Where it happened: his room
His house was quiet, no one was home. We walked down to his
room and he stood me in the center of the floor. He carresed
my back with soft kisses, that be came more urgent as his
hands reach up my shirt to play with my hardning nipples.
He pressed his hard, erect dick into my back. He wispered
softly in my ear, as he carried me to the bed. He placed me
gently on the covers and layed on top of me, kissing me with
all he had in him. As he became more frustrated, he ripped
my shirt off and then his. In his wild rage, he ripped of my
pants as well as his and then our underware. He pulled out
the comdom from under the pillow and put it on. Than he
placed his long, throbbing, cock, out side of my tight hole.
With out warning he slammed his cock inside of me. It hurt
for only a minuet and it was well worth it. He drove his
cock in and out of me faster and harder until he began to
tire. Than it was my turn. I rode him as hard and as fast
as I could, just like I had seen in the porn movies. My
whole body began to tighten and I could feel the tremmors
buliding. Just then I started cumming. It was the most
wonderful feeling in the world. Then he yelled out, “I’m
cumming!” at the top of his lungs. When we were done we layed
together naked and sweaty and I slept in his arms.