Chapter 4
Drew swore his cock would explode. Any moment now... he would not be able to control it. As if reading his mind, Erin stopped kissing his chest and sat back. "Time for you to cool off a bit," she grinned cheekily.
Drew watched her long legs move sensuously across the room. Just like a large feline, he thought. Erin flipped the switch on the stereo, and popular dance club music blared from the speakers. "Oops... " she giggled. "I had that on when I was vacuuming. "
She adjusted the volume and lit a few candles. In the glow, Drew could see her hair glinting like spun gold, the outline of her nipples still visible, and the smooth way her ass curved to meet her legs. She posed in front of him, hips swaying gently to the beat of the song. As the tempo increased, so did her swaying, until she seemed to effortlessly be controlled by the music.
Her pelvis thrust out, then back, then side to side, smooth movements, like a well-oiled machine. Drew could almost imagine that she was fucking an invisible being there in front of him. Erin's hands drifted up to her neck, through her hair. Her eyes were half closed, and she looked at him through heavy lids.
In one movement she drew her tank over her head. Drew's breath came in pants now, as he saw her breasts spring free. Perky brown nipples topped the perfect globes. Erin tweaked her nipples, arched her back, her hips and butt moved, erotic, fucking the air. She seems to like showing off, Drew thought, and that was fine with him. His dick was throbbing harder than ever though. Was this how she intended to calm him down?
Erin was really into the beat now, and the pulsating music filled the room. She slid down the zipper on the leather skirt, and slowly bent over, drawing the skirt down her silky thighs. Drew's eyes widened as he glimpsed first an ass cheek, then a muscular thigh... then he realized she had on no underwear. Oh, if only he had known that when they were under the bridge!
Then Erin spun around to face him, just as the song ended, feet planted apart, head tossed back. Drew saw her shaved pussy, saw the glistening juices on her swollen lips... and he knew how turned on she was. "Come here," he whispered hoarsely.
Erin strutted to the couch. All she was wearing now was her high heeled leather boots and a smile. She was panting slightly from the dance. And... she was horny. Exhibition always got her hot!
"I want to taste you," Drew said.
"Hmmmmmm... have you been a good boy? I think so," Erin answered her own question. "Besides... I'm horny!" she laughed.
Erin pushed Drew's head back on the couch, then straddled his face with her legs, her knees sinking into the plush leather. As she lowered her dripping pussy onto Drew's lips, they both held their breath.
Drew took his first lick of her juice-soaked cunt, and nearly moaned. God, she tasted like honey. He really opened his mouth then, sucking her clit, fucking her hole with his tongue. "Ohhhhhh god, that feels really good, baby. You are SO fucking good at that, Drew. "
Drew fucked her deeper, his tongue almost cramping with the effort. Then he moved back to her clit, latching on firmly, taking the swollen bud in between his lips and rolling it with his tongue. "Yes, harder... harder. That's it," Erin moaned. Her hips were grinding into Drew's face, coating his chin with her slippery wetness.
Drew kept up the pace until Erin started panting, moaning louder, groaning, breath coming more and more quickly. "Oh Jesus, Drew... I'm gonna cum. "
Erin exploded... and exploded was definitely the right word here, Drew thought. She screamed and let loose a string of profanities. Geez, Drew nearly laughed, she'd wake the neighbors. Not that he really cared, of course, since neighbors were definitely the last thing on his mind.
Erin came for what seemed like ages... at least a couple minutes anyway, with wave afer wave of cum hitting her body, rocking her pussy, throwing her mind through the stars. Drew continued his teasing on her clit, making her hit over and over again.
Finally, she came down... and nearly collapsed on top of him. She sank down on the couch beside him, breathless, almost asleep. "Gimme a minute," she murmured.
Drew watched as she slowly came back to life, as it were. He had never seen a woman come so hard. "Aaaaahhhhhhh... I feel better now," Erin stretched, and nearly purred, reminding Drew again of a large cat.
Drew grinned... then looked pointedly at his crotch. "Ohhhh myyyyyy," Erin bent over to investigate. A large wet spot of precum had soaked the front of his jeans. "Hmmmmmm... looks like you need some relief as well," she winked.
