Entangled Passions

         Entangled Passions

         We blasted through the door of Matt’s beach house in a torrent of lust and passion. Our libidos were in full control of our actions. I could feel Matt’s hand slide up my legs and under my skirt, his fingers dancing on the imitation silk hugging my damp pussy lips. I tossed my head back and moaned, accenting my small perky tits. Matt slid his other hand under my tank top, cupping the small of my back. I took control and spun him from our position leaning against the door jam and pushed him onto the couch. I instantly fell on top of him, smiling seductively. My short blonde hair was just long enough to bridge the short gap between our faces and tickle his cheek. I caught my breath a little before pouncing on Matt’s waiting lips. My hips took a mind of their own as I grinded on the bulge developing in Matt’s jeans. Matt pulled back from our passionate kiss and smirked at me before grabbing my hips and flipping us over on the couch, much fits of giggles and faux protests.

         He then leaned down and whispered into my ear, “Help me strip you babe.” I nodded and smiled as I pulled off my tank top and lifted my hips so Matt could pull off my skirt. I then reached behind me and unhooked my bra, letting it ease off and slowly reveal my tits. As soon as the lace garment hit the hard wood floor of the beach house Matt pounced, my lips claimed by his. It was so sweetly seductive I melted into the couch. Even his hair smelt so much of sweet fresh air that I couldn’t help but be aroused by it. My legs wrapped around his waist; my crotch begging for the closeness. He ground on my aching pussy for a second before backing up slightly and pulling off his shirt. I licked my lips and pulled him back down, kissing him with new fervor. My groin pleaded for more as the small thrusts didn’t hit deep enough for my needs.

         Matt slid down, his face a light with mischief and merry. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of my panties. I raised my hips, letting him pull the clingy damp fabric away from my body. I spread my legs, my young, waxed, virgin pussy bare for Matt’s inspection. Matt breathed a sigh of pure delight as he whispered into the sea air trapped in the house, “God, Samantha, you’re gorgeous!”

         “Say that again,” I whispered, not believing my ears.

         “You’re fucking gorgeous, Samantha,” Matt said, his voice low and seductive, a sweet baritone showing how mature he was. My eyes get lost in his sky blue ones. I find myself struggling to respond.

         Matt’s head dipped down and I felt his tongue contact my outer lips. I tossed my head back and gasped, the sensation of someone licking my folds fresh to me. “Oh, Matt,” I moaned, my hands running through his short black hair. He turned his attention to my clit, his tongue lightly dancing around the little nub teasing me. “Matt, please, I beg y—AH!”

         Matt’s slender finger slid into my pussy, startling me. I rocked my hips, his finger pressing down inside of me, my mind spacing in the pure bliss of it all. His tongue, firm against my pussy, lapped at my clit greedily. His finger turned my brain inside and out through my dripping cunt. I grabbed his head and pulled him up, driving my tongue into his mouth, his jean clad bulge grinding against my yearning hole. “Fuck me, babe. Fuck me!” I whispered; my pleas, however, went unanswered. Matt then sucked my clit, bobbing his head up and down.

         Suddenly Matt stood up and started to unbutton his jeans. “Let me lay down; it will be easier for your first time if you do it yourself.” I nodded, anticipation mixing with a dash of nervousness. Matt slid his jeans and boxers down and I almost came just from the sight of his thick, hard shaft. He laid down on her back, holding his cock pointing up waiting for me. I smirked at Matt before I swung my leg over Matt’s waist, taking his cock and resting myself against the tip. Matt and I looked straight into each other’s eyes, watching the magic dance brightly. Suddenly I let my legs go and used my, granted light, body weight to slam my hips down to his.

         My head flung back; my back arched and my voice cried out as Matt’s throbbing hard cock filled my once innocent pussy. Energy started swirling around us as I slid my hips up and down, body and soul vibrating from our combined lust. Matt started to thrust up, causing my body to shake and my boobs to bounce. I moaned and groaned as I witnessed both of us putting it all into our mutual enjoyment. I leaned down and kissed Matt passionately, grinding my hips up and down letting Matt’s long hard cock pulse in me.

         The energy maelstrom surrounding us intensified as we attacked our lust with new enthusiasm. At one point Matt grabbed my hips to switch to him being on top; his hips crashing in and out of me. My body tensed; a white hot heat developed in my loins. “Oohh god! I’m cumming!!” I moaned before gasping out, my body shaking from the intensity. At the same time Matt grunted, emptying his seed into my waiting womb.

         We collapsed against the couch, Matt still inside me. I gasped as he shifted and we kissed; our energy still there even if it was muted. I whispered, smiling brightly at Matt, “You ready to quit?”

         Matt shook his head, “Last one to your bedroom has to please the other!” With that Matt rolled off me and ran up the stairs.

         “Hey!! That’s cheating!!”

TO BE CONTINUED?