After her dad and I had our intense pool table session, my friend finally came home. I was still so damn horny from it all. We hung out for a bit, but I couldn’t get the heat out of my mind. When we went up to her room, the tension was too much.
I made the first move, leaning in and kissing her, hard and deep. She didn’t pull away, just kissed me back with the same hunger. My hands roamed her body, slipping under her shirt to cup her boobs. She moaned into my mouth, and I felt my own arousal spike even higher.
I pulled off her top, taking her nipples into my mouth, sucking and biting gently. She arched her back, pushing her chest closer to me. Then it was her turn; she pushed me back, yanking my shirt off and latching onto my tits. The sensation was electric, sending jolts straight to my core.
We moved to the bed, clothes coming off in a hurry. I kissed my way down her body, spreading her legs wide and diving into her pussy. She was so wet, so ready. My tongue worked her clit, and she gasped and writhed, fingers tangling in my hair.
She pulled me up, switching places. Her mouth was on me, sucking my tits, her fingers exploring my wet folds. Then she started licking my pussy, sending waves of pleasure through me. We took turns, sucking each other’s pussies, fingers teasing and playing.
The room was filled with our moans, the sounds of our bodies moving together. She came hard, her whole body shaking, and I wasn’t far behind. We lay there afterward, sweaty and satisfied, basking in the glow of our intense, unexpected session.
