Murphy

Murphy ran his hands down her back taking handfuls of her round ass and pulled her hips into his. He growled his ecstasy into their kiss. He reveled in the way her softness gave way to his hard body. Murphy trailed hot kisses down her neck and smiled when he felt her shiver in his arms. His hands slid up her body until it found a round heavy breast beneath her flimsy top. His fingers seeking her pebbled nipples, found one and gently squeezed it.

Ananda inhaled sharply as she pushed her breast more into his hand. She was already wet and found herself grinding on the outline of Murphy's cock like a cat in heat.

"I need you," she whispered against his shoulder.

At that Murphy took a step back, drinking in the sight of her. Her long body covered only in a sheer white tanks and a pair of white panties. It was something about white panties that did it for Murphy, it was the simplicity of it.

Ananda had thick thighs and wide hips made for a man's hands. Her butt wasn't big but it was round and firm and her breasts were big and sat high for breast that size. The peaks of them seemed to stare at him.

"Take them off, I want to see your body," Murphy demanded. The deep resonance in his voice rolled over Ananda's skin. He was so gorgeous, it was hard to believe that he was here and he was hers. She quickly pulled off the tank and threw it on the nearby sofa. Her panties soon followed. Nandy felt so powerful as his eyes devoured her body. His eyes stopped at the apex of her eyes and a smile crossed his face.

"Did you do that on purpose?" He asked referring to the way Ananda had manicured her pubic hair. It was shaved down and into the shape of a heart.

"No, it grows naturally like that," Nandy said her voice dripping with sarcasm. Murphy laughed huskily. He pulled her into his embrace again as his hands traveled the path his eyes did.

"Turn around," he growled in her ear.

Ananda, finally realizing she was no longer in control of this seduction, acquiesced gracefully. She was excited to see what beautiful wicked things he'd do to her body.

Murphy's mouth found her neck as one hand found her breast. Nandy moaned at the feel of his hands. It excited her that she was naked for him to see while he remained clothed. His other hand traveled down her body, his fingers traced the outline of the design on her pubic mound before delving into the folds of her pussy.

"Murphy," She breathed when he found her nub and began to stroke it. He moaned into her neck his delight. She was so hot, wet, and ready for him. She rocked her hips against Murphy's hands causing her ass to grind his cock. There was silence except that sound of Murphy's labored breathing and the occasional moan from Nandy.

For some reason the sounds of his breath turned her on more than anything. She pushed back grinding harder into his groin and smiled when he grunted into her neck. Without warning he bent her over at the hips and pushed his covered cock against the core of her. She moaned at the friction. He reared back and slammed his erection against her again with a grunt that Nandy thought would drive her insane. Ananda was so wet it almost dribbled down her thighs.

"I need you," She moaned again and before she knew it she found herself whipping around to face him.

She walked him to the nearest wall with a mischievous smile. Ananda grabbed at his tucked in polo pulling it out of his slacks and up over his head.

"Sweet Jesus!" she whispered becoming inexplicably self conscious. He was perfect with a large barreling chest, a cut stomach and a sprinkling of dark brown chest hair that tapered down his belly and disappeared into his slacks. Damn, with a body like that he could have anybody he chose and here he was at her beck and call to do with what she pleased.

She squashed the little voice in her head that asked, "What did he want with a tall chubby dark girl like herself?" She didn't have time for such thoughts when she had a devilishly handsome Titan god to please. She placed her hands on his chest and marveled at the difference in color then at feel of his skin, like satin over hot steel.

She licked up the side of his neck then down his body until she was on her knees in front of him. She looked up at the beautiful man who's green eyes pierced hers.

Those dark eyes seemed to capture him. His whole body fired up when she made her way down his body, her nails trailing the path. He watched fascinated as her hands caressed his cock through his pants as she used her teeth to undo his belt. Murphy caressed her face as he realized he had never wanted a woman more than he wanted Nandy.

She'd unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. A look of marvel crossed her face as his cock sprang free and bobbed before her.

She slowly smiled. "You must be hispanic."

Murphy chuckled, "I'm Brazilian."

"Mmm delicious," she purred before she ran her tongue over the head of his swollen cock.

Murphy's chuckle turned into sharp intake of breath as the feel of Nandy's hot tongue hit him. She licked his cock as if it were an ice cream cone before she took the head into her mouth to suckle on it.

Murphy buried his hands into her hair as she began to bob up and down on it. Murphy threw his head back as he tried his damnedest not to pump in out of her mouth like he wanted to do. She pulled his cock out of her mouth as she sucked on each of his balls. Ananda took his cock back into her mouth and Murphy couldn't hold back anymore.

He pumped slowly into her mouth. To his surprised she began to moan as one of her hands disappeared between her legs. He began to pump faster until he could feel the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat.

Ananda pulled back to catch a breath and smiled at the look of amazement on Murphy's face. She wrapped her lips around his cock again taking as much of him as she could. He began to pump into her mouth again. She doubt he knew how hard he'd been pumping. Any other woman wouldn't have enjoy it but Ananda wasn't any other women. She enjoyed the sound of the pleasure he received from her mouth.

Murphy, feeling as if he was close to his climax, pulled his cock from her mouth and dragged her up his body.

"I need you," He growled as he kissed her lips, his tongue whipping out to touch hers then he kissed a hot path down her neck until he came to one breast. He took a dark nipple into his mouth and rolled it over his tongue. Bolts of pleasure shot through her body. Then he bit at her nipple and she moaned. His mouth found her other nipple to do the same while his fingers squeezed the first.

When Murphy had her writhing against him. He kicked his pants off all the way and spun them until Ananda's back was against the wall.

"Tell me you want me," He said staring deep into her eyes. "Tell me you need me."

"I need you Murphy," Ananda breathed "Please!"

That was all Murphy needed to hear before he'd pulled one of her knees to his hip and buried his cock deep inside her. Ananda gasped as his thick cock thrust deep into her, stretching her. Murphy moaned as her slick heat gripped him.

He stayed there as they both adjusted to the feeling of their body's entwined.

Murphy began to pump into her, slowly at first, his strokes measured, his pelvis girding against Ananda's clit. She captured his lips, her tongue dancing on his causing the fire that made him pump harder into her body. Ananda mouth fell open as his dick pumped into her. She felt a pressure building through her whole body.

"Oh Murphy," she moaned gripping his shoulders.

"Yes Babe, talk to me!"

Ananda moaned his name again. She dug her nails into his shoulder as the feeling became unbearable. She slipped over the edge crashing into an orgasm so strong her legs shook with it. Her pussy spasmed all around his dick as he pumped harder. He chuckled with satisfaction as Ananda slumped against him, her breathing labored.

"I'm just getting started," he said close to Ananda's ear.

She chuckled "Bring it."

Murphy led her over to the nearest couch bending her over the arm. He eased his cock inside her once more enjoying the way her sensitive cunt spasmed around him. He began to pump into her heat, stabbing her pussy relentlessly. It wasn't long before he had her moaning his name.

The way his name rolled off of her tongue made him feel like a god among mortals. He felt his balls tighten and knew he was close. He reached down, grabbing one of her breasts, he played with her nipples until she was shuddering with her orgasm. He pulled out pumping his cock in his hands and until he came on the small of her back, grunting with the force of it.

"Well," Ananda said as she stood up and turned to look him in the eye. "I thought this was only the beginning, Guess I was wrong." She teased him then walked away. Ananda heard him chuckling as he followed her into her bedroom.

Murphy stopped just as Ananda disappeared into the bathroom. He sat on her bed and took a look around the room. It wasn't as feminine as one would expect from a single woman living alone. The room was spacious and everything looked simple and practical, similar to something you'd see int a hotel room.

There was a point of interest just above her head board. There were bookshelves filled to the max with books of all kinds. He spotted fictions, non-fictions, classics, periodcals, a few text books, novels, and so on.

Ananda returned with a wet cloth and had already wiped herself. "It was my understanding that you were gonna fuck me like you had a championship to win," She said as she stood before him.

Murphy chuckled, "That was only round one, Now for round two. Ding-ding!"

He slid to his knees before her and hiked one of her legs over his shoulder putting him face to face with her pussy. Murphy took slow measured licks, his tongue focusing on her swollen nub. He sucked it into his mouth rolling it over his tongue causing her to moan loudly.

Ananda wrapped her hands around the back of his head running her fingers over his smooth head. Unable to help herself she began to grind against his tongue. Murphy grabbed the back of her thigh to steady her shaking. He quickened his pace as he slid two fingers inside her hot opening.

He slowly slid his fingers in and out torturing Nandy with the feeling. He soon found her spot. He knew he'd found it when her caress became a grip on the back of his neck and she sucked in a breath that seemed like she was holding.

He continued like a man possessed unable to stop until she moaned his name in that husky voice she had. He continued to play with her spot while alternating between licking and sucking her clit.

"Oh god Murphy please don't stop!" She moaned as her head fell back. She moaned his name a few times in a high pitch before she came on his fingers her silk walls pulsing around them.

Without giving her a chance to recover he laid her on the bed and pushed in to the hilt. He moaned immediately, she was so much more wet than before. He pummeled his cock into her enjoying the wet slapping sounds they made.

Her breasts bounced hypnotically and her face was drawn in ecstasy. Ananda gripped his forearms and found herself coming again, and yet he continued to pummel into her. His release was so close, He didn't know if he could stop to pull out. He hadn't asked her if she was on birth control. It was too late for thought, he came, slamming into her. Murphy rolled them around so that she was laying on his chest as they both took a moment to catch their breath.

"You came inside me," She said.

Murphy didn't have the mental capacity at the time to read into her emotions. "I'm sorry," He said knowing full well that his apology wasn't good enough.

"No, it's alright I'm on BC. I only pointed it out 'cause you didn't know that," She chuckled. "How are you so amazing at sex?"

"How are you forming words right now?" Murphy asked with a laugh.

"I'm a woman, capable of complex thought and the talent for multi-taking."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," He said. His hands ran lazily up and down her back.

"How old are you? I never asked." Ananda said after only a few minutes of hearing each other breathe.

"Thirty two," he responded his hand went still on her back.

"No wonder, no guy my age would have been able to make me cum three times in one night."

"How old are you?" Murphy asked.

"Twenty four."

"My sister is twenty-four," He pointed out.

"And you, my friend have just made this creepy," Ananda teased.

"I'm not attracted to my sister, now am I?" He asked squeezing her closer to him.

"I think that's a question you must ask yourself." Nandy teased. He could do nothing but laugh.

"Have you always wanted to be a Firefighter?"

"Yeah, I mean, it stems for this obsession with action movies early in life."

"Then you needed to live it?"

"Need being used loosely, but yeah. Why do you do what you do?"

"Oh, professional slut?" Ananda asked. Murphy was quiet and Nandy couldn't help but laugh, "It was a joke."

"Not a very good one. Did some one say that to you?"

"My cousin,but it was a joke. Because I like to have sex and men can't fathom the idea that I enjoy it as much as they do so most guys insist on buying me things and I accept them....wait, that made me sound like a whore didn't it?" Ananda buried her face in his chest.

"Forget I said anything, I'm a project manager for a PR firm."

"Nandy, I don't think you're a slut or a whore. You're just a girl who likes sex and reap the benefit of that double standard. I'm a big boy, I won't pull your hair and call you names." He chuckled rolling over until he was on top of her again.

Ananda could feel his dick hardening inside her. "So, can I call you big boy from now on."

"You can call me anything as long as you're screaming it while I'm fucking you. I think I prefer 'Oh, my god, Murphy'."

Ananda laughed.

Murphy continued to make love to Ananda as he bit down on her neck. She was so wet and tight that his every effort to slowly fuck her was thwarted by this urge to pump recklessly inside her and it didn't matter how he did it Ananda seemed to respond to his every move.

Her hands grabbed at his ass, sinking her nails into his skin with every thrust. She moaned with his every move it was almost enough to cause Murphy to get a big head. It wasn't long before he had her writhing beneath him, urging him to make her come.

"Come for me baby," He said grinding his pelvis against her clit with every thrust. She gripped him as she crashed into her climax. The feel of her walls spasming and squeezing him sent him over into his own orgasm, spending himself into her hot pussy.

Murphy rolled off of Nandy pulling her into his side as they caught their breath.

"You're amazing,"Ananda muttered snuggling into his arms. Murphy could only chuckle smugly.

The long day and their physical exertions had definitely took its toll. He was certain if he hadn't worked that day he would have been able to do at least two more rounds. As his breathing slowed his eyes became heavy. He'd just rest them, he rationalized as he fell into the sleep of the deeply exhausted.

*******

Murphy dreamed of her.

He'd dreamed of her every night since they'd met in that Denny's. His dreams weren't really coherent. It only consisted of her, her every curve and dimple. As if he'd memorized her. From her delicate feet with the light pink nail polish, Her long legs and shapely thighs. He dreamed of the little heart shaved into her pubic hair, and her round ass, even that little bulge just below her belly button, he'd love to nibble on that. He saw her round breast and the elegant slope of her collar bones. Her wide smile, round face, exotic up turned eyes, and great big mass of curly hair that trailed down her shoulders.

Toward the end of his dream Murphy could feel her all over him. Her mouth on his body, trailing down his chest, enveloping his cock just like the night he spent with her.

Or did he spend that night with her? Did that really happen or did he drive home as usual and his imagination got the better of him? Even now, in his foggy sleep ridden mind he could feel her, her body, her kisses, her tight cunt.

Small fingers of consciousness began to spread over him and he ignored it trying to hold onto to the dream of Ananda. It was too late he was waking up and he feared he'd be back in his empty condo.

"Mmmh Murphy," he heard Ananda moan softly. His eyes cracked open and were assaulted by the bright sun streaming through white curtains.

"You're up!" He heard and turned to see Ananda's bright smile. Her voice was husky as if she'd also just awoken and her hair stood atop her head like a lion's mane. She was straddled across him, slowly riding him. His hands instinctually went to her hips as he attempted to quicken his pace.

"No" Ananda said with that mischievous smile he was coming to love. She removed his hands from her hips, rather placing them on her breasts as she continued her slow tortuous riding. She closed her eyes and threw her head back granting Murphy a great view of her body.

His gaze traveled over her, memorizing this moment and the way she pleasured herself using his sleep heavy body. Murphy leaned back to enjoy the view.

He marveled at the sight of is dick disappearing into her dark folds, and the way her titties bounced with her every move. Her hand played with her nub. Murphy watched the show she was putting on. Her strokes became a grinding motion as she continued to play with her clit.

She moved faster. She began to bounce on his cock and Murphy wasn't sure of how much more he could take, but he refrained from taking over. Ananda rolled her head forward to look at him, her eyes were deep and piercing as she moaned, impaling herself on his dick.

Murphy couldn't take anymore, he held onto her hips and slammed deep inside her repeatedly.

"Murphy, your so deep!" she moaned, her face drawn in ecstasy.

"I know, baby." He said with a smile.

She gripped his forearms for balance as she came. She rocked her body as little rivulets of pleasure ran through her. Murphy came himself pumping harder and deeper inside her.

Murphy and Ananda laid tangled together in a sated heap, trying to catch their breaths.

Ananda was the first to speak. "Sorry I kinda molested you at first there, I just couldn't wait."

"Feel free to molest me anytime you want," Murphy chuckled

"I'll hold you to it." She said tracing lazy circles on his chest

"Murphy, I don't want this to end."

He went still, he wasn't sure what she was referring to. Did she mean she didn't want this moment to end, or did she mean she wanted to keep having sex with each other? what scared Murphy more was when she said that some part of him hoped she meant that she'd want something more with him. That felt ridiculous to him, he was Murphy, he was destined to be a bachelor forever. He preferred to be alone and yet here he was, wondering where a relationship with Nandy could lead.

"What do you mean by that?" Murphy asked for good measure. Ananda leaned up and kissed him, then his neck, and then his chest before speaking.

"I dunno?" She shrugged. Before Murphy could make and argument she smiled her signature smile and sashayed toward the bathroom, disappearing inside. Murphy didn't know what to do but he knew one thing, he'd be doing it with Ananda.