They made their way into his '67 Chevrolet Impala. He would take her to his apartment. She rolled down the window and looked outside, while he took a long gaze at her before putting the car into gear and driving off. She lit a cigarette, and let the smoke drift outside. She ran her finger under her dress, she was getting wet in anticipation of what lay ahead. Every now and then, he glanced at her, he wanted her then, right there. He would not let himself succumb to the lust, instead he would tease her. He used his left hand to steer, and he steered his right hand towards her legs. He found his way towards the wet heat, separated her legs and reached her center, but was blocked by her panties. He took his hand out, but to his surprise he found that she lowered her black lace panties down and let it rest near her feet. His hand tried to resume its previous position, but she shrugged him away. Instead, her own fingers seeped towards her desperate pussy and she leaned as far back as the seat would allow, inserting a finger and then two into her pussy. While she smoked her cig with one hand, she masturbated with the other. His mouth opened slightly in an awestruck gaze, and he had difficulty concentrating on the road. Luckily, they arrived at his apartment soon. He led her in his arms up into his house, leaving her panties behind in the car.
They threw themselves on his bed as soon as they entered his apartment. The slow beats on the dance floor and the wait in the car gave way to frenzied primal instinct. She took his shirt off and unbuckled his belt in a flash. He stood erect on his knees, while she removed his trousers and boxers. He was hard. She gazed at his long, thick tool for a second before gripping them and sliding her palm up and down the shaft. She kissed the tip of his circumcised cock before wrapping her mouth around it. He looked down at her and saw her enjoying what she was doing, taking all of him in her mouth. He reached behind her neck to free the clasp that kept her dress together, and let it fall on the bed. She wore no bra. He admired her petite but perky breasts, and hard, pointed nipples as she performed fellatio on him. He fell to his knees, and they kissed for the second time.
Long, slow. Making her lie down, he climbed atop her. He sucked her neck until his lips left behind a mark, a mark that would give her goose-bumps for a week. He licked the inside of her ears. She took his cock in her hands and began kneading it with her palm, but he declined it and instead his fingers slithered towards her pussy, tracing a fingernail down her body. He thumbed her clitoris, even as he sucked her nipples until they were hard as stone. He guided his cock into her vagina. She was eager, and had waited long enough. Quick, she begged him. He did not disappoint. Starting off slowly, but building speed with every thrust, he fucked her.
Moaning, she ran one palm over his chest, flicking his nipples while her other palm did the same to hers. He abruptly stopped his urgent thrusts, and she understood. She quickly shifted position to lie on her palms and knees, and he entered her from behind. More comfortable now, the two of them arched their backs as his cock slipped up and down inside her pussy. They built steam once more, working up to a feverish pace. The only sounds were her moans and the slaps that his cock made when it banged against her. He held her butt firmly as he continued to fuck her from behind. He was going to come soon. She urged him to come inside her, and it was an invitation he would not decline. Two more thrusts and he came, shooting a flood of cum inside her. She had reached her peak too, and he had just enough for one more thrust.
"Oh Matthew! I'm going to come! Matthew!" and she came, letting out a long, exhausted moan.
"Matthew? Matthew!" she snaps me out of my reverie, "are you with me?"
"Uh yeah, I think I got carried away..." I reply, and it takes a second to gather myself.
She looks up, and says in a seductive drawl, "Do you want to go outside?"
