Sienna directed me to a guest spot in her building's garage, and then led me up to the lobby to register my license plate. The concierge was a gracious middle-aged Hispanic man named Roberto who clearly loved Sienna like a daughter and wanted to know all about how her day was going, to my great consternation since all I wanted to do was get Sienna up to her apartment and fuck her senseless. Maybe Sienna sensed me bouncing on my toes next to her, because eventually she politely told Roberto we had to go. He gave the two of us a winking smile, and we turned and headed for the elevator.
On the way up, I turned to her, moved in, put the fingertips of one hand against her belly, made her back up against the wall. She bit her lip and looked up at me, her face turned almost in profile, but neither of us moved in for a kiss.
"There's a camera in here, I'm sure," I said.
"Uh-huh," she said.
"Roberto's watching."
"Yeah."
"We could give him a good show?"
She laughed. "He has seemed lonely lately."
"We could invite him up."
"Sure. I'll run the front desk while you two have at it."
I laughed, the elevator dinged, and the doors opened behind me.
Her apartment was incredible, high ceilinged and expensively furnished, two bedrooms but with no roommate and Sienna seemingly having no desire to find one. I don't know where she got her money from, whether it was from real parents or just a sugar parent like Trent, but I didn't ask. I just oohed and aahed at her stuff, at the bright natural light flooding through the window, and almost forgot what we were here to do.
But then Sienna walked over her to her glass dining table, hopped into a seat on the edge, spread her legs, and beckoned me over with a finger. I looked up her skirt as I approached, seeing a wet patch on the crotch of her panties, and then I was standing between her legs, and her hands were rising to caress my jaw, and we were making out there in the vast silence of her apartment.
My hands moved from her neck to her shoulders to her waist, then down to rest on the upper curves of her ass. Her legs wrapped around my waist and she briefly lifted herself up off the table and I was able to grab the hem of her skirt, pull it all up around her waist, push my hands fully under her and hold her bare ass, her cheeks wonderfully round and firm. I kept her lifted off the table for a bit, the tips of my fingers close to her butt crack, as we continued making out, her legs wrapped around me tightly and her arms casually draped around my shoulders and back. Her body was thin but athletic, her core strength impeccable.
I lowered her butt back down to the table and her hands dropped between us, lifting up the hem of my shirt to reveal my belt and starting to unbuckle it. My cock was pushing out down one leg, dying to be set free. While she worked on undoing my shorts I leaned in, pulled the collar of her polo aside and kissed her neck, up from her shoulder to the first wisps of blonde hair behind her ear. Then she pushed my shorts down my hips and my cock swung up, liberated.
"Holy shit," she said, a hand flying to her mouth, looking down at it, her eyes wide. "So much bigger than Trent's."
Funny, Lily had said the same thing.
One of Sienna's hands came down to it, wrapped tentatively around it, gave it a tugging twist. I moaned, kept kissing her shoulder, opened my mouth and wrapped my teeth around the muscle leading up to her neck. Her hands kept twisting around my cock, in and out, in and out. I moved my mouth further up her neck, kissed it, wrapped my teeth around here too. She moaned, rested her head sideways against mine, her hands still slowly jacking me off.
I lifted my face from her neck, looked down at where her hands worked my dick, and her eyes dropped down as well. I inched forward, pushed my hips closer, and the tip of my cock pushed against the wet crotch of her panties. She moaned, and started gyrating her hips slowly, dragging the front of her underwear against the tip of my penis, while we both watched it, watched the fabric and her labia pushing around against my head.
She took one hand off my dick and used it to pull the crotch of her underwear aside, revealing her pussy. She was shaved clean, everything here pristine and the lightest shade of pink, glistening with wetness. She pulled my tip in against her lips, causing herself to moan, then pushed it up and down the length of her vulva, just spreading her labia, just teasing her clit.
She lifted her eyes and I lifted mine and we looked at each other from only a couple inches apart, her continuing to drag the head of my dick up and down her vagina.
"Do you think you can handle it?" I said.
She smiled, tilted her head, looked down at it as if she were doing measurements.
