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Celeb Fun

part 156

By Forest GreenPublished 2 months ago 3 min read

When she finally broke the kiss, her eyes were heavy-lidded, her chest rising and falling rapidly. With a playful wiggle, she pulled away just enough to reach under the hem of her sundress. My eyes widened as she expertly maneuvered, her hands disappearing, only to re-emerge, triumphantly cradling her full, soft breasts. They spilled out of the front of her dress, magnificent and inviting. I didn’t hesitate, my hands cupping their warm weight, thumbs circling her hardening nipples. A low moan escaped her lips, a sound that vibrated through me.

The car was still moving, the world outside a blur, but our universe had shrunk to this intimate bubble. Jennifer shifted again, her hips subtly spreading, her knees nudging the center console. "I always leave my panties at home," she whispered, her voice husky with desire, her fingers already finding their way to my zipper.

Jennifer, her eyes sparkling with mischief and a touch of daring, had me backed against the door, her hands tracing a fiery path up my chest. Her breath, sweet with wine, ghosted across my lips as she whispered, "Let's see what all the fuss is about."

Then, with a playful tug, her fingers found the zipper of my jeans. The rasp of metal was like a prelude to a crescendo, and as it gave way, a gasp escaped her lips. My cock, thick and engorged with a potent mix of anticipation and arousal, sprung free, flinging out with an almost comical force. The surprise on her face was immediate, a beautiful blend of shock and awe. Her eyes widened, tracing the length of me, and a slow, wicked smile spread across her face.

"Well, hello there," she murmured, her voice a low purr that sent shivers down my spine. There was a genuine wonder in her expression, a silent acknowledgment of the sheer size of what lay before her. My heart hammered against my ribs, a drumbeat of pure, unadulterated excitement.

Her fingers, delicate yet firm, reached out tentatively. The first touch was feather-light, a slow, exploring caress that made me suck in a sharp breath. It was as if she was getting acquainted with a magnificent, unknown creature, her touch both respectful and intensely curious. She traced the prominent head, then glided down the shaft, her thumb pressing lightly against the pulsing vein. Each stroke sent a wave of electric current through my entire being.

My knees felt weak, and I gripped her waist, pulling her closer until her soft breasts pressed against my chest. Her eyes, still locked on mine, held a thrilling challenge, a promise of untold pleasures. She leaned in, her lips brushing my ear, and whispered, "I think we're going to have a lot of fun with this." The soft, wet heat of her hand continued its hypnotic dance, and I knew, with absolute certainty, that she was just as excited as I was, if not more so. The night was just beginning, and the possibilities felt endless.

The cool air hit me as she freed me, her touch sending shivers through my core. Her grip was firm, expertly teasing, and I closed my eyes, savoring the sensation. The car, the road, everything faded away. All that mattered was her touch, her scent, the rising heat between us.

"Oh, Jen," I groaned, my hips instinctively bucking.

She pulled her hand away, a teasing smirk on her face, but then, with a swift movement, she moved, positioning herself, her bare hips pressing against my inner thighs. "No time for that," she breathed, her voice a seductive purr. "Let's make this quick."

Then she was there, her soft, wet entrance pressing against me, guiding me. I thrust forward, a primal urge driving me, and she met me, thrusting back, her big, beautiful ass bouncing against me with every movement. The friction, the heat, the sheer animalistic pleasure of it was overwhelming. The world exploded in a kaleidoscope of sensation, and with a guttural cry, I surged inside her.

We collapsed against each other, gasping for air, the car now pulled over on the shoulder, the engine idling. Jennifer’s head rested on my shoulder, her breath hot against my neck.

"That was amazing," she murmured, a contented sigh escaping her. "Let's do it again."

"Yes," I replied, my voice still hoarse, a wide grin spreading across my face as I tightened my embrace around her. "Definitely, yes."

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Forest Green

Hi. I am a writer with some years of experiences, although I am still working out the progress in my work. I make different types of stories that I hope many will enjoy.

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    Written by Forest Green