Plucking A Finch

It was a lovely spring night, but it was a little warm inside. Jennie Finch was having a great time dancing with her boyfriend Pete. Like Jennie, Pete was an athlete, a really rugged guy. And he looked very dashing in the suit he wore.

Jennie wore a strapless, silky, green floor-length dress that showed just a little bit of her ample cleavage. She felt particularly elegant in that evening dress. It hugged her curves in all the right places. Her blonde hair fell down her back.

Pete grabbed her by the hand and they rushed to the middle of the floor. It was a slow dance. As the music began to play, they swayed to the rhythm, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. Jennie moved in close to Pete, being sure to rub against him.

The room was a whirl of color and noise, but Jennie didn't care. All that mattered to her was the warmth of Pete's hand and the beat of his heart next to hers.

"Dip me," she whispered. She kissed him, dipping so low she half-thought her boobs would burst out of her dress. She smiled. A little later, she thought.

The song ended. "I think it might be a good time to leave," Jennie said. Pete nodded.

They hurried outside into the cool night air. Jennie was holding onto Pete tightly. She wrapped herself around him and kissed him.

In short order, their car arrived. Pete helped Jennie into the back and slipped in next to her. As they drove through the empty streets, the lights of the city faded behind them. The neon lights surrendered to the soft light of streetlamps, stretching long shadows across the pavement. The anticipation grew with every passing mile, thick and palpable inside the car.

Jennie sat with her leg against his. Pete casually put his hand put his hand lightly on her thigh. She reached over and placed her hand on his crotch. He looked at her and smiled.

Now they turned the corner. "We're here," Pete said. They had arrived at a somewhat elegant hotel. The lobby was grand, with a crystal chandelier illuminating the marble floor with a golden light. They walked in hand in hand. Pete checked them in.

He took her hand and led her to the elevator. The doors closed, and the world outside felt a million miles away. Pete backed Jennie into the corner and kissed her hard. She ran her tongue in Pete's mouth while her hand once more wandered to his crotch. His hand went to her butt. Jennie was feeling very turned on.

He opened the door and they walked hand in hand down the hallway. Jennie was excited. She could barely feel the floor under her.

When the elevator bell rang and the doors slid open, he led her into the suite. As the door closed, Jennie unzipped her dress and took it off. Her boyfriend couldn't help but notice her sheer black bra and panties. They didn't leave much to his imagination.

Jennie walked over to Pete. She loosened his tie. Off it came. He took off his jacket. Jennie unzipped his pants and unbuckled his belt. They edged closer to each other. Now they kissed again. Their kisses grew more urgent, and their touches more exploratory.

Pete's fingers traced the curves of her jawline, down her neck, and along her collarbone. She trembled, her breath catching in her throat as he touched her in places no one ever had before.

Pete unhooked Jennie's bra. She had a big smile as she took it off, revealing her more than ample boobs. Pete noticed how well-rounded they were.

Pete began to suck on Jennie's nipples. Jennie knelt down on the ground. She kissed his left ball, then his right one, then his hard rod. Now she stuffed it into her mouth and began to lick it. She sucked hard. Pete was getting harder and harder. Jennie slurped it in.

Pete took his shirt off. Now he picked Jennie up and carried her over to the king-size bed. Jennie lay down, savoring the coolness of the sheets against her warm skin. Pete joined her there, his eyes blazing with hunger. He leaned in, brushing his lips against hers, and she melted into his embrace.

Their kiss grew deeper, more passionate, as his hands explored her body. Jennie slipped off her panties. She was already feeling aroused. She could feel her heart racing in her chest, a symphony of emotions playing out with every touch.

Pete's hand traveled to her hip, guiding her closer to him. With trembling fingers, she touched him, tracing her hands over his chest, the muscles under her fingertips.

Pete's fingers rubbed inside Jennie's pussy as she tugged on his hard cock. She was beginning to orgasm. She had been waiting for this moment.

"I want you so much," Jennie said softy, her voice barely above a whisper. She spread her legs wide she pulled Pete on top of her. He rolled over onto her and she eagerly wrapped her arms around her boyfriend.

His hard organ entered her. As they made love, the world outside the hotel suite ceased to exist. There was only the sound of their muffled gasps and the rustle of the sheets.

Pete began to pump her over and over. Jennie happily lay on the bed, wriggling with glee. She was beginning to shiver, despite the warmish temperature. Pete continued pumping, a little faster and a little harder with each thrust.

Jennie was about to burst. Her body tightened around him as she reached the peak of her first orgasm. Pete held her through it, his eyes never leaving hers. The intensity of the moment washed over her like a wave.

"Oh God, oh God, oh God!" Jennie screamed. "Ooooohhhhh Goooooood!" Pete smiled as he drove his hard cock deeper and deeper into sweet Jennie. She was shaking. Pete pushed even deeper into her.

"Haaaaa," she said. "Haaaaaaa!" She could barely catch her breath.

"Oh. My. God!" Now Jennie pulsed and shivered. Shivers and thrills filled her entire body. She could no longer contain herself.

Pete began to throb and pulsate. A stream poured from his organ. Then he went limp.

They lay there, their hearts still racing, their bodies entwined.

Jennie continued to shake. "That was beautiful," she whispered, her voice barely audible. They lay in silence for a while, their hearts slowly returning to a steady rhythm. Pete took her hand and held it, lacing their fingers together.

"Thank you for making it so perfect," she said. "That was really good!" She rolled over and kissed Pete.

They lay there for a while longer, basking in the glow of what they had shared together. "We should get some rest," Pete said, stroking her hair. Jennie laid her head on his arm and drifted off to sleep with a big smile.