When we entered the bedroom, we were both already in an excited, giggling frenzy. He slammed the down closed behind us, using more force than what was necessary because of his eagerness.
Victor’s hands immediately grabbed my waist and pulled me in close. I had to tilt my head up to meet his lips. We normally start with slow kissing which leads to making out, but after teasing each other on the car ride home, neither of us had the patience for a slow burn- instead, we launched right into the passionate tongue kissing.
When I moaned into his mouth as his tongue caressed mine, my sensitive lips locked onto his. This caused him to press into me even further, poking me with his rock-hard erection. His hands traveled all along my body, not content with settling in any one place and, god, it turned me on. His big, strong fingers roaming from my neck, to my pecs, just past the faded scars from my having my breasts removed years ago, to my muscular back, down further to my tight ass and back up again over and over… all while his warm tongue intertwined with mine, breathing into my mouth. I could feel my boxers getting damp to the point where the wet spot would likely be visible after I took my pants off.