Their hands encountered clothing and both felt frustration at the barrier between them. They acted almost as a single entity as they pulled and ripped at the clothing both desperate to be naked and longing to feel the naked flesh of the other… feel it, caress it, taste it, take it. Soon the clothing was gone and their bodies were pressed against each other. Their hands caressing more intimately, Liz stroking Bobby's erection as Bobby kneed and squeezed her breasts. Both felt the passion and the hunger growing stronger, both wanted to taste, Liz dropped to her Knees in front of Bobby to lick, then suck his wonderful cock, taking it inside her, wanting to suck him into her. Bobby sighed and moaned as he felt her hot, wet mouth enclose his throbbing dick. He wanted this but he wanted more. Grabbing her hair he drags her to her feet and then almost throws her on the bed, ignoring her cries of discomfort and disappointment as his erection has been ripped from her mouth.
Once on the bed, Bobby crawls over Liz, so he can taste her too. They each get to taste intimately as they end up in a 69 position each licking, kissing, sucking and caressing. They each use their hands to explore the others ass, caressing and probing, as their mouths taste the juices each is producing. Suddenly, as if on a silent signal that only they can hear they move to kiss, each tasting themselves from the lips of the other. The moment has stretched long enough and they each need more. Liz grabs Bobby's cock and guides it to her wet pussy as Bobby pins Liz's shoulders to the bed and roughly sucks and bites her nipples. Then in one hard thrust he is in. Liz screams and Bobby groans as they each feel the other in or around them. His cock seems to fill her, stretch her as never before. Her pussy is so hot, so wet and so tight gripping him, enveloping him. Then they need more, each grasping or pulling at the other as their hips move in the age old rhythm of sex, lust and love. They grunt and growl at each other, grinding sexes together, riding towards their climax. Each wanting to achieve heaven, each wanting to please the other, in their minds deep recesses each just wanting the act itself. Their passions running wild they use each other roughly, fingers digging into soft flesh, nails ripping skin. Each knowing that this will hurt eventually, but now in their passion each welcoming the sensations, each wanting them, each reaching for complete satisfaction. Their panting breath and animal noises getting ever faster, their wild thrusting and bucking also speeding up each welcomes the approaching culmination with a sense of complete glee. They speed up further and thrust harder, grip tighter and scream at each other that they are coming. As they each reach the heights of satisfaction and pleasure. Moments that feel like eternities pass in a dreamlike haze of passion and fulfilment as each body jerks, shudders and shivers its way to climax.
Then suddenly it is over. They each move slightly, so they are apart from each other, each coming back to earth after their shared experience of the universe. They both wore identical grins of satisfaction and each bore the marks of passion, scratches and bruises just beginning to show. Each showed concern to the other apologising, then smiling at the memory. They without a word they both knew that there would be a next time, when perhaps it would be gentler, more loving, and there would definitely be other things to do and ideas to explore, each smiled.
