They got to the prom, a nice reception hall. It was gigantic.
They danced to every song, occasionally they'd get a drink, but for the most part, they danced all night. They got their prom pictures, and decided it was getting boreing, and they left in the limo, to his new apartment. Daniel carried Danielle up the stairs as if they had just been married. She giggled, and they both were laughing, and eventually, they made it to the room.
"Hey, Danielle, I think i love you."
She froze for a moment, and smiled.
"I think i might love you too. I had such a wonderful night."
"I want to make love to you. If you dont want to, its ok, but i've had this feeling all night"
Daniel aproached Danielle slowly, so as not to make it seem like thats all he wanted to do fuck. He wanted to make love. That's completely different then fucking. You put feeling into it. And he really felt for her. And she had felt for him too, for a very long time. They were standing, because they hadnt made it far enough into the apartment to find a seat. Frank reached his hand out, and caressed her cheek with the back of his hand. He looked deep into her eyes and said "Danielle, will you let me love you?" She was so shocked that someone had asked, someone cared enough to actually ask, that he looked into her eyes, and she could see into those beautiful brown eyes, and could tell he wasnt doing this just to get laid.
It meant something to him. She shivered because she felt the same way about him. For a very long time, especially at the prom, she always felt an extremely big connection with him. Something she could never avoid. Finally, she snapped out of it and said "Yes, Daniel. I want you to make love to me, and i want to love you back."
They sarted kissing, he was stroking her hair, and she had her hands around his shoulders, occasionally rubbing the back of his head. Their kiss was so passionate, it made Danielle shiver, and moan slightly, just because the touch of his lips were so gentile, not agressive. He started feeling her up, working his way over to her right breast.
He caressed it softly, and started caressing her left breast with his other hand. She moaned softly, her nipples were sensative, especially to HIS touch. They continued to kiss as he unzipped the back of her gown. It was sleevless, so it fell to the floor, revealing her in a cute blue thong, and a matching bra. Her breasts were large, and firm. He moved his hands up and down her soft, luscious body, and she started removing his tuxedo jacket. Then his undershirt, and so on, until he was only in his boxers. They never parted lips. Only when she removed his shirt over his head, and when they had to breathe. They kept exploring eachothers mouths with their tongues, as they inched towards the bedroom.
They finally made it there, and Daniel gently pushed Danielle on the bed. Her legs dangled over the bed, and he told her to lift up her butt, so he could remove her thong. She did so, and she removed her bra while this happened. She could see his cock sticking out of his boxers, so she leaned over, and rubbed the outside of his boxers. She then helped him take them off, finally they were naked. Christina's legs were still dangling off the bed. Her knees were on the edge of the bed, and Daniel was leaned over on top of her, kissing her passionatly. He kneeled on the floor, and started playing with her clit with his fingers. He parted her pussy lips, and kissed her right on her clit, and on her pussy. She moaned with extreme pleasure, so he knew he was hitting the right spots.
He then slid his tongue through her slightly wet pussy, making it even wetter than before. He darted his tongue in and out professionally, and played with her clit with his other hand. She was quivering, and her pussy kept tensing up slightly, so he started going faster, more agressivly. He really worked her clit, and stuck not 2, but 3 fingers in her pussy, and licked some of the juices that were coming out off of his fingers. Her body started to really tense up. He knew she was going to cum.
So he started going faster than before, hearing her moan every time he went in, and her orgasm was so intense, her body made her sit almost completely upright as she came all over his fingers, onto his face, and some on the red silk bed sheets. She was in complete ecstasy, and she shivered at the fact that her orgasm was extremely pleasurable. He crawled up on top of her, and he kissed her neck gently, then nibbled on her ear, then kissed her on the lips. He then guided his cock into her pussy, and started rocking back and forth. He then grabbed her hands, with his cock still in her, sat her up, liftet her by her hips, and leaned her against the wall.
He never left her pussy as he did this. He then pushed her up and down on the wall as he thrust his cock into her. She had her head tilted back, and moaned extremely loud. He played with her clit with one hand, and the other supported her as he rocked her up and down on his cock. Tears strolled down her eyes. It felt so good, she had to cry, just a little. She's never felt so much pleasure in her life. With her on the wall, his cock inside her hot, throbbing pussy, his hand rubbing her clit, he could easly suck on her breasts. He moved from one breast to another, and she was ready to come again. She came, screaming loudly, tears still trickling down her face, feeling so wonderful, so passionate, it cant possibly be explained.
