After the Game
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Rating:
Adult ++
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
6,889
Reviews:
13
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Foreplay
The sauna was hot and steamy inside, mist rising, wraith-like. After a second Michael was kissing Storm again. It felt even better than before, if that was possible. It was more passionate this time, more yearning... Storm was wearing her best clothes for the match, like she always did. Her best clothes consisted of her precious Miss Sixty jeans, her green and blue top from Pineapple and her black leather jacket. Michael wasted no time in sliding the jacket off her shoulders. It slipped down between her back and the bench, forming a welcome cushion from the hard wood. As her hands slid up and down his bare back, his hands were roaming over her breasts. She sighed with pleasure as he massaged them, and all the time he was kissing her. At once he pulled her top over her head (stopping the kiss briefly to do so) and flung it into the corner of the room. She felt him bristle with excitement as he found her special black bra hidden underneath.
She ran her fingers through his hair - he was hot and sweaty, but it didn\'t matter. He began fumbling with her bra clip. She could tell that he wasn\'t that experienced, but he was only eighteen, after all. As soon as her breasts were exposed, Michael clamped his mouth over the left-hand one and flicked his tongue across it. Storm felt a bolt of pleasure pulse through her as his warm mouth massaged the nipple. He slipped his other hand down her jeans and began working on her clit. Storm had never felt anything so good in her life; she cried out and arched her back with pleasure. Michael grinned and moved across to the other nipple, while all the time his fingers were working away down below. Storm groaned with anticipation and felt her cunt grow sopping wet and slippery.
It wasn\'t long before Michael slipped her jeans off, and with them her black French Connection thong. His towel had long since slipped to the back of the bench, and they lay naked in each other\'s arms. Michael continued to work on Storm\'s clit, while she began to run her fingers up and down his cock. She was right - it was long for a guy who was really rather short. But she didn\'t mind, because he was therefore about the same height as her. If his cock had been stiff before, it was nothing compared to how rigid it became now. He twitched and moaned as pulses of pleasure shot through his body. Storm continued to rub her fingers along his cock, gradually increasing the pace and pressure. At the same time his hands were working furiously on her clit - God, he knew how to make a girl feel good! Storm saw stars and cried out. She felt as though she was just about to cum when Michael suddenly moved his hand away.
\"Don\'t stop!\" she cried out. \"Oh God, Michael, keep going!\" Michael only grinned and moved his mouth over her clit. Storm screamed. Michael thrust his tongue in and out of her cunt and flicked it across her clit, driving her wild. He slipped it in between the folds of the lips and sucked gently on her clit. Storm could contain her pleasure no longer, and cried out as she reached her climax. Juices flowed from her cunt and into Michael\'s mouth. He lapped them up with his tongue and kissed her clit gently. Now it was his turn. Storm turned herself round until her mouth was over Michael\'s cock. It was very stiff now and he was nearing orgasm. She took all seven inches of it into her mouth and sucked as hard as she could. Michael moaned and wriggled, and a few drops of pre cum oozed out of his cock.
\"Oh, Storm, Storm!\" he breathed. \"Keep going, that feels so good!\" Storm ran her tongue over the head of his cock and slipped it underneath the foreskin. She sucked on it gently and massaged his balls at the same time with her hands. She felt his whole body go rigid and the next thing she knew, he was screaming. She felt his cock convulse and shoot its cum into her mouth. It tasted warm and rather salty, and Storm lapped it up. Now she was actually doing it, she had no problem swallowing. She gulped it all down and licked the remnants off the end of his dick. He was so turned on, it wasn\'t long before it was stiff again.
She ran her fingers through his hair - he was hot and sweaty, but it didn\'t matter. He began fumbling with her bra clip. She could tell that he wasn\'t that experienced, but he was only eighteen, after all. As soon as her breasts were exposed, Michael clamped his mouth over the left-hand one and flicked his tongue across it. Storm felt a bolt of pleasure pulse through her as his warm mouth massaged the nipple. He slipped his other hand down her jeans and began working on her clit. Storm had never felt anything so good in her life; she cried out and arched her back with pleasure. Michael grinned and moved across to the other nipple, while all the time his fingers were working away down below. Storm groaned with anticipation and felt her cunt grow sopping wet and slippery.
It wasn\'t long before Michael slipped her jeans off, and with them her black French Connection thong. His towel had long since slipped to the back of the bench, and they lay naked in each other\'s arms. Michael continued to work on Storm\'s clit, while she began to run her fingers up and down his cock. She was right - it was long for a guy who was really rather short. But she didn\'t mind, because he was therefore about the same height as her. If his cock had been stiff before, it was nothing compared to how rigid it became now. He twitched and moaned as pulses of pleasure shot through his body. Storm continued to rub her fingers along his cock, gradually increasing the pace and pressure. At the same time his hands were working furiously on her clit - God, he knew how to make a girl feel good! Storm saw stars and cried out. She felt as though she was just about to cum when Michael suddenly moved his hand away.
\"Don\'t stop!\" she cried out. \"Oh God, Michael, keep going!\" Michael only grinned and moved his mouth over her clit. Storm screamed. Michael thrust his tongue in and out of her cunt and flicked it across her clit, driving her wild. He slipped it in between the folds of the lips and sucked gently on her clit. Storm could contain her pleasure no longer, and cried out as she reached her climax. Juices flowed from her cunt and into Michael\'s mouth. He lapped them up with his tongue and kissed her clit gently. Now it was his turn. Storm turned herself round until her mouth was over Michael\'s cock. It was very stiff now and he was nearing orgasm. She took all seven inches of it into her mouth and sucked as hard as she could. Michael moaned and wriggled, and a few drops of pre cum oozed out of his cock.
\"Oh, Storm, Storm!\" he breathed. \"Keep going, that feels so good!\" Storm ran her tongue over the head of his cock and slipped it underneath the foreskin. She sucked on it gently and massaged his balls at the same time with her hands. She felt his whole body go rigid and the next thing she knew, he was screaming. She felt his cock convulse and shoot its cum into her mouth. It tasted warm and rather salty, and Storm lapped it up. Now she was actually doing it, she had no problem swallowing. She gulped it all down and licked the remnants off the end of his dick. He was so turned on, it wasn\'t long before it was stiff again.