The Greatest Sensation: A Second Coming

He and I just had a date at one of our favorite places, and now we’re heading back to his house. It’s approaching close to 11 p.m., so it’s dark outside. But to me, it’s perfect because it means I can do whatever I want without him knowing what hit him at first.

 As we creep up his driveway, I park in the middle of it, under the shadiest section, and I turn my headlights off.

 “Hey, babe, why’d you stop here?” he asks me. I don’t answer him with words, but with me taking off my shoes, then my seatbelt. I reposition my body to where all of me is facing him.

 “Take your seatbelt off, baby,” I say with a devilish grin. His face lights up, as if he finally figured out my ulterior motive. He gives me the same devilish grin, but it looks much more menacingly sexy on him than it ever could on me. I lean into him to steal a kiss, and many more after that. He always tastes so sweet; it drives me even crazier than I already am. He pulls the tie out of my hair, letting it fall all over my upper body. He proceeds to grab sections of it to pull me in closer. I firmly grasp his neck as I climb over to straddle him. Now I’m in the perfect position to claw him on his muscular arms and up and down his back. I can tell he just loves it with the way I can feel his body shake. I love it too, giving and receiving, and he knows it. I feel his nails grazing up and down my back and my sides. He paws at my sides, then my hips, passionately caressing my body. I love how it feels when he grabs my ass and thighs. I know he loves his pear-shaped bad girl.

He makes his way down to my shorts, which he just yanks straight down, revealing my blue lacy panties. I put in such effort to bring his body as close to mine as possible. I love feeling his warmth against my bare skin. I lean off of him for a minute so I tear off his shirt and expose him for the sexy man he is. He also utilizes this moment to pull my shirt off and toss it in the back seat. I, then, hastily unhook my bra and toss it in the same place. He proceeds to grab and suck on my perky little tits. I stroke his hair in appeasement. When he releases himself, I grab him by his jaw and make him look up at me. He counters me with a firm grip on my neck. My eyes close as I feel a little jolt course through my body. “You’re a bad, bad girl, aren’t you baby?”

“I’m your bad girl, baby.”

“I love my bad girl.” He delicately pulls them down to better get at my little wet pussy. I can’t help but go crazy and feel the urge to eagerly kiss him over and over, feeling those sweet soft lips pressed against mine. I also love him feeling my sweet soft lips, too. I can feel his cock getting hard as a rock, my pussy getting wetter and wetter as he plays with my clit. After a few minutes of steamy foreplay, I sink down to the floorboard, but it’s a tight squeeze. I push the bar at the bottom so I can have more room, more opportunity to please him. I tug down his gym shorts to release the fucking beast within. My pussy craves him so badly at this point, but he’s gonna be mean and make me wait a bit, make me take his huge cock in my mouth. After I get it wet, my mind drifts off to other things so I can just keep going and going until he can’t take it anymore. All the gagging, licking, sucking, massaging of his cock is making his body tremble. He grabs my hand and holds on for dear life as I’m milking him dry. His cum always tastes so sweet; I love taking every last drop in the back of my throat.

When he’s done, I clean up my face and get back on top of him where I belong. I straddle him, his cock in my hand, and make it enter me. “Mmm, finally. I felt like I had to wait fore—uh!” I didn’t get to finish my sentence due to his whole cock being rammed into my pussy. Every time he does it, I get a rush of pure euphoria. It’s close to the feeling of the instant a blunt takes effect, but your breathing becomes shallow as a huge cock is being pumped in and out of you. I bounce on him, placing one hand on his neck and the other on his shoulder as a means of support. I bend down to kiss him, grabbing his hair, my nails grazing the sides of his neck.

Suddenly, headlights slow down near the mouth of the driveway. He pulls me down close so they don’t see us. We can’t make any movement for fear of being noticed, and damn if that wasn’t torture. My body trembles before him. I feel such hypersensitivity; any sort of stimulation could push me closer and closer to the edge. The headlights then begin to disappear.

“You wanna get in the back, baby?” he asks of me. I try to enunciate the word “yes”, but the way he’s rendered me, it’s hard to do so, so I just nod. I climb off of him and crawl to the back seat. He gets out of the passenger seat and comes around to the back. I adjust the seat to where he’ll have more room as he climbs in. When he gets settled, he takes off his shoes and then his shorts and boxers. He leans down to kiss me as he enters me. I break the kiss to let out a high-pitched moan. My breathing becomes sharp as he fucks me. I wrap my legs around his waist and inch closer to him; I want to take as much of his cock as I possibly can. He starts to fuck me harder. “Come for me, baby.”

“Mmm, I’m trying, babyyyy…” The end of that sentence becomes a high-pitched gasp for air. I feel my abdomen tensing up. I want to come for him so badly. I lick three of my fingers and start rubbing my clit. My body tenses up even more tightly. He starts fucking me a little faster. God, the rush of euphoria is absolutely extraordinary. I love the way he makes me feel. No other lover has ever made me feel as on top of the world. The upper half of my body raises as my moaning grows louder, less airy, more orgasmic. “Oh, fuck, baby!” I shout in ecstasy as I finish before him. He moans and leans in closer to me. “I love feeling you come, baby.”

“I love coming for you. It’s your turn now.”

“Who said it had to be anytime soon?”

 “Ugh, fuck, you’re perfect.” I grab his face and start making out with him. He feels sweaty, but I don’t care. I love it. He continues fucking me at the same pace, and I’m just feeling pure bliss. I absolutely love making love with this man.  He rises and places his hand over my neck. I love the way the lower half of my body numbs out so the rush of the euphoria intensifies. Everything is so perfect. I could get fucked for hours. I feel so relaxed, yet so alive. I claw at his arms, at his back. I start pulling on the ends of his hair, letting him know how much I love him. Before I know it, I feel his emission being released inside of me. He starts moaning and holding me close. I cling to him tightly as he finishes. He removes his semi-flaccid cock from my soaking wet pussy. I lean upward and give him a kiss on the cheek.

 “Fantastic as always, baby,” I tell him. He smirks at me and kisses me while holding onto my neck. “It sure was.”

I check my phone. The time reads 1:04 am. Yep, he sure is amazing.