I knock on Ana's door, wondering where she is while I wait for a
response. There's none. We had a party celebrating an anniversary
for the college being around for forty years. I was wearing this
half cocktail dress with strings as straps while the rest of the
half that started at my waist was a fluffy, sorta long tutu. It
was black so I decided to wear my black converse with it. Wearing
a dress was already a big step, heels, that's pushing it.
I knock again and almost immediately the door swings open. It's David at the door, dressed like something Justin Timberlake would wear except without the hat. He looked sexy, smelled great too. I grew shy and in a soft low voice asked where Ana was. He said he didn't know. I could barely hear him because my heart was beating on my ear drums so loud. "Come in." David says interested. He takes my hand and guides me in. "You look great." he says. "Thank you." I say, "I really didn't even want to go with this dress, but, you know."
I smile. He smiles back, giving me this vibe through his eyes. There's this silence between us, a special silence where lust builds up in our bodily scents that spew out into the wholesome air. David sits on the couch and motions his head for me to come over. I get this urge to be bold so instead of sitting next to him, I sit on him and begin to bite his lower lip.
He kisses me and rubs my waist and hips tightly, making me so wet that it overflows my panties and starts to come down my thighs. David kisses me harder, forcing his tongue inside my mouth, making me pant at the thought of his tongue on my body. He pulls my straps down till it's down to my waist and starts to massage my chest. He takes off my bra and almost dives into my breasts, sucking on them like a hungry new born baby.
I giggle at the thought. David's so concentrated on my breast he doesn't even notice, good. I unzip his pants and begin to feel him up. God he's so thick. I just smile while stroking him, making him grow. David lifts up my dress exposing my half way bare ass and begins to grab and smack it. I bite and moan into his neck, asking him to hit me harder. "You like that don't you?" He whispers in my ear. The whisper he carries out sends a lascivious chill down my spine. I exhale, moaning for him to just bang me already. He then rips off my panties and roughly takes me in.
I love how he does that.
I begin to ride him like an angry bull. Hammering the life out of
his member just doesn't seem to satisfy me, so I ride him
brutally harder and faster, making my tits bounce wildly in his
face. He's moaning 'fuck' over and over which makes me fiercely
ride him more, smothering him with my juices.
I'm moaning so much my own moans make me want to orgasm viciously and eventually I do, squeezing my insides so tight. I hug onto David, tired as a dog. "Wow." I hear a voice say. "I'm impressed." It's Ana putting down her camera. "You recorded us?!" I say laughing in disbelief. "What it's not my fault. I love watching you pound David away, it gets me going." She says. "That's horrible, because so do I." I smile.