Not wanting to be the only one in this situation, I unzipped Wade's jeans and ripped them open then pushed his boxer briefs down, allowing his sizeable member, already fully erect, to spring right out.
I curled my fingers around it and grinned, rubbing it provocatively as we continued making out and stumbled toward our door.
“Damn, look at us,” Wade said as our lips detached themselves from the hungry kiss. “We're almost doing it in public!”
I laughed. “It's quite the thrill, isn't it?”
“Still, I think we should go inside,” he replied with a chuckle. “It's fun, but I wouldn't want this night to end with both of us sitting in a police station on charges of public God knows what.”
“All right, all right,” I sighed, squeezing his manhood playfully and pressing my naked breasts against his chest.
He fumbled with the key card as I kept him distracted by stroking his cock softly. I could hear his rate of breathing quickening as I slowly and tantalizingly increased my pressure and speed.
Still, he managed to get the door open, and we both stumbled in.
He slammed it shut behind us before he immediately yanked my panties down, dropped to his knees, pushed my legs apart, and dove straight in with his tongue, devouring me with a ravenous and enthusiastic relish. His hungry eagerness immediately sent gushes of pleasure through me and I gasped and moaned and gripped fistfuls of his hair, forcing his face deeper into me.
“Mmm,” he groaned, his voice muffled.
He continued working his tongue with a vigorous, but steady rhythm. I drove my hips with a greedy force into him, bucking and grinding against the motion of his licking, greedy for an intense orgasm; having sex while drunk removed all inhibitions and restraint. I felt almost like a wild animal, liberated of all my human constraints.
He was gripping and squeezing my ass firmly as he ate me out, and he grabbed both cheeks hard and pulled me almost forcefully into his face. His rhythm was so intense and the pressure so great that the sensation was almost unbearable, and I thought that if I'd been sober, it would have been more than I could take.
But, of course, I wasn't, so I felt the orgasm coming on quickly.
It exploded through my
body with a gushing force. I cried out loudly and almost tore fistfuls of his hair out of his head as it hit, my body shivering and shuddering as wave after wave tore through every nerve ending.
But Wade didn't give me even a moment to recover; immediately, he stood up, his mouth and chin literally dripping wet, and he spun me around, slapping my ass hard as he did. I stumbled and almost fell, he spun me so forcefully, but I managed to get my hands on the edge of a table. I used it to support my weight as I leaned forward and spread my legs apart, exposing myself fully to him.
He stepped in behind me and began to feed his exquisite length and thickness into me, and I panted and shivered with pleasure at every inch that he pushed inside, stretching me out. As soon as he was all the way in, I almost collapsed forward onto the table, the pleasure of feeling so full was so intense.
He slipped his hands around me and grabbed a breast in each one, squeezing and fondling my stiff nipples as he began to move his hips, thrusting back and forth slowly and tantalizingly. He wasn't only doing a simple in and out motion, though; he was also moving it from side to side in an almost circular motion that accompanied his thrusts. It drove me totally wild – I'd never been penetrated like that before, and it felt absolutely amazing.
Soon, he was thrusting with even more force and power, and he was so hard that it felt as if I was going to be split in two; it was almost painful accommodating his size, but in an exquisitely pleasurable way.
He kept his hand on my left breast, squeezing and massaging and fondling my nipple, but with his right, he slipped down to my clit, which he began rubbing as he kept on thrusting powerfully in and out of me with his circular motion.
I could feel yet another amazing orgasm coming on, and I began to moan and cry out as my breathing became ever more rapid. Sweat was dripping off me, and I could hear the wetness of his sweat-drenched hips slapping against my ass with every forceful thrust. The pleasure became greater and greater, and I knew that the orgasm that was approaching was going to be massive.
“Keep going, keep going, Wade,” I gasped, my voice raw with lust.
He was now thrusting with an almost manic force, drilling away with frantic speed. I could feel my orgasm was about to be unleashed, and I began panting with a furious force – and then, finally, it happened: the orgasm exploded from deep within my core, sending shards of blissful shrapnel tearing through me, pulses of colorful lights and joyful explosions blasting behind my eyes and setting every nerve ending aflame with pure, unadulterated gratification.
I screamed out, yelling with pleasure until my throat felt raw. As I bucked and shuddered madly, I felt him deliver one final, extra deep and powerful thrust, and then he groaned loudly as he, too, unleashed his own orgasm. I felt the delightful sensation of him pulsating almost violently inside me with a force of pure pleasure.
We both stumbled toward the bed and collapsed into each other's arms in one tangled, sweaty mess, both panting and gasping and shivering from the craziness of the pleasure.
Then he whispered into my ear.
“I love you, Eryn. I really do. You're everything to me.”
I didn't hesitate with my reply for even a second. I already knew it was true.
“I love you, too, Wade. More than you could ever know.”
He hugged me tight, and I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed as hard as I could, never wanting to let him go.