He wrapped my legs around his waist and carried me over the threshold into his condo. I smacked the garage door button along the way, and we began our kissing anew as the door clanged shut before us.
He set me on the steps, and we began pawing at each other's clothes. I tore through the buttons on his work shirt, and he fumbled with the clasp on my bra. As my breasts sprang from the confines of the cups, he buried his face in my ample cleavage. I sighed as he took my left nipple, already pert and alert from mere moments of foreplay, into his mouth. He sucked and nibbled his way around my breast, and I began to hastily undo my leather belt from my faded jeans. As I pulled them down my legs, he put his hand on my right breast, and the dual sensation made me moan aloud. I worked on his belt buckle, and he released my breast from his mouth. He fell on top of me as I pushed his pants to the ground, and his boxers quickly followed suit.
He wasted no time taking advantage of our position. He kissed me deeply as he placed his left hand on my right nipple. I grew hornier by the second as he teased me relentlessly by twirling and pinching the bud of my breast. His right hand caressed down my body and lingered over my burning mound.
"Put your hand inside me," I whispered breathily. He smiled and lightly flicked my erect clit, rubbing my juices around my snatch. I cried out as he continued to tease me mercilessly. My cunt begged to be filled, and I felt his member growing against my thigh with each completed circle of my clit.
"Turn over," he commanded, and I did as I was told. He spread my legs until my left knee pushed against the banister and my right was forced against the wall. He raised my ass and rubbed his dick against the opening of my hole. "Oh, baby, you are so wet," he said, and his voice sounded so sexy I nearly rammed my back onto his dick.
He didn't make me wait long. Grabbing onto my hips, he stood on the stairs and shoved his full seven inches inside of my tight hole. He had deflowered me only weeks before, and my recently devirginized pussy had yet to adapt fully to the rough sex he was accustomed to. I winced in pain and pleasure, and lowered my head onto the stairs. He went deep, and as his thrusts increased, the pain decreased. I moaned with pure pleasure as he buried his cock into my hole, and he reached around to my clit. At first, he only lightly grazed my bud, but my vocals grew louder, encouraging him to rub harder and faster.
Soon, he had two fingers rubbing small, fast circles on my clit and he continued to relentlessly pound my tight cunt. I felt myself slipping over the edge into an orgasm. "Baby, may I cum?" I cried, too overwhelmed with pleasure to care about the answer.
He let me suffer for a few seconds, and whispered, "yes," into my ear. He held on tightly to my abdomen, not stopping the attention to my clit nor my drenched pussy. I felt the burn deep within my stomach, and the first waves of orgasm crashed on to me like welcome relief. I stretched my hands out on the stairs and clung to the short fibers of carpeting. I couldn't muster coherent words, so a loud moan escaped my lips, and each thrust of his cock sent bursts of pleasure through my body. I was electric.
As the last pang of orgasm ravaged me, I slumped down on the stairs. "Not so fast," he said, "we're definitely not done yet." He pulled his member out of me, and I rolled around on the stairs to look at him. He stood erect in both ways, his cock dripping with the fluid of my passion. I sat up and looked up with him, the glaze of climax still clouding my vision. He arched his back, pushing his dick closer to me.
I slowly took the head of his penis into my mouth and licked the juices off it. He closed his eyes and grabbed hold of the banister. I moved my mouth farther down his shaft, swallowing my girlcum and his precum off the warm head. He closed his eyes, breathing deeply as I began to bob my head up and down. I used my hot mouth as a pussy, sucking and swallowing, completely enveloping his cock to the back of my throat.
His dick grew harder and an involuntary moan escaped his lips. I placed my left hand on his balls and gently massaged them. The new sensations made his cock twitch in my mouth. He pulled my head off his dick, pushing my head against the stairs. He dipped his ball sack in my mouth, and I sucked on his rocks until he was close to cumming. "Not yet," I said. My orgasm-ravaged body had recharged, and I was ready for round two.
