[This is the twelfth chapter in the series
HouseKeeping
. It would be best if you could first read Chapters 1 through 11 so you can gain the benefit of knowing the backstory of Chapter 12. This chapter has a little more than sex in it in, actually a lot more sex in it, an effort to keep the attention of the horny readers. But the story is still erotic as hell for those who enjoy erotic tension and voyeuristic pleasures. As always, please feel free to offer any feedback you want. An author always values feedback from his readers.]
With the blessings of Mrs. Yarrow, and with the total lack of attention given us by the other ten people in the room, Kelsey and I quietly walked away. As we headed up the stairs toward our third floor suite, I could still hear the sounds of lovemaking behind us. And before we even topped the stairs on the first landing, I just couldn't stand it any more. I grabbed Kelsey from behind and pressed her back to the wall. Then I kissed her ferociously. After several seconds I pulled away a couple inches and looked her in the eyes. She could see the lust and passion on my face, and I could see it echoed on hers. And then I kissed her again. Our hands pawed each other with an urgency that was almost scary. I kissed her lips and I kissed her throat and I kissed her ears -- hell, I kissed everything that was exposed. And then I started undressing her so I could kiss even more places. But just as I finished removing her top and baring her breasts, I hesitated. My self-control amazed me because I wanted to continue so badly. Kelsey was almost gasping for breath and asked me what was wrong between nibbling on my right ear and shoving her left hand into my pants. I managed to control my breathing enough to blurt out the words.
"You said that what you wanted to do to me should be done behind closed doors, and I don't see any doors." It was almost agony for me, but I was giving her the option to hold off until we made it to our room. She paused for maybe two seconds and then gasped her response.
"They are all too busy in there. No one will be leaving that room for at least an hour. So, please, shut up and fuck me!" And she shoved her hand even deeper into my pants, seeking my cock with her fingers. So I shrugged and went back to her awesome breasts.
I took a breast in each hand and almost smashed them flat to her chest, feeling the hard nipples almost pierce my palms. But in spite of the violence of my passion there was simply too much tit-flesh to smash entirely. More than enough boob was left over for me to squeeze and play with as I lowered my mouth to the closest nipple.
My god, her breasts are so incredible,
I almost shouted out loud for what seemed to be the hundredth time since meeting her. It seemed apparent to me, or it would have had I actually been thinking at the moment, that her body would never stop thrilling me.
The moan that escaped her throat inspired me further. I reached into the long slit in the front of her skirt and cupped her bare pussy. It seemed so hot that it almost burned my fingers. Yet somehow those fingers continued on their quest to climb her mound and enter the cave they found there.
"Oh, fuck!" The words escaped her, sounding almost hoarse in the silence of the stairway.
Kelsey was so wet that it was easy to slip two fingers deep into her pussy. As I worked them in and out, she was frantically trying to slide my slacks off my ass and down my legs. She pulled away from me far enough to get them down to my ankles, requiring my fingers to stop penetrating her pussy, something that I hoped would be only a temporary situation. It was almost as if my hand had a mind of its own and that mind was intent on fucking her pussy. Of course, my other mind was intent on the same task and my dick was positively aching for it. Even as Kelsey engulfed my cock in her very talented mouth, I was aware of my need to ram that same cock into her slit.
I REALLY wanted to fuck Kelsey!
With my pants around my ankles, I returned the favor. I worked her dress down over her full hips and further down her shapely legs, kneeling as I pushed her dress down her legs. As she stepped out of the dress, I was at eye level with her glorious pussy. I could see her outer lips puffed up from her excitement, almost looking like they were inflated. I had never seen them so swelled with passion. And her inner lips were spread, reaching out to me to taste them and to penetrate them. And as much as I wanted to thrust my tongue deep into her hole, my dick spoke with even louder desire. So I merely looked with longing at her pussy folds, and then I stood up.
As we stood eye to eye for a moment, I gently took her face in my hands and kissed her softly with my tongue just stroking the outside of her lips without penetrating. Without even thinking of it, the words escaped my lips.
"I love you, Kelsey."
Oh my god, did I really say that?
I almost panicked at the thought of what those words meant. It was bad enough that I have been thinking those words today, but to actually say them threw me into a momentary panic.
Kelsey seemed to notice my panic and she stepped in with an attempt to soothe my fears. "I love you, too, Todd." When she said it softly and gently, she acted like it was a simple comment, something normal that people say to each other. But as I looked deep into her eyes, I realized that she had not offered a simple comment. She had not stated something normal that people say to each other. Kelsey had declared her heart!
And it felt so GOOD! I wanted to shout it to the world!
I kissed her again. And again. And again. The passion between us grew and became ferocious, almost angry. I firmly pushed her down to lay on the thickly carpeted stairs. Still kissing her, and with her hands roaming all over my body, I aligned myself carefully. I paused for just a moment, looking deep into her eyes again, and then just pushed forward. Not hard and not cruelly, but certainly forcefully. In one thrust I was balls deep in her pussy and bumping into the end of her tunnel. She screamed as I entered her, not in pain because she was so wet but in excitement because she was so turned on. And the noise of her passionate outburst went unnoticed because no one was there to hear it. And she made more noises and even louder noises as I pistoned into her pussy with abandon. Within minutes I felt my balls tighten and my cum preparing to make the forceful trip from my body into hers. But just before I could cum, Kelsey almost screamed her own orgasm. As the walls of her pussy clamped down on my dick, making it harder to move in and out, it tipped me over the edge. I poured what seamed like gallons of jizz into her love hole. Spurt after spurt left my dick under great pressure and crashed against the inner walls of her already lubricated pussy. I shouted, announcing my release to the whole world.
"Oh my god, I feel you cumming. I feel your cream filling me up. Oh, Todd, you feel so good cumming in me. Oh, Todd, FUCK ME!" She uttered more words, making less and less sense as she was quickly overwhelmed by our mutual orgasms. Soon, she quieted down as her crashing orgasm seemed to leave her senseless, uttering only meaningless words and then quiet sounds.
Silence reigned on the softly carpeted stairway of Yarrow House. Only the quiet breathing of the two lovers could be heard, and those sounds were becoming quieter by the second as we recovered from our passion.
"Oh, Kelsey, you were awesome! Magnificent! I cannot tell you how awesome that was." She laughed gently with that soft and musical laugh of hers.
