Oh, my God, she just kept sucking on me. I mean, I’ve been hard before but not like this. It took every ounce of my strength not to shoot jizz across her forehead and across the room. Finally, unable to take it anymore, I got up, threw off my clothes and put her down on the couch.
“Oh, God, I’ve been waiting for this,” she cooed. “I want it so bad. Give it to me good, Phil. Fuck me like you did before, please?”
Jesus, I almost came right there. I had her ankles in the air and I slowly entered her pussy. God, it was so wet and hot. It was mind-blowing the amount of heat I was feeling.
Her tight walls gripped me and as I got my stroke going, I could feel her muscles pulling me back in. It was like they were sucking on me as hard as her mouth.
I just started fucking her as fast and as hard as I could. I was a fucking animal. Sucking on her tits, grabbing them and ramming her hot box over and over again. She started quivering and I could feel the warm rush of her hot juices on my cock. I couldn’t hold it any longer.
“Uhn!” I grunted, overcome for a moment. “Holy shit!”
I came and kept cumming. It was like my very essence was being drained into her body. It was so intense, so amazing that I felt lightheaded. I staggered on the floor of the basement a bit, almost tipping over. I steadied myself on the back of the couch as I unloaded my balls deep into her pussy.
“Ahh! Ahhh! Ahh!” she moaned, shuddering with her entire body. “Oh, God! Oh, God! It’s so good! So good!”
I was spent for a few minutes. During that time, we started passionately kissing one another. I couldn’t get enough. Her warm body against mine--- The skin on skin contact was electric.
Within minutes, I was ready for another round. Soon, she was on all fours on the couch. I had her hair in my hands, pulling her head back as I fucked her doggie style. She had an expression on her face of absolute joy and really dug the hair pulling. She arched her back just right and I could feel my cock go even deeper into her warm crevice.
This time, I was slapping her ass--- Going in balls deep. We were like two animals that needed constant fucking and sucking. I honestly believed that in that moment, if our parents came into the room--- We would not have stopped until both of us came.
Water started streaming down her thighs and she was crying tears of joy. Again, her whole body quivered and sensation made me erupt inside her again. I could feel my jet of jism shoot into her from behind. God, the feeling was just so amazing. Was this how it was supposed to be all the time?
I wanted nothing more than this. I think we both did. Again, we found ourselves on the couch making out, fondling each other intensely--- Just passing the time until I could start fucking her again. We were soaked in sweat, like we’d been out jogging and I don’t think either one of us was concerned about the noise we were making.
Nothing was off limits with Tracianne. Her whole body was up for grabs and we did everything. We did different positions, different holes and our mouths and tongues roamed everywhere on each other bodies.
Finally, after hours of just raw animal sex, we found ourselves panting on the couch again. Exhausted, we both feel asleep, the well earned rest.
When we awoke, we knew we had to get out of the basement. But there was a new deal forming. We were definitely going to fuck now. This was a given. Ryan was gone.Chapter Eighteen - TracianneFrom that night forward we spent most of our time trying to come up with new ways to hook up in the house. Obviously, there were rare times when the parents left, but that was increasingly rare. The news was still telling everyone to stay home, even as business owners demanded to reopen.
Fortunately, we lived in a big house. Our usual move was to upstairs and pretend to go to each other’s rooms, when actually we were going in the same room. Dad was working online and Daphne was prepping dinner. This was the perfect time for a quickie in my bed. With both bedroom doors closed, they weren’t the wiser.
One time, dad came upstairs looking for me while I was in Phil’s room. When he didn’t find me in my room, he knocked on Phil’s door.
“Hey, Phil,” he asked. “Have you seen Tracianne? I need help with my computer.”
“No,” he responded, trying not to laugh.
“All right, well if you talk to her, send her down.”