I knocked on the door twice quickly and waited, your footsteps barely heard as you came to the door and opened it, taking my hand in yours and pulling me in. Getting onto your tippy toes you give me a quick kiss and then pull me by the hand further into the house. My hand feels so warm holding onto yours, and begins to sweat a little as you introduce me to your parents. We make a little bit of small talk and then your mother suggests you give me a tour of the house while she finishes dinner, which shouldn’t take her to long. Taking me by the hand again, we head off.

After showing me the entire house, we’re standing in the hallway by the bathroom when you pull me into it and close the door. Our lips meet and time begins to slow. I run my hands up your hips and under your shirt, feeling your soft skin that covers your entire tight little body. You grind yourself into me and I run my hand down to your ass and pull you even closer into me. Your hand runs along the outline of my cock, stroking it through my jeans before you reach for the zipper, pulling it down while giving me a sly look, your teeth biting your lower lip. Reaching in, you pull out my cock and hold it, pulsing, in your hand before kneeling down in front of it. Sticking your tongue out, you run it along the shaft starting at the bottom, never breaking eye contact. Taking just the head into your mouth, you swirl your tongue around it slowly, twisting your tongue as you do so.

My desire for you pulses through me, a heat I cannot control or contain. Pulling you up, I flip open your belt with my free hand. As we kiss I undo the buttons on your jeans and unzip your fly. Kissing down your jaw line and onto your neck, you wrap your hands around me and whisper with a sigh, “You don’t have enough time.” I quickly spin so that I’m behind you. Moving your hair away from your neck, I begin to kiss it again. “I have to feel myself in you, I need you.” I begin to raise your shirt. The bathroom mirror in front of us reflects our every move as we look into it. I push your shirt and bra above your breasts and run my hands up and under them, brushing your hard nipples with my thumbs. Leaning you backwards, causing your back to arch and your breasts to thrust forward, I run my right hand down over your stomach as my left continues to covet your tits as I gently bite your shoulder.

My hand dips below your thong and I trace my fingers along your slit a few times, your pussy wet with excitement, lips parted, I dip my middle finger in and give it a few thrusts. Withdrawing I hook my thumb on your underwear and slide them down along with your jeans till they fall till your knees. Looking into your eyes through the mirror, I drink in your beauty, which only feeds the fire within me. I push you forward and you grab hold of the countertop, your breasts resting just about it. Cock in hand, raging with lust, I move behind you and run it along your pussy lips, soaking it with your juices. Unable to hold myself back, I start to push it in, slowly forcing it into your tight hole, inch my inch. Finally with a forceful thrust I burry’s myself all the way in. I pause for a moment, enjoying the feeling of being inside of you, your tight pussy gripping my cock like a vice, bathing it in your warm and juices. I begin to thrust and you try not to moan as all that stands between us and the rest of the family is the bathroom door. I rub my hands up and down your back, stopping though when your father calls out ‘Time for dinner!’

Regretfully I pull out and try and jam my hard cock back into my pants as you pull up your pants and we laugh a little before heading out for dinner. After dinner, you tell your parents that we are going downstairs to watch a movie and they just smile and begin to clean up the kitchen. You run off to change first, returning in a beautiful skirt with a button-up top. As you put the movie in, I lay down on the sofa and you come and join me after you finish, pulling a blanket over us.

In a second we’re all over each other again, anxious to finish what we started in the bathroom that was prolonged by dinner. As we continue to lie spooning on the sofa, you pull out my cock again and stroke its full length as I unbutton your shirt, pleasantly surprised that you’re not wearing a bra. I begin to run my hands over your stomach and tits again, gently rolling your nipples between the length of my fingers.

“I’m not wearing panties either.”

I moan as I flip up your skirt and begin to tease you, running my hands along your inner thighs.

“I want you to fuck me now!”

I move you so that your face down on the sofa below me, your breasts pressed into the soft material, your legs slightly spread. Above you, I push my cock down between your legs and move it till the head is just inside your pussy. Holding on to the arm of the sofa I thrust, sinking myself completely into you. You let out a loud moan, which the movie hopefully covers and arch your back again as I continue to thrust. I increase the pace and sneak a hand under you to play with your clit as my dick slides in and out of you, hitting your g-spot as I go. I feel you pussy clamp down and a flood of juices as you bite into the couch to stifle your scream as you cum.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum to.”

“Do it in my mouth!” you pant.

Pulling out and jumping up I move around to the end of the sofa as you flip over and hang your head over the arm of the couch, mouth open and eagerly waiting. Giving myself a few strokes I slide my cock into your mouth and straight down your throat. Grabbing one of your breasts, my free hand locks with one of yours as I thrust a few times and finally unload, the damp feeling and your throat muscles coaxing every ounce out of me, my body going tense.

Sitting back down on the sofa you hop into my lap and I brush the hair out of your face and brush your cheek with my thumb.

“Wanna go again?” you ask…