Passion Chronicle #4

It was New Years Eve at a lakeshore rental house in Lake Tahoe. The DJ’s music filled every corner of the house with mellow vibes as people were dispersed throughout drinking, talking, dancing, playing cards, and laughing while we snuck away into the master bedroom bathroom. The exhilaration of doing something totally uninhibited and reckless was totally hot and sexy.

He pushed me against the bathroom door and pressed his body up against mine. He engulfed me in a fiery kiss that left me feeling dizzy yet yearning for more. While his hand cupped my breast and lips made their way down into my blouse, my head was spinning. I could feel him pulsing against my thigh through his jeans. I bit my bottom lip, smiling to myself, at the anticipation of how badly I wanted him.

I wrapped one arm around his neck and his lips made their way back up to mine. I pulled my panties down from under my skirt with the other hand and let them fall down to the floor. I felt him fumble with his belt and zipper and free his manhood. He lifted me up on the edge of the sink and slid in between my thighs gently. The fullness of the first thrust caught me off guard and I gasped in ecstasy. Thankfully the DJ’s music was a loud and distracting noise in the background for us.

I quickly caught his rhythm and braced myself on the sink for support. Items were toppling over onto the floor but we didn’t care. His hands gripped my ass and lifted me off the sink into the air. I’d never been so moist like this in my life, but I’d never felt something so good before either. Every thrust became deeper and stronger. I held on tightly because I felt like I was going to explode, or melt, right there in his arms.

And his lips. His lips made me tingle with every kiss, every nibble, every bite. His raw untamable passion consumed me like a wildfire. He began to slow down. My head stopped spinning out of control. I thought I would have a chance to catch my breath. He put me down and turned me around. When he slid in from behind I leaned against the edge of the bathtub and spread my legs. His thrusts were rhythmic and intoxicating. I felt myself trembling. My body began to lose control and violently tremble as I exploded from the most intense orgasm my body had ever experienced.

I felt his hands caress the small of my back. I felt him leave soft kisses on my back as he pulled out slowly. I turned to him and he kissed my nose. I smiled and looked down to notice his manhood was pulsing. I glanced back up at him and with a sly smile on his face I knew this was just the beginning…

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