0.08 - the sex god

He pulled the car into her driveway, it was late at night, hopefully none of the neighbors bothered to look. But she had never felt so ready to have sex - Giuseppe had promised to show her what a good time was supposed to feel like. And four rounds. Her body shivered as he bit her earlobe and crawled out the car, Andrian hot on his heels. He locked the car door, fidgeting as she fumbled with the keys. "Can't sit still?" He pressed his groin into her back rubbing his hands across her chest. Her knees shook with the force of standing up.

"Stop distracting me." Her stomach queezed and her mind rung with excitment. "Wait - before we go in." She stopped, key pulled out the lock as she opened the door slightly. "You have - uh - protection right?"

"Condoms babe, call them condoms." He shook his head, pressing his hand on her arse again. "I have seven in my pocket right now - new ones." He winked, watching her bite her lip. She let the door creak open, her eyes trained on his.

"You first." She smiled, her heels pushing it further open. Grinning he raced inside, pulling her after him. She locked the front door again. "Want a drink?"

"I want to fuck you." He said in reply, picking her up and putting her on the kitchen counter.

"So rough - watch out, don't you know my Mother is a police officer." She jutted her jaw out, leaning back as he removed her heels. He kicked his own shoes off.

"I'm not scared of her Andy, I'm great with Mothers." He grinned, unzipping the back of her skirt and sliding it down. She sat on the kitchen counter in her stockings, black lace underwear and a short shirt. "You dressed for the occasion." He leant down, pressing a kiss to the growing heat between her legs. She felt a throbbing like her heart beat erupt, causing the room to get increasingly hot, her forehead forming small beads of sweat. She muttered his name under her breath. "Did it ever feel like that?" She gulped, composing herself.

"I told you. I didn't feel anything. So stop comparing." She said breathlessly, clutching the counter until her knuckles turned white.

"Good." He kissed her down there again, she bit her lip hard. "Where's your bedroom."

"Upstairs it's upstairs." She panted, toes curling.

"You're acting like a virgin baby." He smiled, pulling her against him, her legs wrapping around his hard waist. He walked to where he could see the stair case, turning the kitchen light off. Her vagina rubbed against him and she groaned, tightening her arms around his neck. "Up here." She nodded, his hand rubbing her back gently as he got to the top step.

"T-that door." She pointed to the door at the end of the hall.

"I get to go in Andrian Smiths room. I'm excited." He whispered into her hair, pressing a kiss to her bare shoulder.

"I'm excited to have you." She tried to regain her composure, he pushed open the door and pushed it close with his foot. He spared a look at her room. Her clothes she had changed out of on the floor because she had to change in a hurry.

"I'm not even in the room for a few seconds and your clothes are on the floor." He smiled, crawling onto her bed, ger body firmly entwined in his. He grinded against her, causing her to squeak out a noise, digging her nails into his back. He pushed back, sitting on his knees above her and removed his shirt. "Like what you see?" She sat up, eyes trailing acorss his body. "You're allowed to touch me Andy." He winked, watching as her hand reached out shakingly. Her finger tips brushed his warm skin. "I usually know what a girl wants, what she needs - we don't have to do it Andy."

"I want to do it with you. Not to get back at anyone - but." She bit her lip inching closer, her body close to his again. She slid her stockings off, tossing them off her double bed. He gripped her now exposed flesh as she slid her shirt off, his eyes taking her in. He made her feel like he didn't do this all the time. "I just want to be a girl who met a guy, and they went back to hers to have sex."

"I can do that." He grinned, climbing off the bed and starting on his pants. Tossing a long string of condoms, her chest bouncing as she retrieved them. He slipped his pants and underwear off, now completely naked infront of her. "I know you said not to talk about it - but is my dick bigger than his?"

"Y-yes." She shook, eyes trained on him. Every other girl licked their lips when they saw him, but her eyes were wide in a shy way. Very different.

"Now I feel amazing." He grinned, walking over to her bed. "Now it's your turn." He smirked sexily, climbing ontop of her and forcing her to lay onto her back. He hooked his finger into the thin material of her underwear, pulling to down slowly. She held a single condom infront of his face, a soft smile on her face as he took it from her. She threw her underwear over the side of the bed into a meaningless abyss - because only he mattered right now, and he didn't need clothes. She bit his neck teasingly, tasting his skin and sweat was amazing. He rolled his hips into hers. "Maybe it didn't feel good with Samuel because there was no foreplay." He muttered, pressing a kiss to her lips, tongue swiping into her mouth as he grinded in between her legs harshly. She sucked in a breath at the feeling.

"Stop saying his name, honestly." Her head lolled back, exposing her throat that he sucked harshly at. "Giuseppe can we start now?" She begged, rubbing her bare leg against his thigh, her hands balled in fists, clutching the sheets.

"Now that's a name I want to hear." He grins, pressing his now hard dick at her entrance. She hissed as pleasure rocketed through her, she was gasping and shaking around his tip.

And as slowly as anything he pushed in, moaning with her as her body was slick and allowed him to slide so easily inside her. She molded around him, letting him fit inside welcomingly.