The 21st

 Melody smiled as her phone lit up and beeped, he had responded again. She picked up the sleek black device and her grin widened as she read the message. Darren wanted her to come and hang out for his birthday, things were moving right along from the awkward elevator incident. 

 Melody grimaced as she thought back to her last court date, she had been so excited to see Darren. They had never exchanged contacts the last time she had seen him, she was so angry with herself. She had missed a second chance to get to know this mysterious guy that had been making such... "satisfying" appearances in her dreams. Lo and behold, however, 3 months later he walked into her elevator. He looked so much healthier than he had sitting in that holding cell, waiting for magistration. Fresh haircut, muscular shoulders visible through a fresh white tee, blue jeans just tight enough that she even saw her mother catch a glance at the impressive bulge. She had been tempted to run at him with a hug, but managed to maintain composure as his eyes set upon her.

 "Do you remember me?" she asked tentatively, nervously nibbling her bottom lip.

  Darren's face lit up immediately, that smirk that drove her crazy rising on his lips. "Melody? Oh my God, it's you! What are the odds?" he exclaimed, stepping into the elevator.

  Melody snuck a peek at her mother's face, only to find her staring pointedly at the number pad on the elevator wall. Melody immediately turned to Darren, her mind racing as he asked how she had been, what she was up to. She hoped her face wasn't flushing as she snuck glance after glance at his member, barely able to keep her attention on his words. Oh how she just wanted to see it, erect in all it's throbbing glory. 

  The sound of her phone indicating another message drew Melody out of her reverie, she hurried to type a response and a good night before rolling over to dream again of this mystery man, Darren.

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  The three days leading up to the eleventh of July were agonizing, Darren couldn't help but fantasize about this girl with the body of a goddess. She had filled out nicely since he had left the trap scene, meth can turn anyone into a skeleton. Even her long black hair seemed healthier. He loved her legs the best: long, tan, smooth, and shapely. Her slight thigh gap was very noticable in the "booty shorts" she preferred to wear, particularly because of the smooth curve of her hips leading to an impressive ass for such a thin woman. Her breasts were not large, but proportion and perkiness made them almost as desirable as her thighs. Darren felt the desire rise in his loins and smirked. He felt his pants tighten around his half-cocked member as he clutched and shifted into fourth. Was tonight going to be the night he finally tasted this forbidden fruit?

  Melody rushed from the shower to the bedroom, grabbing her carefully selected lingerie from the bed as she hurried to get ready. Darren was already on his way and she had to look absolutely perfect... there was no way she would sleep in her own bed tonight, she was going to make sure of it. The sleek black thong slid easily up her luscious thighs, snug around her well-rounded hips. The matching silk bra didn't even give her trouble as she snapped the clip, something felt right about tonight. Melody examined her flawless body in the mirror. From the celtic sun on her right hip to the stars on her left breast, she knew she looked damn good. She grinned as she slipped into her favorite brown shorts, tonight was going to be the night.

  Darren rolled around the cul-de-sac, impressed by the size and luxury of the houses. The girl's parents must be loaded to live in such an upscale neighborhood as this, did he just pull the triple sevens? Beautiful, intelligent, and wealthy: sounded like a win to a former drug dealer. He pulled out his phone and texted Melody to let her know he was outside, then quickly set the playlist he had prepared. A few moments later, his jaw dropped.

  The woman who stepped out of this high-end home was beyond compare, he was so stunned by Melody's glowing features that he almost forgot to unlock the doors. Boots and booty shorts transformed an impressive set of legs into a blessing from God, it seemed. 

  Melody saw Darren light up again as she stepped into the car, his eyes sliding up her smooth silky thighs, coming to a rest on hers. "Hey... Wow. You look gorgeous Melody... Way fucking gorgeous..."

  She smirked, "You look pretty good too... I think the white t-shirt is a good look for you."

 Darren shifted into first and rolled out of the neighborhood, turning onto the freeway. 

  "So where do you wanna go?" he asked, glancing over to see her still gazing at him. A soft smile graced her features as she responded.

 "It's up to you.... It's your birthday after all." Something in her eyes spoke to Darren, he shifted into third and took his hand off the gear stick. His fingers cruised up her thigh as the sedan cruised down the highway, nothing was stopping either of them. 

  It's a miracle they made it to Darren's apartment safely, he couldn't keep his hands off of Melody, nor she him. He cracked and chugged a beer before handing it to her and pulling off his shirt. When he looked up he was surprised to see her open the second, the first sat empty on his desk. He grinned wickedly as he stepped in close to Melody, his hands exploring her back and ample ass. She winked as she swallowed a draft of the brew, then offered it to Darren. He let her tip the bottle to his lips, unwilling to take his hands off now that he had this goddess within them.

  The brews were soon forgotten as the make-out session moved to the bed, bras and pants found themselves undone and strewn about the floor as the two passionate lovers kissed every inch of the other they could reach. Darren stood up on his knees and smiled, gazing down at Melody's breath-taking curves.

  "First baby... let me... take care of you.." He whispered to her before kissing her lips gently. He made his way down her neck to her soft, supple breasts. Each nipple was kissed passionately, even as he had kissed her lips so many times before. He kissed his way down to her carefully selected silk panties, gently working his fingers under her pantyline. He found, to his delight, that she was already moist and inviting. Darren pulled her panties aside, kissing her hooded clit, tonguing it passionately.

  "Ohhhh... be gentle with it baby... be gentle." Melody moaned as she watched him skillfully work his tongue around her pussy.

  Darren simply smiled and slid his tongue slowly up and down her slit, teasing her tight hole as his fingers lightly caressed her clitorus. He began to use his other hand to spread her lips, giving his tongue more access to the sensitive folds of her flower, her legs wrapped around his shoulders as she began to writhe in ecstasy. The intensity of her moans increased as he began to generously fuck her with his tongue, writing endless stories of lust into her loins. Melody half-screamed his name as she fell back into the glorious bliss of an orgasm. She breathed heavily, half moaning with every exhale, until she felt Darren kissing his way back up. Melody opened her eyes to see him happier than she ever thought she had seen anyone in her life. 

"You taste amazing baby..." he panted, slightly out of breath. Melody just smiled and pulled him in, kissing him passionately as she felt for his throbbing member. She gripped it tightly, impressed by it's girth.

"Oh my.... It's so big baby!" she kissed him again as she guided him inside, smirking when she heard his gasp of pleasure upon entering. He began to slowly slide his throbbing cock into her amazingly moist vagina, slow steady strokes. Darren looked up to see Melody lean her head back, eyes rolling with pleasure as he maintained his pace. One hand began to explore her breasts, the other gripped her ass tightly, holding her body at the proper angle. For what seemed like hours he kept his pace, spurred on by Melody's insistence that he never stop. As the fifth orgasm rocked her body, she begged him to cum for her. 

  "Mmm, fuck me baby, fuck me how you want it... I want you to come for me Darren!" Melody moaned and looked up at her lover expectantly.

 "Okay baby.... then come here." Darren laid out on his back, reaching out his hand to her. She took it as she straddled him, sitting on her knees with his throbbing cock directly beneath her dripping cunt.

 "Just like that baby... now lean forward and let me do the work." He grinned, this was not the first time he had performed this manuever, but it had been a few years. (Sadly this was too true.) 

 He gripped her hips as she leaned over him, then tucked his face into her shoulder and began to fuck her from beneath. The sound of his hips slamming into hers grew louder as he picked up speed, every muscle in his body tightening as he pounded her tight little pussy into submission. Melody moaned uncontrollably as he slammed everything he had into her, the sweat poured off their bodies in the heat of passion. Melody lost track of everything but the sensation of being fucked like nothing she had ever felt. No man had ever owned her so completely, the force of his passion rocked her into yet another orgasm. She gasped as her body spasmed, tingles running from her spine to the tips of her fingers and toes, then she felt him come. 

  Darren moaned loudly as he felt his cock burst with pleasure, hot semen flowing deep into his partner as the tightness in his shaft began to recede. His massive load dripped from Melody's tight pussy, coating his member and companions as it flowed. He gave her a few more thrusts, then relaxed, panting. Melody leaned up and kissed him deeply before the two of them drifted to sleep from exhaustion.

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  Darren smirked as he watched Melody make her way back up to the high-end home, struggling with her keys at the massive oak door. He had to be to work in a half hour... it was a 45 minute drive. He didn't care, last night had been worth it, by all means. He shifted into first and pulled away as a message beeped into his phone. He would check it later, for now he wanted to be happy... and just drive.