Once I’ve undone her dress, she leans up and slowly slips her arms out. I run my tongue over my lips as her full tits come into view. Her pebbled chocolate nipples are hard as rocks. The dress falls to her waist and sits there.
Grabbing her, I tug her into me. The moment she’s close enough, I latch my mouth around her peaks. She hisses and arches her back. With one hand at her back between her shoulder blades, I hold her in place as my tongue dances around her buds.
“Nico,” she whimpers.
My cock nearly bursts out of my slacks like the fucking Hulk.
Looking up at her, I admire the way her head is thrown back and her lips are parted while her eyes are shut tight.
With my free hand, I shove the rest of the dress over her hips until it falls to her feet. Letting her nipple go with a pop, I admire her naked body. Standing from the hood of my car, I snatch my shirt open, sending buttons everywhere. I toss the white shirt tothe side as I wrap a hand around her waist pulling her back into me for a kiss.
My tongue wrangles with hers as I grip her neck. My other hand grips her ass cheek so tight I might leave a bruise.
Tiffany squeezes her hands down between our bodies. She fumbles with my belt but eventually gets it undone. I move my lips from her mouth to her chin, down to her neck. I suck the delicate skin into my mouth, bringing the blood underneath up to the surface.
She pulls me out of my boxers, her small hand wrapping around my length. She glides it from the head and then back down to the base.
Letting go of her neck, I wrap my hand around her wrist, halting her movements. It’s been too long. I don’t want to waste this nut in her palm.
With her still being in her heels, she’s a lot taller. Nowhere near my height, but at least the top of her head is near my mouth. Lifting her leg over my forearm, I open her up for me.
“Put me in, Angel.”
She obliges my command. Gripping my length, she lines it up to her entrance. The heat radiating off her slit has me closing my eyes momentarily. She slides the sensitive tip of my cock through her wet folds. Even in the dark night with the sound of nature in the background, I can hear the creaminess of her pussy.
I grit my teeth as she continues to tease her opening with my dick. Finally, she lines me up, and I enter her walls.
“Fuck.” The word is hissed out.
“Yes,” she whimpers when I push further into her.
Lifting her leg higher, I bend my knees slightly to get a better angle. Widening my stance, I glide further into her. Her walls clench down on me as if they’re trying to halt my access. Pivoting my hips, I pull back only to slam all the way into her.
“Ahhh,” she screams, clutching her arms around my head. She pulls me to her chest.
Her body is arched over the hood of my car. I have one arm keeping her up, while the other keeps her one leg tucked up to her armpit.
Her slippery walls grip me like my cock is a lost lover back from war. She feels so fucking good I close my eyes and bask in being back inside her.
My hips piston in and out of her at a rapid pace. My balls smack her ass with each inward thrust. She whimpers and mewls, taking me like a champ.
“Please,” she pleads. I don’t even think she knows what she’s asking for.
Lifting my head from her chest, I grip the back of her neck, keeping her body at that perfect arch. I push so deep into her she lifts on her tiptoes.
“What do you need, my angel? You want me to go slower?”
I slow down my strokes, moving my hips in a circular motion, stirring her insides. She claws at my back, her mouth wide open.
“Or do you want me to fuck this wet little pussy faster?”
I slam into her so deep my balls press against her ass. She cries out, digging her nails into my shoulder.
“I’m coming,” she cries. “Oh god, Nico, I’m coming.”
She didn’t have to tell me. The way her grip tightened and her floodgates opened up on me, I knew she had just orgasmed.
Pulling out, I flip her around so that she is facing my car. Lifting one knee up on the hood, I spread her open so I can see that pink wet center. I push back into her. She leans forward, running from my length. Grabbing her waist, I yank her back onto me.
