I don’t often take risks, unless there’s something I really want. When my cousin talked me into going to a party with her, I didn’t think there would be any fun in it for me. But that was only until we got there and I saw him standing across the room. Within minutes, our eyes met and I knew this would be a chance to let my hair down and have some fun.
I was going to ask my cousin to introduce us, but she had disappeared with one of her friends. Feeling this guy’s eyes on me, I suddenly felt flushed. I walked out onto the terrace for some fresh air. When I heard the door open and close behind me, I knew it was him.
His arms came around me as I turned, and he said, “I didn’t know if you were going to come back, so I thought I’d follow you.”
Looking into his deep green eyes, I knew what was going to happen. From the look in his eyes, he knew, too. Not caring about anything but how this man was making me feel, I watched him bend his head toward mine. Our lips met and suddenly nothing else existed. As our tongues came together our passion exploded. We broke apart only long enough to unbutton each other’s shirts. When his bare skin touched mine, it drove me crazy with need. His searching lips made a path from my mouth down my neck, and he pulled my shirt open. I pulled his shirt out of his pants so I could touch more of him with my trembling hands. His hands explored my body, and then he lifted me and I wrapped my legs around his waist.
Never before had anyone made me feel like this. I’d forgotten where I was, forgotten that someone could walk out and catch us at any minute.
With my back against the wall and my lips on his, he let me down and lifted my skirt so he could grab my panties and pull them off. Before they hit the ground, his penis was out of his pants and thrusting toward me. Taking it into my hands, I began stroking and teasing him just as someone opened the terrace door. My hands fell away from him and he thrust himself inside me. No one came out, though. I guessed they just wanted to let some cool air in. Gasping as his mouth returned to mine, I forgot about everything but what was happening between me and this mystery man. I met him thrust for thrust. When I heard laughter coming through the open door, it made me feel wanton, lent an edge to what we were doing. I was so excited by the thrill of possible discovery.
Thrusting faster and faster, we climaxed together. Breathlessly holding each other in the aftermath of what we had just experienced, we started laughing, unable to believe that we’d had sex where anyone could have seen us. For the first time in my life, I had acted without thinking about the results of what I was doing. It felt damn good, and I had no regrets.
We straightened our clothes and walked back into the party. I held his hand and followed him through the living room and into the hallway. We kept walking until we found an empty room, away from the rest of the party, a combination study and bedroom.
I followed him in and closed the door behind me. The next thing I knew, we were in each other’s arms again. Kissing him seemed as natural and necessary as breathing to me. I just had to do it. He unbuttoned my shirt as I groped at his, pulling it off over his head. When my shirt finally slipped from my arms, we couldn’t get enough of each other. Once we started kissing we didn’t want to stop. He reached behind me and unzipped my skirt. I kicked it off along with my shoes.
He unfastened my bra and I dropped it to the floor. I stood in front of him wearing just my panties and stockings. I reached for the top of his pants to undo them, then slipped my hands inside and pushed them down far enough to release his penis. I gasped as I felt the length of him against my stomach. He stepped away from me just long enough to pull off the rest of his clothes, and then his arms were back around me.
I reached between us and grasped his cock, and had a wonderful feeling of power as it hardened in my hands. He was unable to stand this sweet torture long, and soon pulled my hands away and began to work on me. One of his hands made its way down my body, driving me slowly crazy, for I knew exactly where it was going to stop. My knees were growing weaker by the minute, so I held on to his shoulders as he slipped one finger inside me. I thrust my hips against his hand as his fingers did amazing things to me.
When I could stand no more I cried out and he swung me up into his arms. I assumed we were headed to the bed, but instead he carried me toward the desk. With one quick swipe of his arm he cleared the desk of its books and files. He pulled my panties off, tossed them aside, and placed me on the desk. He stood between my legs, looking at me, and suddenly entered me with one hard, fast motion. I wrapped my legs around him so he couldn’t pull away, and rose to meet his every thrust. I kissed him like I’ve never kissed anyone before. He put his hands on my hips to pull me closer and pressed his cock even deeper inside, and I was overcome by the most incredible orgasm I’ve ever experienced. Just then, he reached his climax.
When we were finally able to speak, he said in a husky voice, “By the way, I forgot to mention, my name’s Mark.”
Laughing at the way he put it, I said, “Well, we were a little busy. I’m Jo.”
He then surprised me all over again by lifting me off the desk and carrying me to the bed. “Don’t you think it’s time for us to try this in the more traditional way, Jo?” he asked as he got on top of me. I laughed and agreed, and then rolled him over so that I was on top. I started kissing my way down his body, using my tongue to drive him crazy. Brushing up against his penis, I felt him shudder and looked up into his eyes. What I saw there made me smile. I kissed his inner thighs, making my way to what I was really seeking. He groaned in frustration when I kissed him lightly. Knowing he wanted more, I took him into my mouth. He soon drew me back up and gave me a hungry kiss that spoke volumes of his need. Turning me over onto my back, he began sucking my nipples. Just when I’d think he was done, he’d go to the other and take it in his mouth, sucking until I could hardly bear it. He made his way down my body until he stopped suddenly and looked up at me. Knowing what he was going to do nearly drove me over the edge. He lowered his head to my very essence and I jumped at the touch of his tongue. There was no way I could stop the amazing things he was making me experience. I knew I would always remember this wild, erotic night. Finally I couldn’t take any more and I grabbed his shoulders and pulled him back up to me. I brought his lips to mine as my arms encircled his neck.
The tip of his penis touched me lightly, then he thrust himself inside me again. I tightened my legs around his hips to pull him deeper into me. I gasped as we both came. Feeling his breath against my shoulder, I knew that he felt the magic between us just as I did. He held me tightly as he turned onto his side, as if he couldn’t bear to be separated from me. Feeling him kiss my temple, I looked up and asked, “How long do you think we have before someone looks for us?”
He looked at me with an amused expression and said, “Unless your friend said something, I doubt anyone even noticed we’re gone. Why?”
“I don’t know. I guess I just wanted to know how much time we’ve got before someone walks in on us.”
“Don’t worry. I locked the door,” he said with a shrug of his broad shoulders.
“So we have plenty of time to ourselves then?” I asked.
“Sure,” he said. “So what do you say we don’t waste any more of it?”
Without giving him a chance to say anything else, I kissed him hard. I was rewarded with the feel of him growing hard again inside me. He began to move, thrusting into me, his hands on my hips. Breaking the kiss, we continued riding each other hard and fast. All kinds of emotions came over me as I looked into his eyes and climaxed. Feeling his hands tighten on me, I knew he had come again, too.
There were a lot of firsts for me that night and I have no regrets whatsoever. Given the same circumstances, I’d probably do the exact same thing again. I could sense that he felt the same way I did, and we stayed in bed a bit, in each other’s arms, listening to the party start to wind down.
“I guess we should get dressed and head back out,” I said, dreading the prospect.
“Yeah, I guess we should, since it’s my party,” he told me.
Rising from the bed, we dressed in silence. Finally, when we were both presentable again, we turned to each other for one final kiss, knowing it would be our last. Then, with one quick look around the room, he opened the door and we walked out together, just as we had come in. What a night it had been!
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