Nameless Nights

She could tell he was nervous even though they both had a fair share of alcohol running hot through their veins. All his cool and confidence from the bar was slowly evaporating since they entered through her front door. Maybe he didn’t think he would get this far, she wondered, eyeing him taking off his outer jacket. His deep gray shirt had a good fit, unbuttoned enough for her to see he shaved his chest. To that he wore straight, midnight blue, jeans. They were fairly tight, she noticed, while unsuccessfully trying to get a tease of what he had to offer under. He couldn’t be younger than her, at most twenty five, she noted when he had taken off his shoes and approached her. Up close the smoky smell from the bar mixed with sweat and his juvenile perfume hit her suddenly, with a sensation shooting through her, feeling warmer under the black dress. “I just need to use the bathroom,” she told him while running her fingers along his waist. “The bedroom is just over there”.

Standing in the mirror, applying some new lipgloss she could slowly start feeling the excitement growing. In anticipation she removed her black thong and brassiere, embracing the smooth fabric against her naked body. She ran her right hand slowly up over her stomach, following the inner curve of her perky breast all the way to her lips and tongue, feeling the lust rising, getting goosebumps between her thighs.

Entering the bedroom she saw him seated on the edge of the bed, still clothed, looking at her in the dim lightning with his eyes stumbling for a fraction of a second on her breasts, now with the added outlines of her nipples previously hidden by her bra. She went up to him, one leg between his, meeting his gaze, feeling his hands on the outside of her hip carefully working their way over her ass. Without saying anything she started unbuttoning his shirt displaying more of his clean well defined chest. Hunching down to unbutton the last ones their faces were now leveled. At this point she could sense he moved in to kiss her but instead she denied him and started kneeling down. The feeling of power washed over her, looking up into his dilated dark eyes. Holding eye contact she started unbuckling his belt to the familiar sound of metal clinking after which she loosened the jeans buttons in an experienced manner and started pulling down both pants and underwear.

Now between his naked legs and crotch she lowered her eyes, studying his smooth skin, mentally tracing the discrete outlines of his abs exposed behind the shirt down to where the obliques created the v-line, unrelentlessly guiding her eyes towards his exposed genitals. His cock lay flat to the left side against his balls without any hint of getting up. “I’m…,” he anxiously got out when she suddenly cut him off by pushing her left hand against his chest, making him lean back on his elbows. She took his cock in his hand and decidedly dragged her tongue from the base of his balls all the way up to the tip, tasting his unwashed sweat. Not being able to wait she greedly went ahead and put all of him inside her mouth, starting to salivate ferociously. With her free hand she took hold of his hip, pressing herself deeper in his crotch while starting to trace his still flaccid cock with her tongue. She proceeded to rhythmically sucking, letting his soft member slide in and out between her shiny lips. During this she could notice her own body changing position. Gradually separating her legs and arching her back, with her dress as a response sliding up her thighs. With a little help she pulled up her dress just enough to uncover her own ass, were someone to see her from behind. The feeling of her cheeks separating and exposing her pussy, while having a young cock at her will, almost made her clit hurt with longing to be touched. It was enough to make her let out a suppressed moan.

Suddenly, with a firm grip she took hold of his balls, squeezing lightly while taking him as deep as she could. And there it was, a delicate spasm in his muscles followed by a slight swelling. Keeping him movelessly inside, only massaging the balls, she felt him slowly growing in her mouth, developing and filling her. She noticed his expanding cock stiffening in pace with his racing heartbeat and all of a sudden this innocent boy was pressing down her throat making her eyes filling with tears trying to hold back her gag reflex. With a gasp she let him out, saliva threading from her glossy full lips all over his throbbing erection. Rising her own face she could see his flushing, chest expanding, with him taking deep rapid breaths. The break gave her the opportunity to sense her own body and pussy which was getting soaking wet to the point of her juicing running down her thighs.

She proceeded to take her hand around his wood hard shaft now drenched in warm slippery spit and started working it up and down with a tight grip. This made him start to ooze precum like crazy which she licked up instantly before once again starting to vigorously sucking his cock deep with slurping sounds cutting out his increasing moans. Not being able to hold it anymore she now took her other hand to her pussy, pulling two fingers between her labias soaking them in her own juices and started rubbing her clit intensely. The building sensation in her crotch spread inside her, making her thrust her hips unconsciously while simultaneously letting out deep moans whenever she had room to breathe between trying to take his cock deeper and deeper.

All of a sudden she could feel his whole body stiffening while his cock was starting to cramp rhymically, getting impossibly harder and harder. She engulfed him, squeezing the base of his shaft and balls tightly. With a deep groan he exploded and let out an enormous amount of cum deep in her throat, she barely had time to swallow before the next load came right after. Failing to take it all she could feel the warm thick liquid starting to leak down over his balls. With no more semen coming, the pulsating ejaculation slowly started to fade as she let him slide out between her lips. The movement had his cum dripping down her face all over her chest, feeling her stiff nipples chafing as she took deep breaths collecting herself. She raised herself and lowered the dress. The situation had her desire through the roof, feeling the overwhelming urge to get filled and fucked into obilivion. Unfortunately this guy, she could tell, was not up for the task anymore laying panting on the bed. At first a bit disappointed, she soon got excited about them waking up the next day, getting to do whatever she wanted with him then…

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