After the Gala

He suddenly pulls me to my feet by my armpits, his cock wetly slapping against my stomach as his mouth ferociously attacks mine, his tongue and lips milking my mouth of our taste, I melt into him in response. His hands push the straps of my dress off both shoulders as our mouths crush together; my hands not idle, as I unbutton his shirt, his chest warm, the light fuzz of hair welcome to my touch. I almost laugh out loud as his hands so gleefully go to my modest breasts, stroking and caressing me, only stopping as I push his shirt down his arms. Soon we again are embraced, my breasts pushing into his chest, his thick cock prodding into my pelvis, eager to find a purchase in my body! I push my body against Jack, wanting him to know I want him as well.

Our kisses slow, and now nude, Jack takes my hand and leads me into the adjoining bedroom. I slowly pull my dress down my body, finally standing in just my heels and pink panties, "God I want this man" I think to myself, watching him as he settles down onto the bed. Turning my back to him, I ease my pink panties down my legs, leaving my bare bum and back open to his view. Reaching down, I push at my clit, aroused at the intimacy before hiding it between my legs as I turn back around to face the handsome man there. I slide onto the bed, brushing my pelvis against the luxurious comforter, resting alongside Jack, my hand rubbing his chest and abs and thigh, tickling my fingers along his cock, stroking his now steel-hard member. Not passive, he rolls me onto my back so that I am beneath him, his cock grinding against my thigh. Before I can stop him, his hand goes between my legs, a look of confusion crosses behind his eyes as he finds the base of my clit, his fingers taking only a moment to measure me to my tip, his touch causes me to get hard, soon my hard 5 inches are encased in his grip as my clit frees itself from the prison of my thighs where I try to hide it from the world.

"How, what, is this?" he stumbles through the not uncommon questions.