Holiday Fun

Taking her hips and lifting her easily, Danny spun Siobhan as they walked back to their hotel room in the light of the street lamps and neon glare of nightclub signs. The deep bass beat revibrated out from those clubs as they laughed together. His hand teasing over her bare thigh, the electricity of the touch was palpable to them both as they walked through the warm night.

It was their first holiday together. They'd left the cold, wet climate of Scotland together and walking through the heat of the Canary Island night, their skin dark from the tan their naturally pale skin had managed to take, they couldn't keep their hands off one another.

Two weeks of constantly wanting more and more of one another. Of ravishing one another, tearing at one another. Sucking, biting, fucking one another in the room they'd managed to scrape together their meagre student income to afford. Age 22 and living with their parents, this was a freedom they'd never known, and they were taking full advantage of it. The energy and enthusiasm of youth, their lust for one another as they explored together, had meant they had tried more together sexually in those two weeks than they had previously known in their whole sexual experience.

Danny spanked Siobhan's gorgeous, thick ass, grabbing the firm rump under her short, floating skirt as they rounded the corner to the front doors of the hotel. She spun on her heel and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pulling him in close and kissing him greedily, tongue writhing with his, moaning gently as she felt herself getting wet again, fuck, she was already tender from the last couple of weeks but after tonight she knew he was wound up, she knew she wanted more, and he was going to give her what she fucking wanted! Biting his bottom lip, she looked up into his eyes as she let it slip from her front teeth, hazel eyes sultry as her lips curled in a grin, her teeth flashing, her midline gap making that smile unique.

She turned and pushed the glass door wide, stepping into the marble hallway, and skipped up the stairs ahead of him. He watched her go her hips swaying, he couldn't help but think of her in the strip club they'd been in together. The way she watched the girls on stage. The way she'd picked one for the private booth. Had writhed together as the toned, gorgeous African queen had danced, stripped, touched her gently.

He shuddered and followed her eagerly, feeling his cock lengthen in the denim shorts. He began walking along the corridor and seen her leaning against the door to their room, swinging her black G-string in her finger, the scrap of lace setting something off in him, something primal.

He unlocked the door and slammed it open, they rushed in, drunk and turned on beyond all reason.

He grabbed her shoulder and pushed her back against wall, kissing her as he pinned her up against the firm plaster, his lips on hers, breath heavy, tongues rolling against one another fiercely. He rolled his hand up her thigh, brushing his forefinger over her swollen pussy lips, pressing firmly, making sure she felt that grind against her swelling clit.

She moaned, her knees bending slightly as she melted against his grasp. As she felt the unyielding wall against her back, her submissive tendency rearing and she whimpered as she felt his lips move from his, stubble rough against her soft skin as it his caress moved over her jaw, her neck, biting and suckling on her ear lobe. She let out a moan as his fingers soaked in her slick desire, as they pushed up and curled into her. Stretching her out as his knuckles plunged into her and she gave into her needs, to his lust.

Danny withdrew his glistening fingers, tracing the tips over her small, firm breast where the front of her dress plunged and revealed her gorgeous, modest cleavage.

His fingers moved up over her chin, swirled over her already slick lips, teasing her. She rolled her tongue out and gently lapped at his fingers. Eyes flashing she she held his gaze. Licking the desire from his fingers, opening her mouth, inviting him to plunge his fingers in, which he obliged, firmly pushing his fingers between her lips, pushing down firmly on her tongue. She suckled the sweet nectar and moaned, feeling him taking control as the rest of his hand grasped her lower jaw.

He leaned in close, she felt her hair catch in his stubble as his lips, inches from her ear as he growled, "You can't get enough, can you, my slut?!" His breathing getting heavier, she could hear it.

She nodded, grasping at his cock through his jeans. She could feel the thick, eager shaft straining for her. Her eyes now seemed to plead as they gazed into his green eyes, nodding in agreement to his command, it wasn't really a question.

"On the bed for me!" he snarled as he withdrew his fingers from her mouth. He'd come to recognize just how much she enjoyed him being dominant, and all he wanted was her pleasure, so he was playing along and learning what pushed her buttons.

She all but ran across the studio room and threw herself on the mattress, flicking the skirt of the dress over her hips as she held them high, her bare pussy on show as she pushed her chest into the bedding, looking back at him, mewling as she watched him undress. His toned body dark from the sunshine, his cock thick, swaying between muscular thighs as he strode to her. Spanking her delicious, full ass, circling the bed to stand in front of her, stroking the shaft, presenting the swollen head to her lips. greedily she began suckling on that tip, moaning as she tasted his pre cum, taking satisfaction from feeling him swell and stiffen under her attentions.

Her head bobbed, neck flexing as she engulfed more and more of his cock, his hand rolling through her dark hair, gathering her locks and twisting it in his fingers. Her tongue rolled over the underside of his cock, enjoying his reaction as his hips pushed froward and his breathing gets heavy and catches. She felt the sting of his hand crash down on her upturned ass, letting out a squeak of pain and pleasure as the hand print bloomed on her skin.

Danny gazed down on her beautiful curves, her tanned legs and ass swaying, hips created for child bearing held high, had him fascinated, he'd had her so much already, but fuck, he wanted more!

One hand on her ass, groping her full rump as the other hand pushes through her hair, his hips thrusting, his cock slipping between her lips, her fingers wrapping around the base of his cock as she enjoyed the feeling of his pleasure surging.

Suddenly he pulled away and circled her again. She jolted as she felt his hands grasp her ass cheeks and lift and spread them, exposing her fully for himself.

He paused. Breathing deep as her scent intoxicated him, her pussy visibly glistening and slick, he couldn't hold himself back for more than that heart beat.

He leaned in and his tongue pushed out and firmly lapped from the hood of her clit, delving between her lips and rolling up to the base of her pussy, groaning as he tasted her pleasure.

He grabbed her hip as he gorged himself on her. Tongue lashing firmly over her sensitive pussy, teeth grazing over her lips as he bit and tugged gently on them. His head moved as his tongue rolled luxuriously over her folds, she pushed her ass back and high, giving him full access as she closed her eyes and enjoyed his attentions.

He suckled on the hood of her clit, stimulating that little bud, making it swell, peak out from it's covering. as soon as he felt it exposed, he grasped it between his upper front teeth and tongue. Negative pressure on it as he sucked on her swollen nub, and tugged mercilessly on it, taking it and overstimulating it mercilessly.

Her moans turned to cries as he focused on her most sensitive spot, his hands beginning to press firmly on the small of her back, holding her in place as he took her clit for his own. She was loud enough to hear as another couple banged into the room next door, but she didn't care, she was losing herself again, and she knew he loved her loud.

"Please! Please, just fuck me!" she panted, desperate to feel him penetrate her. To feel his lust crash into her.

He grinned, withdrawing, biting the back of her thigh, the curve of her ass as he rose behind her, stroking his cock, grasping the base, rolling the head over her pussy, teasing her. She could barely stand it. She needed him to fuck her. They both knew it.

He grasped her shoulder with his free hand and thrust firmly into her. Impaling her on his cock in one rough thrust, making her body bounce, her ass clap against his strong thighs as she threw her head back and cried out, "fuuuuck yes! Fuck me, Danny!" her cry was gutteral. Something primal overcame her, and she knew he was the same as he began thrusting roughly, mounting her, taking her for his own.

His head threw back as he fucked her, cock stretching her out every time he plunged into her, his jaw clenching, snarling, her proud lion taking what's his. She held herself steady, ass high, crying out, in heat for him.

Their bodies colliding loudly, their firm, sweat sheened flesh clapping as she threw her full ass back to fuck against him, wild as they lost themselves in one another. Her tight pussy grasping at him every time he withdrew. His hand coming down on her ass, again and again, as his print bloomed on her tanned rump. He reached forward and hooked his fingers in her mouth and with that she tensed up, that assertion of control too much for her to resist as she came on his cock. Body rigid, pussy clamping down on him as he fucked her through her orgasm.

His hips like a piston as he beat down her pussy, cock slamming deep into her, coated in her cum, his cock, their hips and thighs glistening with her pleasure as he grabbed her tighter. Her body fell forward, she kept her ass up as he ground his hips into her. Both his hands moved to the small of her back, cock pushing into her again and again as she moaned. "I'm gonna cum!" he whispered in her ear, she nodded. She was his, wherever he wanted to cum, she was his canvas.

He pulled out and she felt the hot, sticky seed fall over her back and on her ass. Moaning with pleasure, satisfied in having made him cum, one last time this holiday.

She felt the mattress move as he ley down beside her, turning to face him, her smile mirroring his as they gazed into one another's eyes again.

Wordless, his hand pushed her stray hair aside, Leaning in to kiss her, gently, tenderly. Their eyes closed as they embraced.

"I love you!" he whispered.

"I love you!" she echoed.