This is part 2 in the New Guy in Town series. again let me know what you think.
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Meghan led me down the hall by the crotch, my sight was blurred either by the alcohol or perhaps the brain melting orgasm I had just experienced moments earlier during our elevator ride. My mind cleared long enough to realize that we were walking down my hallway, and then I saw my door as I was pulled past it. We came to a sudden stop at the next door. Meghan turned back to me her eyes sparkling with unbridled lust. She pulled a key from her pocket and leapt into my arms. Our lips met with a loud smack, and parted immediately as our tongues tangled together in a way that was becoming blissfully familiar. I felt her hands wrap around my neck pulling me deeper into her kiss, and her legs wrap around my waist molding herself to my body. She pressed a key into my hand, never breaking our kiss. I hooked my right forearm under her ass, and slid the key into the lock. The door slid open without a noise and I awkwardly walked into Meghan's darkened apartment, with her clinging to me for dear life.
Meghan's right hand reached out blindly and flipped the light switch. Our kiss lost some of its urgency, and degraded into soft pecks before she pulled back with a smile, unwrapped herself from me and let herself down. She smiled sheepishly as she turned and walked across the living room.
"Welcome to my apartment." She said, all the while busying herself with a very large stereo system.
I reached back and shut the door. I walked slowly over to where she stood with her back to me and planted a soft kiss on the back of her neck. She groaned softly, and reached back to run her hand through my hair.
"Go sit down on the couch, baby, I've got a surprise." she whispered.
I turned and walked over to the couch and sat down. I had no idea what to expect in the way of a surprise but I'm not one to argue with a beautiful woman. A few moments later music began to fill the room. I recognized it instantly. Marvin Gaye's "Lets Get It On." She turned to face me, a devilish grin spreading across her angelic face. She began to dance with the music her hips swaying in time with beat. I was mesmerized. Meghan then began to run her hands over her chest very slowly, her palms ran in ragged circles around her tiny breasts, occasionally stopping long enough to pinch at her nipples. She took a few steps toward me and thrust her hands into her crotch. She threw her head back with a moan, and rubbed gently against her hand.
She opened her eyes and gazed at me. Her intent was clear, she was going to get me wound up and then fuck me until I couldn't walk straight. She sashayed over to my position on the couch and pushed me back. She straddled my lap and continued her intoxicating lap dance. Her hands began to run over her legs, and back over her crotch, she laid her head against my shoulder as she roughly masturbated through her pants. My hand moved to relieve her of her duties, but it was met with her hand putting it back where it had come from.
"No touching." she whispered into my ear as she continued to grind against herself. Her hands soon pulled away from her crotch and slid up and under her shirt, I could plainly see her hands moving around under tight top. They settled on her breasts in unison. This show was quickly becoming too much for my senses. My cock was a rigid beast begging for release from the confines of my pants. She began to grind her crotch against mine and her eyes flew open.
"Looks like someone's excited." she said with a laugh.