” I said gruffly. Shit. They must have been talking about what a complete jerk I am. I really fucked that one up good.
Susan grinned. “Yes,” she said primly. “As a matter of fact, you were.” She glanced at Hannah, then gave her a quick hug.
“Hannah, can we go someplace and talk?” I asked quietly. Hannah blushed, then nodded. As she and Susan said her goodbyes, I couldn’t deny that a little bubble of anxiety was welling up inside of me. I knew that what I was doing was a strict violation of my father’s orders, and yet, I didn’t care. All I cared about was Hannah, and making her happy. I couldn’t ever hurt her again – I wasn’t willing to make her cry.
We left the bar and got into my limo. As I gave the driver my address, I turned to Hannah and kissed her deeply. Hannah responded by moaning softly inside of my mouth and climbing on my lap. The presence of her warm, soft weight against my crotch made my cock throb with arousal, and I was suddenly dying to take her, to possess her once more.
The kiss turned steamy as Hannah slipped her tongue inside of my mouth. She wrapped her arms around my neck and slowly ground her hips on top of my lap like she was a stripper performing the sexiest of lap dances. Hannah thrust her hips forward and moaned – I could feel that the crotch of her panties was already damp from the motions against my body.
“I don’t know what’s happening,” I whispered in her ear. “But I like this a lot, don’t you?”
Hannah responded by biting my neck until I groaned with lust. She ran her fingertips down my chest, then under my shirt and across my bare skin. I took care to wax my chest every couple of weeks, and her touch against my skin was electrifying. It was like she was the perfect woman for me – like she could practically read my mind when it came to giving me pleasure.
I tangled my hands in Hannah’s blonde hair and pulled her head back, exposing her slender, pale neck. Burying my face against her, I bit and sucked and licked until she was crying out with pleasure. Hannah went crazy, grinding her hips against my body in a frenzied rhythm. I forgot where I was – I could have been anywhere at all. We might have been the only two people left on earth, satisfying and pleasuring each other until the end of time.
Eagerly, I pushed Hannah to the floor. Her dress was hiked up around her thighs, exposing creamy skin that looked bitable. I licked my lips and crawled between her legs, pushing her skirt up to expose her pale belly. Her thin cotton panties were soaked through at the crotch and I groaned as I could see the lips of her pussy, perfectly outlined by the wet material. She smelled incredible – musky and womanly and sweet. I kissed her thigh until she trembled and cried out.
I couldn’t take it anymore. Pulling Hannah’s panties down her thighs, I tossed them over my shoulder and pressed my lips to her labia. Hannah’s juices of arousal dribbled down my chin and I lapped them up, using my fingers to spread her labia. Her clit was swollen and I took it gently in my mouth, sucking and licking. When I gently ran my teeth over the little pleasure nub, Hannah shrieked with pleasure. She tangled her fingers in my hair and yanked my head back until my neck ached. I didn’t care. All I cared about was her. I plunged my tongue deep inside her pussy and eagerly licked everywhere. Slipping a finger inside of her tight wet cave, I went back to sucking on her clit as I gently wriggled my finger against her soaked, swollen flesh.
Hannah went wild. She was shrieking and crying and making little whimpering sounds like she’d never felt anything like this before. It wasn’t long before I felt her perfect body tense and contract, then buck and jolt around. Her pussy pulsed against my tongue and fingers, and I knew that she must be having the sweetest orgasm of her life.
I kept licking until Hannah cried out and gently pushed my head away. Grinning, I got up on my knees and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. Hannah sat up and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me close and kissing me deeply. She licked her own juices off my lips and chin, and I felt my cock throb with desire and anticipation at her eagerness.
“I want to taste you,” Hannah whispered. Her pale cheeks blushed bright red and she gently pushed me over until I landed on my back in an undignified sprawl on the floorboards. I grinned and groaned in anticipation as her hands fumbled with my belt and then the snap on my slacks. As she eased them down my hips, my cock popped free. I was so hard that I ached. When Hannah wrapped her fingers around my engorged member, pleasure flooded my body. Throwing my head back, I moaned loudly and tangled my fingers in her soft, frizzy blonde hair.
“I’ve never done this before,” Hannah whispered. She licked her lips, then opened her mouth and took the first inch of my cock inside of her. I gasped – her warm tongue swirling around the head of my cock felt so incredible that for a moment, I was afraid of coming right then and there.
“Stroke as you suck,” I groaned, reaching down and moving Hannah’s hand over my cock. “It helps.”
Hannah obediently moved her hand up and down in a rhythmic, jerking motion. She closed her lips over the head of my cock and began bobbing her head up and down. I groaned as I watched the intent way she suckled me. For someone who had been a virgin until yesterday, she gave incredible head.
After just a few moments, I pushed her away. “I’d rather come inside of you,” I told her with a wicked grin.
Hannah blushed. She reclined on the seat and spread her legs.
“I want you on top,” I told her, sitting my bare ass on the plush limo seat. My cock stuck up like a stiff rod. Hannah climbed on top of me, spreading her legs and easing down on my erection. She moaned and screwed up her eyes as her wet pussy engulfed my manhood. I groaned and threw my head back – being inside of her felt so natural, so good that I could hardly stand it.
“You feel so good,” I whispered as Hannah began working her way up and down my cock. She grunted and moaned, red in the face as she began pumping her way to another orgasm. Her pussy was still tight from when she’d come with my tongue and fingers inside of her, and I groaned as wet juices dripped down between my thighs.
Soon, the limo was filled with grunts, moans, and the musky scent of our mingling bodies. Hannah was thrusting hard, whimpering and rubbing herself against me. I could feel everything – every breath, every motion, every hair on my body was standing up. As she ground her hips against me, I felt my orgasm coming on like a tidal wave.
“Baby, I’m gonna come,” I whispered against Hannah’s sweaty neck. She responded by squirming and moaning, rubbing herself against me as quickly as she could. The movement and the little sounds emerging from her mouth were enough to send me to the moon, and my cock went off in a geyser shot of semen.
Hannah moaned. I stuck a hand between our bodies and searched until my thumb found her nub of a clit. As I stimulated her with my hand, Hannah’s eyes rolled back in her head and she moaned loudly. Then I felt her pussy clamping tightly around my cock, signaling that she was coming. As Hannah cried out in sheer pleasure, I held her close and stroked her hair, feeling over stimulated by everything that was happening around me.
The limo intercom crackled and my driver’s voice came on. At the sound, Hannah blushed furiously and jumped off of my lap, as if she’d forgotten that we were in a limo in the first place.
“Mr. Long?”