Determined to appear somewhat open minded I tore Rachel, still on Planet 'Ass', to John's side and aimed his left arm around her trim waist. Her chest being out of his direct sight now should release some of the tension, hopefully. I glued myself to his right side, fixing his big warm hand on my right shoulder, and on we went at last. It only would take us five minutes, John had mentioned before, but I found out after a few steps that this would open up to be the longest five minutes of my life as I felt John's thumb sensuously caressing my right jaw, then the side of my neck, before his hand further proceeded over my collarbone down to my right breast like weighing its fullness from the bottom, his thumb and index finger closing in dangerously near to the swollen areola. I found myself trembling, with our hips continuously colliding with every step, the feel of his strong, warm hand closing over my breast whilst inhaling his manly, musky scent with each and every breath. I felt my pussy quiver, contracting around a southbound stream of juices, which later on were trickling from my pussy's entrance, dampening my thighs and stockings furthermore.
I tried to guess how long I would be able to make it without cumming right here and then, when my left hand accidentally (I SWEAR!) bounced against that straining bulge what elicited a noisy groan from the depth of John's chest, causing him to close those dangerous thumb and forefinger over my nipple, pinching it roughly, thus passing a lightning directly into my clit. That was it then, for me. Yelling, just once, my knees shook violently and bent, but John really was smart, he moved his arm back away fast enough to reach under my armpit to keep me from dropping to the ground, not failing to cup my breast again, like before only from the outer slope now, it seemed to be his favorite hold right now; all that action without losing his tight hold on Rachel, who still was smoothly moved by him, just like a puppet. My breast reveled in the warmth of his softly and lovingly kneading shelter, it fit in his large hand to perfection, or vice/versa, whilst my left breast seemed to be green with envy.
We had stopped moving whilst I rested my head against John's wide chest, struggling to recover from that sudden orgasm. Hearing and feeling him breathe soothed me, I felt secure in his protective arm, leaning into his slightly heaving chest, though still trembling hard and shivering as John tenderly kissed my lips. "You're soo beautiful, my lovely, and you look gorgeous when you're cumming, I can't wait to see that glowing face again, and then it'll be me who makes you glow," he murmured seductively against my ear. I couldn't wait either, but some leftover of common sense urged me on to reach his apartment before I jumped on him like a bitch in heat.
Caught in my desperate longing for John I even didn't dare to imagine his big, hot body covering mine, with my hands moving all over his muscular build, filled to the brink with his aura, and his cock, and our mutual lust - I never ever would have made it to his apartment's door. "Oh God, John, I need you so badly, make me yours, I promise your Crystal will glow for you, whenever and as long as you want me to, just please hurry on," I managed to murmur against his chest.
"Crystal ... what a lovely name for my naughty, beautiful jewel, I can't imagine any other suitable name for you, my sweetness. If you're ready, darling - it'll take us just one more minute to reach base," John kissed me once more, ever so softly, and we were on the road again.
John had been right, I had stopped our progress just about sixty or seventy yards shy of the apartment house's entrance. The doorman granted us a cheerful smile, he obviously had enjoyed himself, very much, like accidentally from the best 'tribune seat'. I smiled back knowingly and granted him a lewd wink in return. The lift was already waiting for us, and as soon as the doors started closing John parked Rachel's small frame in one corner, her gaze was still unbroken. I was all over him in an instant, he hardly had enough time to turn back to embrace me. I was greedy to feel John's skin, elsewhere, nothing else mattered right now, right here, there was no time for patience so I tore his shirt out of the jeans, just high enough to reach around his waist and feverishly stroke the soft skin of his upper back, with special attention to his spine what caused him to growl loudly; at the same time trying to rub my overheated vulva against his crotch, only it was impossible due to the length of his mile long legs, it's not that easy a task when your lover is towering over you by more than a head.
I hissed sharply, and felt like screaming with frustration as I realized that I wasn't able to approach my goal, in a mix of longing and rage I nibbled his erect nipple. John growled again from deep inside him, but sensed my need and grabbed my ass, lifting me up high enough to rub his full length against my slit, finally. He howled with the sensation, I groaned loudly, feeling his burning hot shaft near to where it belonged. I hadn't realized that he already had freed his cock, no underwear in the way, smart John again, now there was only my skirt to avoid complete contact to one another, but it turned out to be impossible to get it out of the way without breaking contact again - none of us even considered to do so.
I suspected my vulva to develop blisters caused by the heat of his cock, being as hard as nails, but I didn't care. Just when I heard a 'pling' - the lift announced our arrival on the ninth floor - I felt John's thick, heavily pulsating tube on the underside of his shaft rubbing with just the right pressure over my throbbing clit, rising the heat in my very core even more, John's cock heated up some more and grew even thicker, he obviously would cum right now, and I let go, too. Both of us were biting into each others shoulder trying to baffle our noisily grunting and groaning, I felt John squirting his jets of semen high up my body, mostly hitting the undersides of my breasts, before gliding back down my shirt, following the force of gravity. Our mutual orgasm left us panting and trembling violently, nonetheless John made his way to his apartment's door shaking and rocking, still holding me lovingly tight, whilst I couldn't stop kissing him wherever I was able to hit his skin. He moaned as I nibbled his ear whilst he reached for the keys in a back pocket, nonchalantly keeping me in place with just his left hand, his middle finger buried deep in the crack of my ass, a fingertip pressing right into the clenching pucker through the soaked fabric of my skirt. He groaned loudly when I started to lick and nibble his ear as he opened the door, all the time his still half-hard, hot shaft rubbing against my vulva with every move of his body - I guessed I wouldn't need very long to cum again with treatments like that.
'One could call this a night of dry-humping so far - I desperately hope we'll come to the real fun soon,' I thought to myself. John's cock started to recover quickly with the motions whilst he continued to carry me into the living room, where he, kneeling down first, carefully laid my still slightly trembling body onto an easy chair.
My eyes, half closed under heavy lids, watched his lovely, concentrated face, his jaws grinding, his teeth clenched, his sparkling blue eyes wide, and burning with desire whilst staring upwards my juice-soaked stockings and thighs. I felt cool air swirl nicely all over my wet nakedness, and realized that my damp skirt had been creeping up over the seam of my stockings in the process of him laying me down, resulting in granting him the view of his life. I could tell that he enjoyed every second, not only by watching him gazing at me with pure adoration which made me love him even more, but with a look down his body where his beautiful cock, already back to full mast and twitching happily, proudly stood out of the fly of his jeans, pointing directly to the center of our mutual need, and greed. I had to hold my breath momentarily, before I groaned with this mouth-watering sight, at least eight inches of pure beauty, though the girth was even more impressing, in a sudden moment of solicitousness I thought by myself, 'Dear God, I can't take him, he will split me into pieces.' Sure, I had admired that impressive bulge it had created in John's jeans earlier, and I had felt him sooner, eagerly pressing and rubbing against my crotch, sending me over the edge then whilst John had flooded my entire front up to my boobs - but right now, openly hogging that royal beauty from just one yard's distance I felt my ass and hips wriggling all over the chair with overwhelming anticipation and pent-up need, whilst captured, fascinated watching John's tongue eagerly trying to wet his lips,
'At last I've got laid now,' I thought, desperately trying to suppress some silly giggling, when John caught me off-guard, "Crystal, I... please believe me, I'm honest, I never ever saw anyone, or anything, that even came near to your beauty..." John's hoarse voice, dark with desire, seeped deep into me, hitting and touching my very core, causing me to tremble uncontrollably, and sob quietly. John was alarmed, and all over me in just one second, holding me tight, pressing me into his chest, "Dear heavens, darling...," he was trembling, too, whilst eagerly kissing the tears off my face, stroking my damp hair, softly caressing my sweaty back, all the way down and up again, all the time murmuring the sweetest words of love on to me, into me.
