Becky & Craig

He moved his lips to my ear again. 'I've been wanting to fuck you all night Becky.'

A wave went through my stomach and my pussy clenched on his cock. He jerked at the unexpectedness of the clench and let out a moan. He was sliding in and out of me now. I could feel his whole cock move out then in again. The strokes were driving me wild. I was pushing down on his cock urging him in deeper with each thrust. I couldn't control myself. I was rocking back and forth on him. He started pounding his hard cock into me again and again. His hands were on my waist holding me as he fucked me. He was looking down, watching his cock shining with my juices, moving in and out of my pussy. My hands were on his back. The muscles he was using to fuck me were unbelievable, with every thrust his whole lower body was trying to help him deeper into me.

Then I felt it coming. His pelvic bone had been rubbing my clit with every move. I could see the hair around his cock was wet from me. My breathing quickened and my hands were desperately clutching the skin of his back, trying to pull him into me more. God I was going to cum. I was moaning. He sensed it too.

'MMmmmm...Becky...cum for me,'

He wasn't trying to keep quiet anymore.

'Cum for me.... Fuuuck....cum for me while I'm inside you... GOD I love fucking you.... your pussy is amazing!'

His breathing was quick too now. We were both going to cum.

'FUCK!' I shouted out, his hand moved from my waist and covered my mouth. My whole body convulsed on him.

'...God Craig...,' I moaned.

I couldn't control myself, his hand was desperately trying to stifle my shouts of pleasure. I threw my head back convulsing with every wave of spasm after spasm, my body pushed my pussy down so hard on his cock and my back arched again and again fucking him wildly. I almost knocked him off balance. My body was still fucking him in its spasms, clenching on his hard cock, when he came too.

'OH...FUUUCK,' he gasped as he convulsed and lost control.

With his next wave he groaned deep in his throat trying hard not to shout out again. I was still rocking back and forth on him in my last waves of orgasm when he almost collapsed on me pushing me hard up against the door, his cock moving still deep in me. His hands holding my waist while he fucked me through his orgasm. I felt his warm cum starting to drip out of my pussy down my thigh, being forced out of me with each thrust.

He was breathless now. We both were. Our bodies slowly stopped thrusting. The tiredness suddenly fell over me. He looked at me. My heart skipped a beat. This guy was gorgeous. He lent into me and kissed me. Softly this time, taking time to touch every part of my lips with his. I could have stayed there all night kissing him. I felt the cold night air hit me too. I shivered. He held me close to him, trying to keep me warm. He slowly pulled out of me, letting my pussy adjust to his cock withdrawing and lowered my leg from his waist. God my muscles ached.

As he moved away I saw his cock and his balls covered in my juices and his cum, almost down his thighs. It almost started to turn me on again. He bent down to pull his jeans and boxers up. I adjusted my skirt, feeling all our juices down my legs too. I found my knickers and stuffed them in my bag. He found his keys and let us in. The warmth in the house made me even more tired.

I slipped off his jacket that I was still wearing. He kicked off his shoes and took my hand to lead me upstairs. Once in his bedroom, he took off his jeans and wet boxers then his t-shirt and dumped it in a pile on the floor. His body was amazing. I couldn't help but stare at it.

'I need a shower,' he said.

I looked up realising I was staring at him. I nodded. 'Me too.'

'There is a towel in the bathroom and you can have one of my t shirts if you want.'

He grabbed a clean t-shirt that was so big, it seemed it would drown me. I smiled.

'Back in a sec!'

He headed out of the room. Feeling exhausted, I started to undress. I couldn't believe what had just happened, I felt I was dreaming. If I hadn't lost my keys none of this would have happened. I smiled to myself. I bent to pick up my clothes when something caught my eye, something familiar. When Craig had dumped his jeans on the floor, something had fallen loose from his pocket.

My keys! Oh my God! I was shocked. I picked them up to make sure they were mine. No mistake. I headed to the bathroom to ask what the hell was going on. I opened the bathroom door to find him standing in the shower with his face to the water, eyes closed, obviously enjoying the warm water. He looked stunning. He was slowly rubbing his crotch washing all our juices away. I just watched his semi-hard cock. Then he opened his eyes and saw me. He smiled. I flushed when I realised I was completely naked, forgetting I had undressed before finding the keys. The Keys!!

I held them up for him to see. He looked embarrassed.

'Oh,' he said. 'You found your keys.'

'Yes!' I said crossing my arms, 'whats going on?'

He cleared his throat, 'Well you, er, dropped them in the pub. I was coming over to tell you when that fight broke out. By the time the police realised I had nothing to do with it, I went back in the pub and found your keys but you were gone. I went outside and saw you head off in the taxi. I figured I would just follow you and give them back to you when you got out of the taxi.'

'Well why didn't you?' I asked.

'Well....,' he started, 'I figured if I just gave you the keys I probably wouldn't see you again. I had seen you in the pub and was thinking of a way to come over. When you dropped your keys it was a perfect excuse. Until the fight stopped me that is. So I followed you for a while in my car to make sure you were ok while I thought of something to say so you wouldn't just go home. But you looked cold so I stopped you and was ready to admit defeat when the excuse came to drive you to the taxi rank and things took themselves on from there.' He grinned.

He was obviously pleased with himself.

I couldn't help but smile back. If only he knew that I was thinking of a way to get him in my flat too.

I looked at him and noticed his cock was getting hard again. Seeing him in the shower had certainly started to make me wet again. He slowly stroked his cock as though teasing me.

'So you mad I didn't give them straight back to you?' he smiled.

I smiled back and stepped into the shower with him, thoughts of my tiredness and anger suddenly gone...