Fun and Games

"Ethan!" I gasped, "Oh god, Ethan, I'm going to cum!"

He pulled his fingers out of my hole and pulled my head up to swallow my scream in a lust-filled kiss. My fingers dug hard into his shoulders as my body locked in orgasmic shudders. I felt my juices gush out of my pussy and pool on the table. As I came down from my high, I returned his kiss forcefully, tasting his sweet lips and tongue while he lowered me back to the table.

We broke apart gasping (myself especially) and he stood back to inspect me again, propped up on my elbows. His eyes bored into mine forever, allowing me a chance to recover. I looked at the tension in his face. His eyes were intense and his jaw line was tense from holding himself back. He had his hands braced on the table, almost like he was about to pounce. I couldn't help but smile. He was being so considerate of my needs.

My eyes traveled down his lean body to the front of his pants. The bulge was considerable and had been sorely neglected in all the excitement. I began to fantasize about him again, imagining his hard, round cock waiting for me. I wanted to wrap my hands around it and lick the engorged head, tasting his delicious cum...

My breathing had quickened as I stared at his erection beneath his pants and I licked my lips. He smiled and undid his belt at my obvious lustful cues. I sat up and braced myself on my hands, completely mesmerized. He undid his pants and let them and his underwear drop to the floor. He stepped out of them and his shoes and socks, to stand completely naked before me, but I wasn't really paying attention to that. Before me was his cock; erect and proud, waiting for me just like I imagined.

It was the perfect size, big enough to take my breath away, but not unnecessarily so. It nearly reached my pussy between my outstretched legs. I sat up straight and reached out, a bit more tentatively than I meant to. So smooth and warm. The tips of my fingers caressed the silky rod before me first. Tracing little designs along the rigid member, I paid extra attention to the large head. I wrapped my hand around his cock and circled my thumb around the tip. He was already starting to leak precum and I covered my thumb in it. It was so warm and tempting; I couldn't help myself. I brought my thumb to my lips and sucked, thinking about his cock in place of my finger. My pussy started throbbing again and my ass shifted around on the table.

When I opened my eyes again, Ethan looked like he was in pain. His cock had nearly risen to his belly and seemed even larger than before. "Sarah..." he managed through his clenched jaw, "you're not helping."

I smiled coyly, leaned over and planted a soft kiss on his cheek. Only briefly pausing to look in his eyes (which radiated something that resembled hate), I got onto my hands and knees and spread my legs, shivering when my lower lips came apart. I lowered my head to his rigid member and daintily brought my tongue to its tip. I heard him inhale above me and his hands came to my head. As he took out each of the remaining pins, I licked his entire cock, base to tip, leaving not a single bit of velvety skin untouched. He tasted warm and salty and his male scent was even stronger. I could still hear him above me. His breathing was getting heavier and I low growl would bubble in his throat each time my tongue traveled agonizingly slow up the underside of his erection.

I finally slid my lips over the sensitive head and, with my tongue pressing firmly against the very tip; I began to suck on his beautiful cock. My own crotch had grown very frustrated during all this and I couldn't help but bring a hand to my wet lips and touch myself. My moan was stifled with his cock in my mouth, but that did not matter. I began to inch my lips slowly down his cock, bringing more and more of his manhood into my greedy mouth. His hands had finished taking the pins out of my hair and now held my head to subtly guide me down his length. I kept going until I couldn't fit any more of him in my mouth and wrapped my nimble fingers around the rest. I slid my lips up and down his velvet rod while my hand squeezed the base. My thumb traced little circles underneath his cock and every time my lips reached its head, my tongue would swirl around the end, giving it an extra hard suck before I continued.

His hands were starting to grab at my hair forcefully, getting even more insistent as my speed increased. He only excited me further when little groans escaped his throat and the hand massaging my pussy became more frantic. Faster and faster I went, my head bobbing at a speed I didn't know I was capable of. My hand had gone form light squeezing to jacking off the rest of his member I could wrap my lips around. He had large amounts of my hair balled in his fists and yanked my head up painfully.

His movements were so sudden and harsh that they left me momentarily disoriented. Before I could firmly grasp what was happening, he lifted me by my arms and sat me on the edge of the table. As he kissed me roughly, he ripped my panties off and drove his cock into my wet cunt. I gasped aloud, but his lips smothered my own and drank any sound I made.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and tried to match his swift pace. He buried himself to the hilt each time he thrust into my tight pussy and somehow managed a frantic pace that would have left me in awe if I had been capable of thought at that time. My arms were wrapped around his back and my fingers clutched his shoulders as I pulled myself into him, using all my strength to match the power of his thrusts. His rough hands grabbed my ass and enthusiastically helped. Our sweat-soaked bodies slid together easily and each time our hips met, little moans and grunts accented the sounds of our torsos slapping together; mine were high and breathy, like little squeals of hunger and delight while his were low and carnal, more like an animalistic growl that elicited images of a crazed lion attacking his prey.

I could feel my own animal inside rattling its cage again and through heavy lids I could tell the same was true for him. My pussy started to flutter and grab desperately at his cock and my body grew rigid. His fingers dug painfully into my ass as I came and he fucked me harder and faster than I thought I ever had before. A guttural scream built in the back of my throat and came out with nearly as much force as my orgasm had.

I came for a long time, almost as thought my body was waiting until he was done for me to be allowed to breathe. It was magical, the moment I felt his body go rigid and his hot seed fill my cunt. He pumped his cock in my pussy until I milked out every drop and finally stopped. I gasped when my orgasm ended at last and my body instantly went limp. Ethan shook violently and leaned his full weight against me. We stayed in each other's arms for support until the chorus of our panting was interrupted by a rich, exhausted laugh.

"I thought about you and I a lot in school, but that was... I never would have believed it."

I just smiled and laid my head on his should. "It was a long time coming, wasn't it?"

He just kissed my neck and shoulder in response and pulled his softened member out of my raw pussy. I had a feeling that I was going to feel this in the morning, but I didn't really care. It had been a while since I last got that kind of attention and I wasn't about to regret it.

We ended our embrace and he gingerly lifted me off the table and set me on the floor. I kissed him softly on the cheek before he let me go and I started to wander around the table and look for my clothes. My dress was in a pile off to the side and I picked that up happily, but my panties were another story. I held them up to him, making sure the large rip making them not wearable was clearly visible. He had already gotten his pants on and was sitting on the lounge chair working on his socks and shoes. He beamed at my ruined panties, but still apologized.

"Sorry about that. I got a little excited," he chuckled.

"Oh, it's quite alright. They were only $47.99 on sale."

"Why do you beautiful women insist on buying expensive underwear when you know that one day a man is going to come along and tear them off you?"

"Unfortunately, you sex-crazed men fantasize about the expensive underwear," I replied, wiggling into my dress. I hooked the straps around my neck and started trying to gather the pins for my hair. Ethan had finished dressing and sat back on the couch, staring at me.

"You said that Kathy has these often, right?"

"Every month or so," I said with a few pins stuck in my teeth. I tried to do what I could with my hair to keep it from being completely obvious that we had just hooked up like a couple of horny teens in a basement.

He continued looking at me thoughtfully and shook his head. "Well, that's much too long to wait to see you again." He stood up and walked over as I stuck the last couple pins into my half decent up-do. "I'd like to see you again before that."

The smile that crept across my face was filled with every devious intention that could come to a woman's mind when she realizes that there is a sexy man who wants to "see" her again. "I would be more than happy to see you again."

His smile mirrored my own and only grew more suggestive when he said, "I think it would be best if you forgot about underwear altogether then."