Lonely

By the time he reached the bedroom, she had reclined on the bed, her garments shed on the floor. She rose, running a hand down his bare arm and allowing her mischievous tongue to dart out and wetten his lips. He responded by removing his vest and tossing it aside, casting his head back in mild pleasure as she began to work his nipple -- kissing it, sucking it, nibbling its tip and hissing in appreciation. As her mouth did so, her hands wandered down to his trousers, loosening the buckle and adding them to the ever-growing pile of clothes. She pulled back, her unclothed form plopping back onto the bed.

"Go on, bad boy. Have your wicked way with me." Her sultry tones elicited a sharp inhale from Trey, who wriggled free of his restrictive boxers and began to caress his erect penis.

"Suck me," he demanded, stroking himself with new intensity.

Jessica obliged immediately, beginning with a gentle lick, before taking the entire, large member into her mouth. She sucked eagerly, her moist tongue folding itself around the bare, oh-so-delicious cock. He pulled away after a few moments and plunged his head into her breasts, anxiously groping them as he worked them with his mouth. They kissed, passion driving their soft, rocking movements and gasps. Trey retreated once again.

"What is it?" Jessica enquired, almost breathless from the heat of the moment.

Trey gripped his shaft and began to pump up and down, exciting his genitals. "I want to make this good..."

"It's going to be good," she protested, clutching her loose, supple breasts. "You're manly, hairy...and definitely big."

Trey slowly advanced again, still touching himself. "Trust me...I'm gonna take you to a whole new world..."

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AUTHOR'S NOTES: This is just a little teaser, a little PWP. Next chapter, Trey really gets going...if y'all like this story, I'll be developing a character-driven story called "Sex & The OC".