Grabbing Danielle quickly, you spin her around, pinning her against the wall. Your eyes lock as you take both of her slender wrists in your right hand, then press her arms to the wall as you hold them above her head. Then, moving closer and trapping her against the wall with your body, your left hand untucks Danielle’s shirt. Slipping the hand under her shirt, you caress her naked hip as you lean down and lightly kiss her.
The kiss lingers for a few seconds before you break it, your tongue sliding around her lips before you fully pull your mouth away from hers. By this point your erection is raging as much as it was for Michelle this morning. Your left hand drops quickly to your pants, and you unfasten them quickly, allowing your length to fall freely from its confines. Danielle looks down and whistles appreciatively.
With slow deliberation, you lower her arms and place them around your neck. With a deep growl, you slide your hands up Dani’s skirt to find her stockings stop just above her knees…and that she has nothing else on underneath. She gives you another devious grin. “Just in case I couldn’t wait,” she purrs.
You growl and grin hungrily in response as you push her skirt up to her hips and raise her up. Her legs lock tight around your hips as the two of you wiggle and adjust a bit. Finally, you have her in just the right spot and you push into her moist depths.
Danielle’s head immediately rolls back as she bites her lower lip to keep from screaming. Burying your face into her neck, you kiss and nibble on her soft flesh as you thrust in and out of the young, tender body pinned in front of you.
Danielle finally whispers into the air. “Rip my shirt open. Bite my tits. Please…” Unable to resist her begging, you push into her as hard and deep as you can, making sure she is secure against the wall. Then moving your hands off her hips and backside, you lean back just enough to rip her shirt open. Her youthful D cups explode out of the fabric confines. Quickly taking one of them in your mouth, you suck and nibble on the nipple, pulling it lightly with your teeth before drawing the rest of the supple flesh into your mouth.
“Yes, just like that, baby. Oh, that’s so good,” Danielle pants hungrily. Immediately you move your hands back to her hips and resume impaling her. Within minutes Danielle’s entire body tightens around you. “Oh, god, baby. I’m gonna cum…” Her back arches and she stifles a groaning moan, her fingernails digging into your back. Burying your face between her mounds, you push a couple more times before shooting inside her. As you cum, Danielle sighs happily, her hands stroking your hair and shoulders. “Love the way you feel when you cum in me,” she coos.
You smile at her in the dark. “And you’ll have plenty of time to feel it again and again.” She laughs as you slide out of her and help her down off the wall. The two of you brush the dirt and dust off each other’s clothes. “We must look terrible,” you laugh.
“I dunno. I think you look kinda hot like that,” she smiles at your disheveled shirt and sports coat. As you zip up your pants, you notice a small wet spot on your pants from when Danielle came. “And that definitely looks sexy.” She rubs the wet spot with the palm of her hand.
At that point you realize that her shirt is – less than serviceable. You quickly take off your sports coat and hand it to her. Danielle pulls off the remains of her shirt, then pulls the oversized jacket over her as it swallows her arms and legs. The two of you step out onto the main street to catch a cab back to the hotel. You glance over at Danielle, and both of you blush and chuckle. There’s no way to disguise what you’ve been doing, but at least this way you won’t be arrested for indecent exposure. Danielle snuggles up next to you all the way back to the hotel, her head against your chest as she sighs contently.
After paying the driver, you escort Danielle back to her room. When you arrive at the door, she turns to you. “Care to join me for a quick shower? Maybe some champagne?”
You smile softly at her. “I’d like that. But I don’t have any other clothes to wear,” you laugh, modeling your rumpled suit for her.
Danielle laughs and kisses your cheek. “I don’t think that will be a problem…” |