dot bra
that barely contained her full breasts. He leaned in, burying his face in her
cleavage, licking and nipping. "I want to see your nipple rings."
"I'll show you mine if you show me yours."
She leaned forward unbuttoning his shirt, one button at a
time, kissing each little piece of skin she exposed. His cock jumped, straining
the zipper of his slacks. Desperate to get that bra off her, he yanked his
shirt from his pants, ripping it off, his undershirt following close behind.
"Your turn," he said on a groan. When she didn't
move fast enough to please him he grabbed the top of the bra, pulling down
until her breasts were free. Then he looked his fill. Her nipples were small
and dark pink in color, contrasting with her pale white skin. The tips were
tight, pointing out, teasing him. And in each tip was a silver ring.
He needed his mouth on those breasts. Now. Closing his mouth
over one nipple, he sucked hard, pulling her deep. Gia moaned, arching into
him. One more long pull and he let it loose, flicking the ring with his tongue.
He swirled his tongue around the hoop, nipping at the tip with his lips, before
sucking her deep again.
As her hips twisted, moving her closer to the edge of the
bed, he moved to the left side, giving that breast the same treatment. With the
last deep pull, Gia came unglued.
She grabbed his head, digging her hands into his scalp
before fisting them in his hair and tugging. She brought his mouth back up to
hers, meeting him with a hard, hungry kiss. He pulled her tight against him,
feeling her softness press against the hard planes of his chest. She twisted her
hips again, grinding against his already aching shaft. His body responded, his
hips thrusting forward to meet her twists without any conscious thought on his
part.
He could feel the heat of her body even through their
clothing. Pulling back, he shoved her hair off her neck, leaning in to suck and
nibble that sensitive column while he brought his other hand down, cupping her
sex.
"Ah, fuck. You're wet. I can feel it through your damn
jeans." His already throbbing cock got even harder, silently demanding to
be inside her wet heat.
"Yes," she moaned, grinding against his hand.
He moved his lips up, sucking her earlobe into his mouth.
When he pulled away, he whispered, "Do you need me to make you come,
Gia?"
Again she moaned, "Yes. God, please."
At the sound of her plea, Josh pulled back trying to undo
her pants. He got the button loose and the zipper halfway down before she
pulled him against her for another heated battle of tongues.
This time she wrapped her legs around his back, using all
her strength to pull him into her. She writhed against him, pulling tighter,
then releasing a little and he could finally thrust against her. Josh had been
on the edge for days, needing release, needing to fuck her. He couldn't take
any more. Grabbing her hips he shoved against her, pressing his shaft against
her wet core, sliding up and down. The motion was as old as time, his body
didn't seem to care that they were both still clothed.
He pressed harder, grinding his cock into her. Gia screamed,
throwing her head back as she cried out, twisting faster against him.
He felt her nails dig into his shoulders, scratching a trail
down his back as she screamed out, "Yes. Oh, hell yeah!"
The little sting of pain as she tore at his back was enough
to bring on his orgasm. He felt the little ripple of pleasure right before the
first jet of come shot from him. He grit his teeth, too lost in his release to
even think about not hurting her, he squeezed her hips, thrusting against her
with all his strength as he rode out the best climax of his life.
When the haze of pleasure finally started to pull back, Josh
was surprised to find he was still standing. He'd been fairly certain he'd
blacked out for a minute. Sucking in another deep gulp of air, he leaned
forward resting his forehead against Gia's. He gently kissed her nose, bringing
his hand up to
that barely contained her full breasts. He leaned in, burying his face in her
cleavage, licking and nipping. "I want to see your nipple rings."
"I'll show you mine if you show me yours."
She leaned forward unbuttoning his shirt, one button at a
time, kissing each little piece of skin she exposed. His cock jumped, straining
the zipper of his slacks. Desperate to get that bra off her, he yanked his
shirt from his pants, ripping it off, his undershirt following close behind.
"Your turn," he said on a groan. When she didn't
move fast enough to please him he grabbed the top of the bra, pulling down
until her breasts were free. Then he looked his fill. Her nipples were small
and dark pink in color, contrasting with her pale white skin. The tips were
tight, pointing out, teasing him. And in each tip was a silver ring.
He needed his mouth on those breasts. Now. Closing his mouth
over one nipple, he sucked hard, pulling her deep. Gia moaned, arching into
him. One more long pull and he let it loose, flicking the ring with his tongue.
He swirled his tongue around the hoop, nipping at the tip with his lips, before
sucking her deep again.
As her hips twisted, moving her closer to the edge of the
bed, he moved to the left side, giving that breast the same treatment. With the
last deep pull, Gia came unglued.
She grabbed his head, digging her hands into his scalp
before fisting them in his hair and tugging. She brought his mouth back up to
hers, meeting him with a hard, hungry kiss. He pulled her tight against him,
feeling her softness press against the hard planes of his chest. She twisted her
hips again, grinding against his already aching shaft. His body responded, his
hips thrusting forward to meet her twists without any conscious thought on his
part.
He could feel the heat of her body even through their
clothing. Pulling back, he shoved her hair off her neck, leaning in to suck and
nibble that sensitive column while he brought his other hand down, cupping her
sex.
"Ah, fuck. You're wet. I can feel it through your damn
jeans." His already throbbing cock got even harder, silently demanding to
be inside her wet heat.
"Yes," she moaned, grinding against his hand.
He moved his lips up, sucking her earlobe into his mouth.
When he pulled away, he whispered, "Do you need me to make you come,
Gia?"
Again she moaned, "Yes. God, please."
At the sound of her plea, Josh pulled back trying to undo
her pants. He got the button loose and the zipper halfway down before she
pulled him against her for another heated battle of tongues.
This time she wrapped her legs around his back, using all
her strength to pull him into her. She writhed against him, pulling tighter,
then releasing a little and he could finally thrust against her. Josh had been
on the edge for days, needing release, needing to fuck her. He couldn't take
any more. Grabbing her hips he shoved against her, pressing his shaft against
her wet core, sliding up and down. The motion was as old as time, his body
didn't seem to care that they were both still clothed.
He pressed harder, grinding his cock into her. Gia screamed,
throwing her head back as she cried out, twisting faster against him.
He felt her nails dig into his shoulders, scratching a trail
down his back as she screamed out, "Yes. Oh, hell yeah!"
The little sting of pain as she tore at his back was enough
to bring on his orgasm. He felt the little ripple of pleasure right before the
first jet of come shot from him. He grit his teeth, too lost in his release to
even think about not hurting her, he squeezed her hips, thrusting against her
with all his strength as he rode out the best climax of his life.
When the haze of pleasure finally started to pull back, Josh
was surprised to find he was still standing. He'd been fairly certain he'd
blacked out for a minute. Sucking in another deep gulp of air, he leaned
forward resting his forehead against Gia's. He gently kissed her nose, bringing
his hand up to
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