Emilia did NOT hook up. She had never kissed anyone she hadn’t met weeks and weeks before, let alone taking them to bed. She repeated it in her head again.
And yet here she was, on her hands and knees on her bed in her small London apartment, with her hand reached back between her legs, guiding the end of his cock between her soft pussy lips.
Her Friday evening had started innocuously enough. She dashed home from her job in the City, pulled on some jeans and a comfy jumper, and headed a few hundred meters down the road to the pub where her friend Natasha was waiting outside.
"Hey babe, how are you doing!" Emilia exclaimed, squeezing her friend in a long hug.
"Good thanks, good! You won’t believe what Fernando did to me though" Natasha replied as they headed inside. And that’s how it began.
Two hours and several expensive hipster cocktails later, Natasha had just concluded listing all the “vapid bitches” her former boyfriend Fernando had slept with in the last weeks of their relationship. Emilia, meanwhile, had just finished fantasizing about Fernando and his mysterious Iberian eyes when her pussy-moistening thoughts came to an abrupt end with the arrival of a tall, dark-haired and slim man next to them at the bar. Natasha glanced at him, and raised her eyebrows. Emilia licked her lips.
Another hour and a half later, Natasha was ready to head home. Emilia wasn’t sure, but her new best buddy Marco was almost too tempting not to. She does NOT hook up, she told herself again, before she lost her train of thought gazing into his dark brown eyes.
And that was how Emilia found herself in a position she had never been in before. She flicked her long ginger hair over her shoulder, turned her head as far round as she could, and caught another glimpse of Marco’s deep brown eyes as his eyelids closed down and his thick cock split her pussy lips.
The head of his cock had just separated her soft, puffy pussy lips and he was worried she was not wet. She was on her hands and knees and he was beginning to penetrate her doggy style, and despite her dryness her hand between her legs was encourage his cock in. Soon he found out why; just after all of his head was enveloped by her lips, the tip of his cock violated the walls of her pussy and a flood of moistness flowed over the head of his dick. That was all the encouragement he needed.
Moments later, Emilia was literally screaming with pleasure. Marco was a genius, and her back was arching as she came all over his cock.
"Oh God, Marco" she cried. "Oh God, do it!"
He moaned, and her convulsing pussy reacted to his hard cock throbbing at the head. He moaned louder, and she screamed again.
"Goddamn it Marco, do it!"
So he did. He squirted. He buried his cock deeper into her pussy than he had ever before, and squirted. Cum exploded from the end of his cock, Emilia squirming underneath him as her throbbing pussy walls and his raging hard dick slid against each other, bathed in their sex juices. He squirted again, and again, and again; then he collapsed down on the bed to leave her pussy evoking waves of pleasure all over her body, his own body limp as his raging hard cock had expended all of his cum. Emilia collapsed down on to the bed too, her limbs no longer able to support her throbbing, convulsing, weak-with-pleasure body.
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