Rambling Rose

Standing, I said, “Tristan, we shouldn’t…”

He simply replied with, “I don’t care. I’ve watched you and wanted you for so long! I can’t wait anymore!!” He gripped my wrists and crushed me against the wall! Tristan groped, starting to push the jacket from my shoulders, he licked my neck. I got goose bumps! The pure thrill of being that exposed, knowing at any minute one of our other neighbors could see us-or even Emma!-it was exhilarating!! When he pushed his pelvis against mine, forcing that cock against me, I couldn’t resist. I managed to whisper breathlessly for him to go inside. Opening the door, he pulled me in with one fluid motion. I was already beginning to tremble with excitement as he let my jacket fall to the floor and pulled off my top. Then, he suddenly slowed. Tracing a finger over my red satin bra and across my hard nipple, he said, “I’m going to savor staring at your body. You’ve made me want you so bad…now I’m going to make you want me!” I could only stare in awe. Wondering how he managed to put me in this position. It was a turn on to have Tristan just take total control. I’m not used to it! AND I normally HATE it!! He untied my yoga pants and slid them delicately off. He grinned up at me when he saw the growing wet spot on my red satin thong. Still he took his time. Hands roaming my body, caressing my curves. He took my hand and led me toward the kitchen. Pulling off his shirt and dropping it casually on a chair, he again turned and pulled me against him.

I felt like a school-girl as I undid his jeans. When I leaned forward to slide the jeans down, Tristan unhooked my bra and it fell. My nipples were so hard! I knelt down as he leaned against my kitchen table, pulled off his boxers, and simply stared at his HUGE fucking dick!!!! I thought I’d take control back, so I started licking his balls, sucking each one into my mouth. God, he smelled SO good! I licked and nipped my way up his gigantic rod, watching him grip the side of the table as the pleasure hit. His head tilted back, he begged me to suck it. When I took it, nearly to the base, into my mouth and deep into my throat, Tristan groaned loud and long. He grabbed a fistful of hair and controlled my head. When he was satisfied, he tapped my shoulder. Then he turned me around and picked me up onto the table. I jerked off my panties and spread my legs wide, opening up my pussy for whatever he was going to give it. He plunged into me, deep and hard and fast. I wrapped my legs around him tightly as he thrust relentlessly in and out, harder and faster. The harder he fucked me, the more I screamed, until my body was spasming out of control from the strength of that final orgasm! I begged him not to stop. So he kept ramming me. When he finally came, he exploded violently. I continued to cum, digging my nails into his arms until he finally leaned over me onto the table, completely spent.

“Exactly how big…are you?” I panted out, totally exhausted.

Tristan chuckled lightly, and puffed out, “10 and a half inches.” He pulled out a chair and sat down, pulling me into his lap, he asked, “You liked it?”

“Fuck, yes! I LOVED it!! You were amazing!” We sat like that for several more minutes until his cock shrank from my pussy and his cum started to ooze down his balls to the chair. I stood up and grabbed a roll of paper towels. “Here. You need to clean up.” His ocean blue eyes sparkled when he laughed and took the roll from me, watching me wipe his cum from my thighs. When Tristan left, I was still swimming from the orgasm, so I simply sat back down at the kitchen table-nude. After about 20 minutes, I decided to pull on the robe that matched the bra and panty set I had worn that day. For some reason, I put my bra and thong back on. I felt so sexy at that moment! I simply laid down on the couch.