“Are you sure you don’t want this?” Tiffany said, swinging a bottle of whiskey at Brent.
He shook his head. “No, I’m good.”
Tiffany nodded and returned to sit on his lap, “I’m sorry about tonight, but I just thought she was doing too much, like how and why would a friend do such a thing. Okay, let’s say the reason is because she loves you, but then again, can she really win a heart with such an agenda?”
“You need not to be sorry. I could’ve been the one in that room, and God freaking knows how she’s going to make up a lie. I’m sure even in a drunk state, I want nothing with what’s between her panties or her body, so yes she’s going to make up a lie to her favor.”
“That’s awful, really awful.”
“I’ve not told you, but something happened the first time you brought me to her party.”
Brent fronwed, “What’s that?”
“You know that night, I went to use the washroom and mistakenly entered the wrong room, then I found her, she was trying to drug your drink. I stopped her then, with threats that I’ll let you know if she tries to pull another stunt, who knew she could be this extreme?”
Brent sighed, “I’m not gonna let Brenda or whatever that happened tonight, ruin my night with you. She didn’t get to me, that’s it.” he said, as his lips curved into a smile.
“Right!” She chuckled, slightly pushing her butt to sit properly on his laps, while also rubbing it against his growing erection. Brent groaned, and grabbed her waist to stop her. “Not here, the night is long.” He grinned widely and with that he got up, carrying her along with him.
The next moment, Tiffany was on the bed, with Brent hovering on top, his lips trailing kisses on her face and neck, and Tiffany’s giggling sounds were heard. She seemed to suddenly think of something and then pushed Brent off her, making the latter frown. “Let’s do it my way.” She laughed, reaching for his belt.
“This is actually my first time doing this, but be rest assured I’m gonna make you feel good. Then when the truth is thrown at me again about having done a blow job, I’d proudly say yes.”
“I’m down for it. I’m yours, like you’ve made me.”
Tiffany blushed, while finally doing away with his belt. She pulled down his pants, revealing his huge and protruding erection, she reached for it, gently stroking his shaft, the hot and hard skin cursing shivers through her.
“Tiffy” a throaty groan escaped his mouth.
“Hmm” Tiffany hummed. “You’re really huge. I love it.” With that, she took it into her mouth. Her hands stroked his now moistened shaft, from her saliva as her mouth nibbled and sucked his cap intensely.
Brent couldn’t hold in the deep groans that left his mouth, as Tiffany’s mouth was doing wonders to his dick and body. He steadied his back against the bed board, and grabbed her hair, to pull her deep between his legs, making her mouth fill him wholly. “Fuck!”
Tiffany smiled, as her mouth came off it, she licked her lips, still stroking him. “Let’s see how much longer you can hold it,” she teased.
Her tongue licked his dick cap to his scrotum, which she sucked hard and returned her attention to his cap. Brent could already feel his climax building up, and her hard suck on his cap was enough to make him lose it. He reached for the dress, his patient growing thin as he unzipped it. He quickly flipped her, grabbing her thighs against his waist, as he bucked his hips into her.
She was without panties, and it was easy as he rubbed his dick against her wetness and without warning he slammed into her. She cried out in pleasure, as he slammed himself deep and hard into her simultaneously.
Brent reached for lips, his hands clasping her breast and he fucked her hard. This was no gentle fuck as he was rough and dominating, claiming her completely, leaving her breathless.
He suddenly pulled out and lowered his face between her thighs, sucking her wetness and nibbling her clit.
“Oh. My. God. Brent!!” She cried, trying to squeeze her legs, but he held them in place, sucking her even more hard.
His lips reached for hers again, making her taste herself on him, he slapped his dick on her opening, rubbing it against her clit and entrance until he finally put it in. His pace quickened, as he raised her thighs to circle around his waist. His mouth now her cleavage and neck, he sucked and bit on her flesh, while his thrusts were fast, deep and hard.
“I’m going to cum.”
“Come on.” He hummed, maintaining his fast pace.
In that moment, Tiffany’s body convulsed, her toes curled and she hugged Brent tightly, cuming all over his dick. Brent followed after, releasing inside her with a loud groan and hard thrusts.
“You’re my love and you’re amazing.” Brent’s hoarse voice said, as he claimed her lips. The kiss got intense and Tiffany could feel Brent’s arousal, as he grew bigger again, inside her. She couldn’t help but want him to claim her over again. she hugged him, raising her thighs to coil around his waist, as she moved her hips, underneath him. Her walls tightened around him, as if trying to milk him again.
Brent jerked and started out with gentle and slow thrusts. “I could die right inside you and be very honored.” He said, teasing her nipple.
“Why would you die on me? No way.” She smiled, slapping his back.
“Allow me to ride you.” Tiffany whispered huskily into his ear, their body moving in rhythm.
“Like I would ever say no to you.”
She chuckled, and he flipped them, her body now on top, while he carried her, his foot on the bed, as knees were raised up.
Just like how slow his thrusts were, hers were more slower, as if teasing him. “Oh come on Tiffany, don’t do this, else I’ll change my mind.” His lust filled voice warned.
She chuckled and brought her lips to kiss him. With that her pace quickened as she bucked her hips deeper. Their body moves in rhythm to their actions.