Delving into Kay

Delving into Kay

The first time I kissed her it was in the back of a dive bar and we were both drunk off of lust and shooters. I was intoxicated with her aroma, a mixture of lilacs and cigarettes and the look in her eyes made my pants swell. I couldn't believe a little chatter in a god-awful pub about insurance had lead us to this¦ meshing tongues and exploring each other in an empty parking lot.
Finally, we stumbled down the streets, trying desperately to make our way back to my loft. I couldn't help but touch her. She claimed she was of Vietnamese/Irish decent; her eyes were as dark as onyx and her skin was delicate and sun-kissed. In the middle of our journey to my bed, I had to stop and press her firmly up against a brick wall. I had to feel her pillowy soft lips against mine; she had this amazing taste that made me beg for more. She was pressed there for what seemed like hours ¦I took in her aroma, her sweet taste. She whispered in my ear, pleading with me to delve into every inch of her.
"I can't wait to see you naked. I muttered into her ear.
"Why wait? she murmurred back.
She grabbed hold of me by my arm and dragged me along. We stumbled on until we found a nearby park. She giggled under her breath and we rushed inside. Once we had found a secluded picnic bench, I embraced her. My hands found their way up the back of her shirt and soon she was sitting topless in front of me. Her breasts were unbelievably perfect, so round and gravity defiant. I took her right breast into my mouth in an instance, suckling her flawless nipple. She seemed to quiver with pleasure beneath me. I couldn't resist massaging her tits¦ they fit so perfectly into my hands, so perfectly into my mouth. I was so terribly eager to see what other hidden delights she had in store for me.
Soon she was looking at me with that devilish look in her eyes. She licked her plump lips and began to pull my favorite red T-shirt over my head. She grazed her impeccably soft hands up and down my chest and pinched my nipples. I winced and she pinched harder. She began to kiss my chest, making her way up to my neck.
I couldn't withstand this torture any longer. I took her in my arms and kissed her passionately, running my hands through her silken strands. My hands made their way down her belly and began to unbutton her slacks. She was wearing these deliciously silken cherry booty shorts that framed her even more delicious derrirere. I yanked her slacks off and laid her comfortably on top of the rustic picnic tabletop.
There she laid before me¦wearing a tight pair of panties and a killer smile. I kissed her firmly on the mouth, letting my mouth explore her body. Finally my lips found her mound. I couldn't help but allow my fingers to delve into her wetness; how tight and warm she was! I writhed on the table as I stripped her and touched her, letting my tongue taste her. Her thighs were unbelievably toned and soft as they squirmed beneath me. Without warning, she shot up. She grabbed me by my hair and plunged her tongue into my mouth.
"How badly do you want me? I whispered to her.
She licked her lips and smile at me. With that, I climbed out of my pants and pulled her ass to the edge of the table. I rubbed the tips of my fingers along her clit, feeling as it grew with pleasure beneath my touch. I shoved a few of my fingers into her, licking my fingers as I withdrew them. I smiled as I grabbed my dick in my hand. She giggled happily as I rubbed it against her pussy. Then in one smooth stroke, I thrust it into her. She wailed in ectascy beneath me. I started driving it into her slowly; I wanted to feel her tightness, I wanted to tease her. She swiveled her hips beneath me, her rear grinding against the bare wood table top. She wrapped her legs around my waist and took hold of me. She drew me into herself and moaned with pleasure.
"What'do you think you're doin? I asked her smartly.
"I told you I wanted you.
I pulled myself out of her and stood there moitionless. "I am in charge, miss. I said, trying to remain as serious as possible. She laid herself out on the table and didn't move. "That's better. I said matter of factly.
I grabbed her by her waist and drove my throbbing cock into her. When she moaned with delight, I threw my hand over her mouth. She bit the inside of my palm and I only drove myself into her harder. I squeezed her tits with my free hand; I wanted to take full advantage of this beautiful opportunity. From her breasts, I made my way back to her darling clit. I rubbed it with my index finger and she swooned beneath me. I thrust harder and harder yet until I was gasping for air. I looked down at her and she was still smiling with a gleam in her eyes.
"I want you climb on me and fuck me like you mean it. I told her forcefully.
She nodded and climbed down from the table. I laid in her place, my hard member pointing to the moon above as it glistens with her juices. I saw her rummaging in her purse for something. Within moments, a small jar emerged from her large bag. She poured some in her palms and then rubbed a bit on her backside. She poured some more in her right hand and began to stroke my cock with it. "I found a girl who carries lube in her purse! I thought to myself. She hovered over me with her backside facing me.
"I need this. That was all she said to me before she began to tease my cock with her asshole. She took my hand and used a few of my fingers to probe her. Ah, she was ever so tight here. A few moments later, she was taking my dick into her rear. In one quick rear thrust, I was deep inside her. Her hips swiveled on top of me as my cock explored her ass. Her beauiful ass hopped on top of me, every thrust drawing me closer and closer to orgasm. She clawed the sides of my legs as she thrust harder and harder. I wanted to rub her clit but she slapped my hand at every attempt. She took her tender hands and began to explore herself. She screamed out in bliss as she came. She came in a monstrous burst on top of me. I began to thrust my hips from beneath her, trying my best to lengthen her orgasm. She gave me a few more sharp thrusts and I came inside of her. She rubbed my balls and climbed down from me.
"That was just what we needed, wasn't it? she proclaimed.
"Very much so. I stammered.
She dressed quickly as she looked around for any on-lookers. She told me her name was Kay and she scrawled her name down on my palm as I sat there naked in the moonlight. Then as I dressed, she vanished.