My own mistakes.
“Right?” he asked again, leaning closer, his warm breath on my face. He was close enough that I could smell him. He smelled like mahogany and leather. Like comfort.
“Right,” I said. Then both of us crashed into the other, our lips smashing together and our tongues sliding out to meet the other. I dropped my glass onto the hardwood, somehow not breaking it, and literally threw myself at him. He fell back onto his chair, and I climbed onto his lap, straddling him while our lips pressed together.
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Tyler
Our lips were pressed together, and my tongue was inside her mouth. This was certainly not the way I had planned on this conversation going, but I wasn’t going to complain.
She had crawled into my lap, straddling me in the chair, and my hands instinctively went to her round, perfect ass. I squeezed it, pulling her down onto my lap harder, and she moaned into the kiss. Suddenly, she pulled away, and I briefly thought she was going to get up, screaming at me about how this was wrong.
She didn’t.
Instead, Becca reached down and pulled her shirt up over her head, tossing it to the floor. Then, in a quick and glorious moment, she reached behind her and unhooked her bra. Her large, heavy breasts tumbled out as they were freed, and I was mesmerized by them as they bounced out, her pink nipples hardening as I watched them. Then, hungrily, I took one into my mouth and the other into the palm of my hand.
Becca moaned and started to grind on me, and my cock felt like it was going to explode through my pants, breaking out on its own to reach her. Her fingers began to pull at my shirt, too, and I released her long enough for it to come up over my head. Then she grabbed the back of my head, bringing me to her chest again so I could suckle on her other breast.
Placing both hands underneath her again, I lifted her up and stood, eliciting an adorably sexy giggle from her. I carried her easily up the stairs to my bedroom, kissing up her chest to find her lips again and only breaking our embrace to open the door. I sat her down on the edge of the bed and reached for the button on my pants. She bit her bottom lip as I undid it and dropped them to my ankles before kicking them away. When they were off, she lay back and undid her own jeans, throwing them off to the side and revealing white cotton panties.
She sat back up, and I crawled onto the bed with her, our lips finding one another again. I clawed at her panties, yanking them down as soon as I got my fingers into the waistband, and she arched her ass up in the air to let me get them off her. When they were tossed away, she lay back, her head on my pillows, and I trailed kisses down her center.
Becca’s breath hitched as my lips made their way quickly down her stomach, reaching her damp, shaved pussy with the speed of the hunger that burned inside me. I let my tongue trail along her lips, and she cried out as I separated them with the tip. I pulled it through the folds until I reached her pearl in the center and began to flick at it, teasing it until she moaned.
Writhing underneath me, Becca moaned loudly and held my head, occasionally sitting up enough to look down at me as I licked her and then falling back to moan and let her eyes roll back in her head. I felt her pulsing, her legs squeezing in rhythm as she neared a climax, and I reached down to pull my boxers down and stroke my cock.
Soon, she let out a wail, her legs vibrating and shaking and her toes curling, and I rushed my mouth up her body as I positioned myself at her opening. With one hard thrust, I was inside her, and she screamed in pleasure. Her legs were splayed open, inviting me to plunge into her further, and I did, filling her with my thick, throbbing cock. Her walls were tight around me, and I waited for her to relax, to create more space for me. As she did, I began to rock into her.
We developed a rhythm, our bodies moving in unison as I fucked her deeply, tenderly. The passion between us was off the charts, and when she pushed up to roll us over, I let her get on top, enjoying the view of her heavy, perfect breasts bouncing as she rode me. She reached behind herself, letting one hand cup my balls, and then squeezed them gently as she let herself slide further and further down my shaft.