5 comments/ 15165 views/ 18 favorites Whirlwind By: drewfact Terri's legs pumped faster as she increased her speed. Her breaths came quicker, her muscles burned in protest, but she pushed through it, a determined grimace on her face as she picked up the pace. She could see herself in the reflection of the wall length mirror, but it barely registered to her focused mind. Each impact on the treadmill was its own victory, each planted foot another step toward her ultimate goal of being able to run the half marathon she always wanted to participate in. Just a few more minutes and she could be done she told herself, but until then, she soldiered on. Justin finished up another set and let his legs compact downward as the weight pushed him into a squatting position while his body was set at a forty-five degree angle. The leg presses were making his lower half hurt, his joints groan, but every week he could do a little more, go for a little longer, so he knew it was worth it. As he rested, his head flopped to the side and that's when he caught a glimpse of the woman on the treadmill. She was running in front of the mirrors, so he could check out her taught rear and her pretty face all in one go. Her chest was compressed by her sports bra so he couldn't get that good a view of her breasts, but they didn't appear all that large anyway. Still, her small, rounded ass looked good in the cotton shorts that hugged her body. He could see the small of her back, sweat beading and trickling down her exposed skin as her pulled back pony tail flopped side to side behind her. He was so caught up in watching her that he didn't really notice that his workout shorts were a bit tighter until someone kicked the metal bar next to him. "Dude, you just gonna sit there or can I use it?" a young guy asked, looking irritated at Justin for wasting his time. Justin looked up at the kid, then over at the woman and saw that she was getting off the treadmill. "Yea, sure," Justin said distractedly, getting up and wincing as his knees creaked in protest. He felt more hot than usual, and, while staring at the woman, flapped his shirt to get some circulation. Terri looked over and admired the fit, if a bit thin, man obviously watching her. She'd seen him in the mirror and initially rolled her eyes, but between the high of exercise and his sleek physique, she could feel an excited tingling deep inside her, could feel arousal building. She rubbed her thighs together and quickly turned away as she realized the man was staring at her back. This gave Justin a good view of her ass again, and saw a little extra swaying of her hips as she started off toward the showers. That was a good idea he thought, he might as well get washed off before he headed back home to rest and work on sending out some emails for work. They reached the showers around the same time, since Terri had stopped to take a swig of water, secretly waiting for the nameless guy to reach the showers. Her excitement had quickly cascaded in her, her mind getting fuzzy as desire welled up in her and became a driving force. When Justin walked past her, a falter in his step as his eyes strained out the sides to catch a further glimpse of the rather attractive woman staring at him, he felt a bit let down that he didn't work up the courage to say anything as he pushed the door open and stepped inside the empty showers. On a Sunday, hardly anyone used the gym, especially not so late in the day with the skies beginning to redden as night fell. The last thing he expected was to hear the door creak a second time before it even closed. It had started its quiet shushed trip back toward the frame when the hinges shifted direction. When he looked back, he saw the woman rush him and opened his mouth to tell her that she was in the wrong room, but never managed to get out a word before her lips smashed into his and her arms wrapped around his body, pulling the two of them right up against each other in a passionate embrace. Not one to complain, Justin kissed her back with just as much fervor as she gave him, his arms slipping around her waist, feeling both the heat from her body and her heart pounding hard enough to feel through both of their clothes. Any rational thought got swept away as lust took over. It didn't take much time for his partially erect cock, earlier hidden by his baggy shorts, to get up to full capacity, the hot length pressed against his leg by the woman's grinding. They stepped backward together, until his back was against the wall, their lips all over each other, tongue shoved down the others throat, first in one mouth, then the other, a battle as they danced with one another. Suddenly he felt a hand sliding down his back and shakily fumbling between them until it found his erection and gripped it hard, the tips of her short nails digging into the sensitive skin. He tensed in surprise, the cacophony of pleasure suddenly injected with a bite of pain. Following her lead, one of his hands traveled along the curve of her ass, feeling just how firm it was and admiring it just as she was admiring his length and girth, before slipping down the front of her shorts and finding her panties absolutely soaked at the front. His fingers worked inside them, and then inside her, eliciting a high-pitched moan that went into his mouth as his fingers easily slid deep inside her drenched sex. "Fuck me," she gasped. "What?" he replied in a daze. Her hand was starting to tug on his length as she fought to get it out of his pants. Terri never wanted something so badly in her life. She pulled back a bit and looked up into his dark green eyes, a fitting companion to her light blue ones, complimentary pieces of the same set. "I said fuck me. Now," she added urgently. Despite the slight confusion in his eyes, the man nodded enthusiastically. Finally she got his member out of his pants and stroked his length as she moved it toward her ready slit. But he had his fingers buried inside her at the moment and she squeezed his shaft harder to give him a hint. He received it loud and clear and slipped his fingers out, pushing her shorts and panties down with both hands enough to expose her bottom half to the cool air. Then he took the initiative and moved her forward into the door, her back hitting it and their bodies pressed even closer than before, lips once again locked and kisses coming hungrily. "Fuck you," he whispered, and tried to shove himself inside her, but the tip missed the first time, hitting the smooth pubic mound just above first before it found its mark and slid in deep. Both of them gasped into the others' mouths, awash in hot, electric pleasure as his shaft pushed in deeper and deeper until his hips met hers. He could feel her silken walls slick with her need, making it easy for him to push into her waiting folds. Drawing back, he began to pump into her in quick, short bursts, grunting as one hand went to her neck to cradle and hold her head close to his for the kissing, the other on her hip, sticky fingers partially wiped off on the soft fabric. As the burning shaft plunging into her, Terri gave into her craving, partially paralyzed by the ecstasy surging through every nerve in her body, overloading her biologic circuits. She exhaled with every thrust, rocking her hips without thought against his movements, their rhythm synced so easily. Her hands went to his ass, pulling him deeper into her, wanting, needing, every inch of his sexy cock. She could feel the veins pulsing on it, ridges rubbing into her walls, the feel of hot flesh against soaked folds. Terri hooked one leg around the stranger and felt him slide in deeper. Her short nails dug into back as she clung onto him, her chest heaving, her mind buzzing with pleasure. She pulled her face away and pressed it into his warm, sweaty neck, sucking at the salty skin and biting into it as he started to drive into her a little harder. Everything else faded away for a moment, just the two of them in this one moment was all she could focus on, and that was all right with her. Justin felt the same, and enjoyed it even more when he could get deeper into her, with only the base of his shaft missing out on the fun. She was so wet, so easy to fuck, and she drove him wild. The sharp pricks of pain on his back blended in with the pleasure, and even as her teeth sank into his neck he could only feel it adding to the experience. Her tongue flicked across his skin. For both of them, every little touch fueled their intense, primal meeting. Justin actually felt it first: the mounting pressure growing in his groin, and tried to hold it back a little bit to keep going. Terri wasn't far behind. A ball of concentrated energy was starting to spread out from her hips, and, like her new friend, she tried to hold back the floodwaters. The net result was a few more seconds, a handful of hard pumps, and then an explosion of mind-boggling pleasure. Both cried out, Terri into Justin's neck, and Justin into the top of Terri's head, where he'd placed his mouth to try and keep quiet, which he honestly wasn't doing that great of a job at. Both of their bodies shuddered against the other. Her walls squeezed his cock, and his cock twitched as it shot its sticky load deep into her pussy. "Yes, yes, yes!" she screamed, her nails dragging down his back frantically. Even through the shirt they left long, red scratches. Neither of them noticed. Justin could only murmur curses in rapid succession as his mind went blank, the plug pulled from his thoughts for a brief moment as he felt the come surge through his shaft and into this total stranger. His hips continued to jerk involuntarily as his orgasm died down, both of them panting hard as the warm fuzzy feeling subsided. Terri's body gave a couple extra shudders as the throbbing mass of hot flesh continued to jerk back and forth inside her, sloshing around the mixture of juices from their combined climax. It took them a moment to really think about what had happened. Both were stupefied to begin with, and so stunned that they didn't think to disengage. Terri pulled away from his neck, not paying attention to the large hickeys she had left and the obvious teeth marks, and looked up into the face of the man she had just fucked. She opened her mouth to speak, but the combination of post-orgasm brain drain and absolute shock prevented her from thinking of anything to say. In a similar situation, Justin found his mind more blank than a recluse's calendar. "I..." At least he had managed something. It was hard to focus when the woman's vaginal walls kept squeezing his dick in little convulsions, milking him for every last drop of thick liquid. After a minute of silence, Terri gently pushed the man away and felt a light, instinctual pang of emptiness as both the tool and the thick creamy fluid left her body. It started to run down her leg so she hitched her panties and shorts back up and quickly made her way out of the men's shower and into the women's shower, deeply confused and extremely embarrassed, but nonetheless well satisfied. Little droplets of semen dripped onto the floor behind her. Before he gave it much thought, Justin tried to go after her. He almost did this without putting his manhood back in his shorts. In fact, his hand was already on the door and starting to pull it back when the slight breeze from the cracked door ran over his soaked cock and made him shiver. Then he realized he should probably hide the still mostly erect organ in his shorts and tried to follow the mysterious woman who so captivated him. The door to the women's showers only a few steps away had just closed, but when he put his hand on the door someone coughed noisily and he turned his head to see the same disapproving young man with an eyebrow raised as if to ask: "And where the fuck do you think you're going?" Justin had nothing to say to that. He instead looked longingly at the door with the little lady's symbol on it, then skulked back into the men's area and stripped down to clean himself off, his mind filled only with the woman and just how spectacularly satisfied he felt just then. He'd never felt so...alive...with anyone else before. Terri felt the same way, but was now cleaning herself off as though scrubbing away a particularly stubborn stain, rubbing her skin raw absentmindedly as her racing thoughts took control. All she could think about was what diseases the man may have had, and any impending pregnancy that might ensure. How could she be so damn stupid? She could kick herself, she thought as she slipped her fingers deep inside her and tried to scoop out as much of the hot goop as she could. Even though she was on birth control because it paid to be safe, and today was a glorious example of that, she was still paranoid enough to want to clean out her womanhood as much as humanly possible. However, the thought of being in a gym shower, when anyone could just walk in, made her too uncomfortable to be thorough. She'd just had to do it at home and try to put this whole thing behind her. But even with the worry and concern, she already was visualizing it all again in her head, and a little excited flutter in her stomach put a thin, content smile on her face as she finished cleaning off. There was one thing to be said about that whole experience, she'd never been with anyone as exciting and satisfying as that man before in her life. Too bad for both of them that Justin left before she did. He actually waited ten minutes for her, but he needed to get back to his place to get work done soon or he'd find himself fucked again, this time by a rather irritated prissy little man who happened to be his boss. Not an ideal situation. When Terri got out she waited for a man who had already left, but gave up after a few minutes to go home and take care of her neighbor's dog, who was probably thinking the world was ending because he wouldn't have gotten fed at five o'clock on the dot as he was used to. The pampered little ass. So it was that Terri and Justin parted ways, certain that they would never run into each other again because they had never seen each other there before, and neither of them normally went to the gym at that time. It had been a one time thing for both of them. Both had it in their mind to try going at different times of the day, however it just never seemed to work out. After a little over a week of going to the gym at times they usually spent doing other things, they gave up and moved on, convinced they would never see each other again. They were wrong. At the bar, Terri fussed with the hem of her dress, which kept riding up her leg showing off just a bit too much thigh for her liking. She could feel the stares of every man in the building on her, bringing a light blush to her tanned cheeks. Couldn't they find someone else to ogle? She tried to ignore it as she sipped her drink, but then a very well-dressed guy sat down next to her and started with the normal platitudes about how she was an angel and yada yada yada. She tuned out quickly, her eyes defocused, and then she nearly choked on her drink. Across the room, sitting at a table and looking about as comfortable in his fancy attire as an orangutan in a wetsuit, was the guy she had fucked just a few weeks ago. The rich asshole kept talking, completely oblivious to her lack of attention as she stared with her straw hanging partway out of her mouth at the man fussing with the ill-fitting jacket by himself. "Excuse me," she murmured as she got up. "Hey, I was-" "Whatever." Terri strolled past the forward lawyer type and stopped a couple tables away, a shyness she hadn't felt since high school starting to take hold now. She felt giddy, butterflies attacked the walls of her stomach as she stared longingly at the object of her lust. She could feel her skin burning up, and when she thought she should take a cold shower to get her mind off of such base things, she found herself thinking about taking that cold shower with him. How could she want him this badly and not know his- "...name?" When she blinked she saw that the man she had been openly gaping at had come up to her and had his hand awkwardly extended in front of him. His eyes were huge and worried, his throat kept bobbing with every hard swallow, and a large, dopey, but terrified grin was spread across his face. "I...I'm sorry. I must have, um, what?" Terri blinked rapidly and felt her face flush. "What's your name?" Justin asked again. Terri was too dumbfounded to say anything. He was about to lower his hand and walk away when suddenly her hand shot out and gripped his so tightly that her nails bit into his skin, giving him an all too real reminder of that one Sunday afternoon together. "Terri. I'm...Terri. With an i." "Justin. My name's Justin. Also with an i." Terri laughed, her blush blooming into a full-blown wildfire across her face as she got up the courage to ask the question burning in her. "Are you the one I-" Terri start to blurt, right up until Justin countered with his own interruption. "Yes. I think so. I wanted to say that kind of thing never happens to-" "Me either! I don't want you to think I'm some kind of..." The words trailed off and Justin frowned for a minute as he worked through what she meant. Once he figured it out, his eyes lit up and he shook his head vigorously back and forth. "Oh no! Never! I just...damn you look nice...Sorry! That was...um, out of line. And. I." Justin was aware he was not only making the biggest fool in the history of the world of himself at the moment, but that the woman was beginning to smile less and less like a lost puppy and more and more like an amused shark. "Would you like a drink?" Terri nodded and tried to put away her massive smile. This guy was really cute, funny in his own strange, silly way. And when their hands had met...God, she felt her entire arm come alive with electricity! There was only a few minutes before the main fundraiser started, and a few of her other friends would be wondering where she went, but her table wasn't too far from his... Justin wasn't sure whether to put his hand on her arm as he led the woman to the bar. Terri. What a nice name. He really liked it. Hell, he really liked her! She was warm and pretty and rebounded from the shock of seeing a quick, dirty fling at a rather upscale fundraising event very well. Good qualities in a woman, he joked to himself. "What would you like?" "Rum and coke works for me," Terri said. Justin ordered two and handed one to his surprise "date" with a little smile. "Cheers. For completing a half marathon and not crying more than two hours afterward," Justin offered as he extended his glass out. Terri laughed and clinked her glass with his. "Here here. Although my legs are still crying, even two days later." "Don't I know it?" Justin mumbled as he took a sip from his drink with Terri. Her lipstick left an understated smudge of pink on the rim of the glass and his eyes were glued there for just a moment before wandering back up to her face. "Is this your first race?" It excited Terri to see how profoundly under her spell this man was. She didn't even mean to do it either, but he seemed extremely wound up. To be fair though, she felt the same, she was just better at hiding her nerves. Even still, her eye twitched a couple times. "First half marathon, yea. What about you Justin?" Justin...I love how that sounds. I'll have to say it a few more times. Justin shook his head and patted one of his aching calves. "First half-marathon for me too. I've been limping a bit, won't lie about that. It's a little better now though." He noticed Terri's eyes wander to his hand, his calf, and stay there for a minute. Her eyes defocused and then she suddenly came back to herself and began to blush furiously under her light makeup. "You all right?" he asked worriedly. Whirlwind Terri wanted to take her bag and crawl inside it. Was she really just staring at this guy's calf? She was jealous of his hand, she wanted to touch them too. "Yes...sorry. Guess I'm just..." "Shocked?" "That too. Justin. That too." He wished she would say his name more, he actually wanted to hear her whisper it to him in his ear. He had to shift his leg a bit as fabric rustled and folded his hands over his lap with a little cough. That didn't escape Terri's notice, and he saw her eyes slip down to his crotch where he had been willing her not to look. Great. There was a little silence. "So...Terri..." "Yes Justin?" she replied hastily. He opened his mouth to speak but then there was an annoying tinkling sound and a pretentious male voice asked for everyone to gather in the ballroom. "I..." As Terri slipped from her seat she placed her hand on his leg discretely. "Meet me in my room. 552. Right afterward." Then she was gone. Justin gaped openly at nothing for a minute, then turned around to respond and found her missing. "Um, yes. I will," he said to the womanless void in front of him, his look of astonishment slowly turning to one of anticipation. "I definitely will." Terri couldn't focus on what the announcer was saying. Instead, she kept scanning the room, hoping to see Justin, but never managed to catch a glimpse of him. Her foot tapped anxiously against the floor throughout the speech about...something. To be honest, she had no idea what the man was saying, nor did she care. Instead, she rubbed her thighs together and fussed nervously with the hem of her dress while her eyes continued their search to no avail. Her friends glanced at her a little worriedly on occasion, but none of them had any idea just how aroused she was at that moment, ready to toss herself at the handsome stranger. "Are you all right Terri?" "Sure. Fine," she replied distractedly. Her friends shrugged at each other and gave up trying to understand. Finally, after what seemed to be hours of dreary talking from guests and runners and sponsors and all that nonsense, the charity adjourned and Terri politely excused herself, saying she had a headache. She had an ache, but it most certainly wasn't in her head. It took every ounce of self-restraint not to sprint to the elevators, and even then, she took long, quick strides over to them and must have hit the up button at least twenty times before the doors opened up and she stepped inside. Part of her half-expected Justin to slip into the elevator with her at the last minute, but that sort of thing never happened in real life. It would have been nice though, and she had a short fantasy about an elevator quickie on the way up to her room. "Why can't these things go faster?" she lamented under her breath. Since she was alone, she decided she didn't necessary have to wait and slid a hand along her stomach to the edge of her skirt. Her heart raced as the rush of excitement from touching herself in public surged through her, and it felt a hundred times better for it when her hand slipped between her legs and lightly stroked her silken panties. A quick shiver ran up her spine and she couldn't help but run her finger along her slit again, bringing forth a muffled moan as she placed the back of her hand to her mouth and bit down. God that felt good! She leaned back against the elevator wall, closed her eyes, and began to- The elevators dinged and Terri nearly shouted in surprise as she yanked her hand out from between her legs and quickly placed her handbag in front of her crotch to keep whoever was entering the elevator from seeing the disturbed fabric. But when the doors opened no one was there, and Terri, face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal, realized she had reached her floor. "Smooth Terri," she grumbled as she stepped off and headed to her room. When she turned the corner, Terri nearly fell over in surprise. Justin was already waiting there, rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet with his hands in his pockets, staring up at the ceiling and seeming to be talking to himself. He hadn't noticed her yet. An impish grin overtook Terri's face as she tried to walk stealthily over to him, hugging the wall and taking long but slow steps, making almost no noise at all. Justin had gotten there before Terri had, and he was starting to wonder if maybe this was some sort of joke on her part to save face or just to tease him. Maybe it was someone else's room. "Come on Justin, don't be like that," he told himself. "She might not have gotten here as quickly, or could be inside changing or...I dunno. Just...give it a few minutes, okay?" So he did. Right up until a pair of hands slipped around his eyes and a sultry voice with a hint of a tremble of excitement whispered hotly in his ear. "Guess who?" With great personal restraint Justin managed not to jump in surprise, but instead grinned and reached up to run his hand along her arm. "Hmm is it...Gandhi?" Terri laughed softly and bit Justin's earlobe and gave it a little tug of playful disapproval. "No silly, it's the woman who's going to fuck your brains out," she whispered, her tongue tracing the edge of his ear. When she removed her hands Justin turned around and the two leaned into each other and shared a soft, familiar kiss. It sent both of their hearts pounding and as one they felt on top of the world. "I like my brains, but you're worth it," Justin murmured against her lips before he pulled away and stepped aside for Terri to open the door. She fumbled briefly with shaking hands in her excitement and nearly dropped her key card as Justin placed his hand on her back. "Deep breaths. We've got all the time in the world. No need to rush it." Justin seemed to have regained some of his composure since she last saw him. With a sheepish nod Terri closed her eyes and took a few breaths before trying again. This time she got it in on the first try. She couldn't wait for Justin to slip his key card into her slot. She giggled wildly and caught a raised eyebrow from Justin. "I'll tell you later," she said as the door opened and they stepped inside together. "I-" As Terri turned around to finish her sentence, Justin stepped in and took her into his arms and their lips clashed together in a flurry of wild kissing. Terri's arms slipped around Justin and her hands pulled him in toward her, wanting to feel his body against hers. She could feel the heat radiating through his clothes, his erection starting to form trapped between them. It sent chills up her spine, which then spread out throughout the rest of her body; a gentle wave of tingling excitement. In between each kiss Justin pulled Terri closer and slid his hands down to the curve of her ass. The firm flesh under the silky fabric felt exquisite, and he couldn't help but run his hands back and forth over it. This elicited a little moan from Terri, who reciprocated by grinding up against his growing shaft. A moan of his own slipped out. After a couple minutes of heavy kissing Justin pulled back. Terri's mouth followed a short distance. When she realized his lips were gone her eyes opened up and she stuck out her lower lip and pouted. "Cutting me off, huh?" "More like getting you off," Justin grinned with a knowing chuckle and a wink. "Oh? And how do you...oh!" Terri's eyes went wide and her lips parted in surprise as Justin's hand slipped between her legs and cupped her crotch, his fingers beginning to rub at her panties, pushing in ever so slightly to caress her swollen lips through the fabric. "Like that," he whispered, diving back into the kiss with ferocious intensity. He started forward, pushing her back into the room slowly but surely. Once they were past the threshold, he reached back with one hand and blindly sought the handle. A few seconds of fumbling later, and he grunted with frustration and turned around to grip it and yank it shut. After the door closed, he turned back to Terri, who was looking at him with hungry, expectant eyes, and slipped his arms around her waist, drawing her toward him again. "You're beautiful, you know that?" The compliment drew a blush to the surface of Terri's admittedly beautiful face. She was given no time to answer though. Justin's lips crashed down upon hers again and as one they started to move deeper into the room. But on the way in, Justin had veered slightly and Terri's backside soon found itself parked against a wall. It took Justin a second to notice that his forward progress had been stopped, but a mischievous smile wound up on his busy lips and rather than divert somewhere else, he slid his hands down over the shallow swell of this ravenous woman's rear and under her skirt. A needy whimper escaped from between Terri's lips as Justin's warm hands found the naked backs of her legs and snuck beneath her clothing. "Oh yes," she moaned as his fingers hooked into her panties and yanked them down impatiently. His hot shaft burned between them. It felt as though it would leave a red imprint on both of their stomachs even through their clothes. And although Terri had no objections to having that sort of mark on her skin, she wanted it so much more somewhere else. So while Justin tugged down her underwear, she undid the button of his slacks and slipped her hand into his pants. She was rewarded with a gasp and a throbbing handful of flesh. With her other hand she pushed his pants and boxers down enough to free the object of her desires, feeling blissfully naked as her panties slid down to her ankles where she could kick them away. The moment Terri's hand wrapped around his cock, Justin was in heaven. Her soft hand gently pumped his pole and the rest of her worked to get his pants down while he removed the only obstacle in the way of getting what he wanted. His head buzzed with excitement. His fears, his worries, his nervousness, all of it melted away as he gave into his desires and grunted triumphantly when the silky panties fell away of their own accord. A moment later, his hardness was free and he maneuvered Terri's leg up. She quickly took over and wrapped it around him, pulling him toward her and guiding his fiery manhood up between her thighs. It brushed against soft skin, sending a shiver up and down the length of Justin's spine, goose bumps following shortly behind. With his hand on the outside of her leg and his other hand placed on the side of her neck, able to feel her rapid heartbeat under his fingertips, the two stood on the precipice of pleasure, ready to fall together into a roiling sea of ecstasy. "Ready?" Justin whispered softly to Terri, their lips a fraction of an inch apart. They gazed into each other's eyes, both mesmerized by their rediscovered one-time partner. Terri laced her arms around Justin's neck and nodded excitedly. "So much more than ready. Justin," she added, giggling girlishly as she spoke his name aloud. Her heart fluttered, her whole body leaned in toward him, hand on his maleness. She froze as his tip pressed ever so gently against her slit. Then there was a brief hesitation. Neither breathed for a second, and then Justin thrust forward and entered her. Together they cried out. Déjà vu swirled around them like some long lost phantom. Terri's hands gripped Justin's back firmly, her nails digging into his skin through his shirt as he slid in quick. Her wet walls welcomed his intruding head and all that followed. Inch after inch penetrated her inner sanctum, her velvety flesh squeezed tightly around his hardness as it drove in deeper until their hips almost met and Justin finally stopped. Another pause, accompanied by heavy panting, and then he pulled back and began to thrust in earnest. Terri gasped as the firm cock rubbed against her insides. Some nights she had dreamed about their encounter together in the gym, and several times she had fantasized about what it would feel like again. This blew all of that out of the water. She gripped the back of his head and pulled him into a deep kiss, her tongue pushing past his lips and meeting his in a rush of swirling muscle and quick breaths. Her leg tightened around him and drew him in deeper. She was rewarded with another inch of hot flesh and grinned madly as she took more of him in. With each pump of his hips, Justin thrust harder and deeper until he reached a good rhythm and depth. Terri's slick pussy clamped down around his cock, her arms and leg drawing him tightly against her until he could get no closer. The warmth, the closeness, the pure bliss as they fucked, it drove him wild with passion and he drove her into the wall more enthusiastically. Beneath his frame he could feel her writhing in pleasure, her hips moving in time with his. "Harder," she managed, and egged him on with a playful smack on the rear. He indulged her. As Justin's burning rod slammed into her, Terri felt herself pressed more tightly against the wall, partially squished between this exquisite specimen of a man and the cool building, right where she wanted to be. She slid her heel along the backside of Justin's naked calf all the way down to where his pants pooled around his ankles and shivered as the hair from his legs tickled her smooth skin. "God you feel amazing," Justin grunted as he drove his cock deep into her wanting slit. "You too." Terri could barely speak. So she buried her face into his neck and began to nibble and suck at his warm flesh. She could taste the salty sweat beading on his skin and ran her tongue up to his jaw and planted a series of quick kisses along it. There was a change in the tempo all of a sudden. His pumping came harder and faster, and he slammed his cock in deeper until their hips met. A surprised cry of pleasure came from deep in Terri's throat and her nails scrambled at his back as she clung to Justin's tense form. She felt one of his hands find her hip and pull her toward him as he pushed her harder into the wall. The friction against her walls was driving her crazy, bringing her to the edge. Had she any of her brains about her, she would have realized he was on the final push as well. "Fuck me Justin!" she shouted into his neck. Justin obliged her, giving himself up to the primal instincts spurring him on. Pleasure surged through his body like an electrical storm, lighting up every cell in his head with the purest of bliss. His shaft began to throb harder and faster, pushing against the soaked walls surrounding them as he slammed into her. Wet noises filled the air as he plunged his hot manhood as deep as he could into Terri with quick, short pumps, driving himself right to the brink as he felt her body tensing against his. Just when she couldn't take it any longer, Terri felt that spark inside her and welcomed it with a loud cry. It ignited her entire body, setting it alight with intense, radiant ecstasy. Her pussy clamped around Justin's throbbing member as she came hard and dug her nails deep into his back. Juices flowed from her as she reached her climax and her hips bucked of their own volition. It all proved too much for Justin, whose crotch tingled and set off an explosion of pleasure that bounced and echoed throughout his body. Hot spunk surged through his shaft as he pushed himself as far into Terri as he could and unleashed a flood of come deep into her needy pussy, filling her with what she wanted so badly. "Oh fuck yes!" he groaned as his squeezed his eyes shut tight and shared in happy release with her. A cock buried deep in her, her insides painted with warm, gooey semen, and happy beyond all belief, Terri nestled her head into the crook of Justin's neck and made small, content noises as she gulped down air to catch her breath. She could feel a cocktail of her juices and his running slowly down her leg, a warm trail serving as evidence for a whirlwind encounter neither of them thought would ever happen again. "That was amazing," she mewed, kissing atop his raging pulse and stroking his hair tenderly. It felt good to have her in his arms. He slipped them around her and held Terri close to him. Some of the juices ran down the length of his shaft, what little of it wasn't currently shoved into the fetching woman pressed to him anyway. "Beyond amazing," he agreed readily. Their chests heaved as both fought for air. Every movement was accentuated in their pelvises. Sensitive flesh rubbed against each other and would send pinpricks of pleasure up through their bodies with a hot chill. Eventually though, the two would have to separate. "I don't suppose you have a tissue or anything?" Terri asked hopefully. As much as she was in heaven, she didn't feel like getting sticky come on her heels. Luckily, Justin pulled out several tissues from the pocket of his suit and when they disconnected Terri was able to wipe her leg and her extremely satisfied womanhood. It was a sad parting of flesh, although when Justin went to wipe his member off, Terri stopped him. "Let me get that for you stud." She winked and took one of the tissues in her hand and wrapped it around his shrinking manhood. She watched his face as it twisted into a well-pleased mask and slowly ran the tissue up and down his length until he was all cleaned off except for an errant drop oozing from his tip. Using her thumb, she brushed away the single drop and raised it to her lips, sucking teasingly on it with an exaggerated moan and a hint of a smirk. "Oh that tastes sooo good Justin," she moaned. Justin rolled his eyes and chuckled. "You're funny. Come on, tissues can only do so much. Let's say we get cleaned up properly, hm? A shower perhaps?" He bent down and picked up his pants and boxers and fetched Terri's panties for her. When he bent over, she caught a good view of his cock dangling between his legs and felt a pang of lust shoot through her center. A shower? Why yes, she'd love one! "That sounds perfectly wonderful to me," Terri chirped and started toward the bathroom, swaying her hips side-to-side and feeling Justin's eyes practically glued to her toned ass. "Enjoying the view?" "Very much," he said as he followed behind her, unable to suppress a large goofy smile on his face. "Although it'd look even better in some light." He flipped the lights on in the bathroom and traced the curve of her rear with a single finger. Goose bumps ran along the path of his finger and he smiled at Terri as she looked over her shoulder with a quirked eyebrow. "Having fun lover boy?" she inquired. Justin nodded and leaned down to kiss her softly. Their eyes closed as they shared in the gentle, pleasant kiss for a few moments and broke away smiling sheepishly. "More than I could have hoped for." "God you're sappy," Terri snorted, but felt herself blushing all the same. Answering with only a quiet laugh, Justin reached in and turned the shower on before proceeding to undress. After a moment's hesitation, Terri followed suit and the two soon stood naked in front of each other for the first time, both feeling extremely uncomfortable and nervous all of a sudden. Without the maelstrom of lust surging in him, Justin found himself shy again. With a clearer head he was able to take inventory of Terri's body. Her clear, sky-blue eyes, soft jaw line, vaguely hourglass figure, small, pert breasts with perky pink nipples and slightly darker areolas, her... Terri realized she had her hands cupped over her crotch once Justin began to laugh. She frowned and looked up at him, tracking his eyes down to her folded hands just over her most intimate place, and laughed as well. It seemed beyond silly for her to be shielding herself from the eyes of a man she had fucked not once, but twice now. Even so, she was reluctant to move her hands. Feeling her entire body heat up and skin glow red with embarrassment, she peeled her hands away to reveal her smooth crotch and still slightly swollen lips. "Force of habit," she croaked anxiously, a small titter fluttering from her suddenly dry throat. Whirlwind Justin wasn't faring much better. While he hadn't tried to hide his manhood from her, the entire time he could feel his hands itching to cover himself up. Especially once Terri began to openly ogle him. His dark brown hair sat ruffled atop his head, little patches sticking up every which way. Her eyes descended down past his startling green eyes, down to his short, squashed chin, his well-defined jaw, broad shoulders, and sweat-slicked pecs. She eyed the thin happy trail exiting the sparse forest of hair on his chest, like a trickle of molasses running down his slightly tanned skin and into the trimmed meadow of pubic hair above his cock, which, even when flaccid, still commanded Terri's full attention, although his smooth, slightly red balls got a couple moments of consideration. "I feel like a piece of meat," Justin announced sarcastically. "What about your meat?" Terri asked. Justin was about to repeat himself when he saw the wry grin lurking beneath the surface. He rolled his eyes, she rolled hers back and stepped in toward him, wrapping her arms around his waist and placing her head against his shoulder. "I think it's sexy. I like your meat Justin." "It likes you too," Justin replied softly with all the seriousness he could muster, which wasn't much. He smiled, loving Terri's quiet giggles near his ear. The couple stood together until Terri looked over Justin's shoulder and saw the steam pouring out from the shower. "I think the shower's ready. Shall we get clean?" "Probably should. We're both pretty dirty," Justin said somberly with a huge smirk. "Probably. Come on." Terri reached between Justin's legs and led him into the shower by his twitching, sensitive shaft. Each little spasm wormed against her hand, almost like his cock was trying to escape. But she knew better, there wasn't many places that sucker would rather be than in her soft palm. She stroked the head with her thumb as she stepped backwards into the shower and pulled Justin along with her. He followed very willingly, his hips in the lead with the rest of him not far behind. Terri got a good view of the muscles rippling under his now shining skin as he turned and slid the glass door closed behind them. It'd be nice to feel those muscles, Terri thought, and soon realized that her hand was already on his chest, rubbing up and down slowly. "Can I help you?" Justin asked smugly. His fears and nervous demeanor were melting away as he grew more comfortable with Terri. It helped that she seemed just as sheepish as he did. Without his self-consciousness in the way, he could revert to his normal, playful self. Terri started to take her hand away, but instead decided to keep it firmly in place. She even curled her fingers and lightly scratched along his chest and was rewarded with a little tremor rippling its way under her nails. "No, I'm fine." She stopped and cocked her head, looking up into the corner of the shower and made a show of chewing on her lip thoughtfully. "Although...no...it's too much to ask." While it was easy to see through Terri's poorly acted charade, Justin humored her anyway. In fact, he was quite certain he knew where this was going. "Don't be silly Terri. Go ahead and ask." "Well...I could use some help getting my back." She turned and faced toward the showerhead, gathering up her wet, dirty-blonde hair and pulling it forward over her shoulder, exposing her body all the way from her neck down to her feet. Then she arched her back a little bit and turned her head to look at Justin with a sultry expression, inwardly very pleased at the excited twinkle manifesting itself in his eyes. "If it's not too much trouble," she added in a sweet voice. While she waited for an answer, she played with the free ponytail and fluttered her eyelashes at him. Justin sauntered over, insofar as anyone can saunter a foot across a shower, and pressed his front into Terri's back as he reached around her and grabbed the bar of soap from the shelf by the knob. "Sure thing," he whispered in her ear. He felt her shudder against him and he too shuddered as she wiggled her ass back against his crotch. "That can wait. Let's get you cleaned up first." Before Terri could protest, Justin had begun to soap her up. He started with her neck, and she craned her head to the side to let him work. She decided that she could wait and let him do this for her. After all, she had asked nicely. The soft soap deposited a thin froth upon her skin, and she could feel Justin's fingers brushing against her as he moved the bar of soap along her body. It almost seemed like a dream, standing under a torrent of pleasantly hot water with an attractive man washing her. She closed her eyes and gave into the fantasy, knowing with immense satisfaction it was completely real. The bar traveled along the back of her exposed neck and crested the curve of her spine several times from both sides before slipping down the slope to the opposite side of her neck, where Justin took just as much care in sensually washing that side as he had the other. "That feels so good," Terri whispered from somewhere in heaven. "Good." Justin kept himself pressed up against Terri as he began to soap her shoulders. While his left hand held the soap, he slid his right hand around her side and cupped her breast. Terri stiffened and moaned in pleasant surprise as Justin began to circle her already hard nipple with his finger. Then he slipped two fingers onto either side of the hard nub and playfully tugged on it, keeping his fingers locked firmly but carefully around it. The pressure mingled with the pleasure and sent a tingling sensation shooting into Terri's very core. Her body began to warm up beyond what just the water was doing. Still playing with her nipple, Justin now moved the soap around to her front and began to lather up her other breast. Every time the slick bar of soap passed over her nipple, Terri couldn't help but let out a little gasp. It felt so good. So very, very good. Justin switched sides, began to tease and pinch her left nipple while he now soaped up her already sensitive right nipple. Now when the bar passed over this one, Terri's entire body gave a little jerk and caused Justin to pause for a moment. "You okay?" he asked worriedly. "Just fine," Terri said, her voice cracking a little bit as she bit her lip and tried to calm her suddenly rapidly beating heart. "Surprised me how good that felt." Part of Justin's face lowered to the back of Terri's head and rested there as he resumed washing her. "Okay good. Thought maybe I'd pinched a little too hard." "You can do harder," Terri blurted and then bit her lip to keep quiet. Justin obliged her and a tiny lancet of pain swirled into her with the pleasure. Terri whimpered with satisfaction and pushed her chest out a little more into Justin's hands. He rolled her nipple back and forth between his fingers and a low groan rumbled deep in her throat. If he kept this up she was going to go crazy. Then, just like that, one hand was gone and the other continued to run the soap all over her breast. She felt a pang of disappointment for a brief moment. But when the hand returned she was hardly complaining. His fingers were sliding down her stomach, slithering lower and lower. Terri's breath caught in her throat and she unconsciously spread her legs a little in anticipation. Wet fingertips glided across her smooth mound and the middle finger reached down and stroked Terri's slit. "Oh!" The other fingers soon joined in, running up and down the outside of Terri's folds, making her body dance to his touch. She barely noticed as he started to wash her stomach in long, swooping motions back and forth, all of her attention now on his questing fingers and her rekindling desires. Using his fingers, Justin managed to spread Terri open a little and slipped his middle finger into her. Soft walls engulfed the lone explorer as it sunk deeper in and probed the silky walls of her interior. Another soon followed, and his thumb found her aching clit, making her inhale sharply as he ever so lightly brushed against it. He was glad that she was enjoying herself so much. He wanted to focus just on her so he could listen to those little gasps and moans. There was something about pleasuring someone that spoke to Justin, and he loved getting the opportunity to do so. So he curled his fingers upward, feeling the top of her sex beneath his fingers, and started to pump them slowly in and out of her. Electric fire flared out from Terri's crotch as those three fingers began to work at her. The lazy sweeping of the soap was now a distant memory, even as it got near her naval. All she could think about and feel was those fingers in her and that thumb rubbing her clit in small little circles. Every movement was bliss, every push in and every pull out divine. He kept the speed constant, steady, a slow rhythmic dance of his hand in time to unconscious gyrations of her hips. Her wet hair dangled in front of her face like a veil and she had to put her hands on the wall of the shower to keep her upright as Justin caressed her insides. Terri couldn't speak, didn't want to anyway. Her hips did the talking, rocking with every movement, showing him he was doing everything just right. The water cascaded down their touching forms, rinsing away the soap even as Justin started in on her left hip. His member was starting to come alive and writhe against Terri's rear, but he pulled back a little and tried to keep it to himself. That could wait until later, no matter how much he wanted to pull his fingers out and bury himself into her again. For Terri, the moment was perfect. A part of her registered that the soap was starting to come along toward her middle, but it wasn't until Justin stopped and pressed down a couple inches above her slit that she really took notice. The sudden pressure triggered something in her and sped her along the fast track to orgasm. Her walls gripped his fingers as her core began to squirm. Jolts of ecstasy blasted up to her brain and the second orgasm of the night rippled through her like a shockwave. Her mind went deliciously blank for a few moments as her body twitched and juices mixed with the streams of water running down her body and swirled down into the drain. "Oh Justin. Shit," she moaned, completely out of breath. He had to help keep her upright as her knees buckled, causing him to pull his fingers out of her, much to her chagrin. "I owe you one." "You don't owe me anything," he replied pleasantly. "And I still need to finish washing you." He did, moving a little faster as he scrubbed along the outsides, and then insides of her legs. Terri wore a wide smile of contentment throughout the experience. It only went away when she noticed the stiff erection jutting out from Justin as he squatted down at her side. "Seems you've recovered." Justin looked up with a confused frown. Then realization dawned and he looked down and tried not to blush too hard. "I can fix that you know," Terri cooed. "I'm sure you can. But I'm fine. It doesn't need fixing after all. Does it look broken to you?" His smug smirk reappeared, brightening up his dark eyes with merriment as he finished up Terri's upper thigh with the soap and stood up again. She took the soap from his unresisting hands and started to wash his chest without a word. The two faced each other, standing only a few inches apart. Justin's shaft throbbed with his heartbeat as Terri washed him, pretending as though she hadn't noticed the tip just barely touching below her naval. Now Justin understood why Terri had enjoyed this so much. It was soothing, erotic, sensual, and it didn't hurt that it was all being done by a very sexy woman to boot. She took her time with his stomach, seeming to be lost in thought as she ran the soap across his body lackadaisically. "Turn around and let me get your back." Justin did as he was told and Terri started to wash his back and then paused. "What?" Justin asked, turning to look over his shoulder at her. Terri was frowning at the long, red, fresh scratches all over Justin's back. "I would just like to say sorry for scratching up your back," Terri apologized genuinely with an impish grin. "But they suit you all the same." Justin winced a little as she caressed the long marks. "It's all right. Apparently girls like scars. Especially when they're the ones that make them." Terri shook her head, chuckling, and gently washed his back as she thought over a few things. When she finished, she got him to turn around and started on his abdomen for a little while. Soon she came to his crotch and stopped just above his almost painfully erect penis. "You know," she started slowly. "I'm thinking you're right." "How's that?" Justin's voice was a little strained. Watching Terri wash him and becoming absorbed into the velvet feeling had done little to decrease his arousal. Quite the opposite, he felt almost like he would burst, but he did his best not to show it. That is to say, he did a lousy job at hiding the fact. "Well it's not broken. It just has this little crack on the tip." Terri smiled coyly up at Justin and slid the bar of soap down to the side of his hip as opposed to down over his shaft. "No need to fix that. It's fine how it is." The little smile playing on her lips simultaneously made Justin think of how cute Terri looked and how much he wanted release. The conflicting feelings did battle for a moment, but in the end, he decided to let it play out. Hopefully she would do something later. And if not, well, he had hands, didn't he? But I don't want to use hands, Justin whined inwardly with a small envious ball of irritation building in his gut. "If you say so," he said as evenly as he could. Terri felt a little bad at first, but the more she mulled it over, the more she decided she liked teasing him. Besides, patience was a virtue. She just smiled and reaffirmed her statement, then continued to wash him, getting his legs and calves and his thighs, which caused his hardness to twitch a little bit with each stroke up toward it. This is going to be fun, Terri thought gleefully. "There, all done!" Terri announced and stood up. She cupped Justin's face and coaxed him down for a tender little kiss before stepping under the hot stream of water again to rinse off. While he washed away the lather, she sat back and watched, which made Justin extremely self-conscious again for some reason. She couldn't work out why, until he started to stare back and Terri felt her own unease creeping out again. It was hard to reconcile the fact that this was only the second time they had seen each other, and yet were meshing so well. It created this odd contradiction in their heads that on the one hand made it so easy to be so free with the other, and yet made it difficult to not feel extremely bashful. After a couple minutes of shy glances and sheepish grins, Justin finished up and asked Terri if she was done. "No. I'm fine." She noticed that his erection had mostly gone down for now, although it was still sticking out about in a semi-ready position. That would change shortly. Thinking about what was to come, Terri felt her nervousness drift away and a confident smile grace her lips. "Let's get you dried off Justin." He turned off the shower and stepped out after her, thanking her for the towel as she handed it to him. Justin disappeared into his own little world as he dried off and found himself staring at the wall the entire time. Many, many thoughts were rushing through his head. How lucky he felt. How strange this was. Why him? But mostly how lucky he was. He tried to focus on that more than anything else. Better to stay positive. Gathering up both his and Terri's clothes, he walked into the room and set the pile on the dresser while Terri stalked past him and flopped down onto the bed. His head snapped over to the rustling of the fabric and he caught a glimpse of her stretched out on her back looking like the most inviting scene any man could find in a room. "Well don't you look nice?" he chortled. "Only about half as nice as you. And certain in need of some company mister. Get that ass of yours over here and come lay down. I think we've both been on our feet a bit more than we should have been tonight." "Excellent idea." Justin tumbled down onto the bed next to her and slipped an arm around her shoulders as she turned onto her side and nestled into his body. "How was your shower?" In the semi-darkness of the room, she could only just make out his bemused look. "Oh you know. Got washed up. Rinsed off. Came. The usual. And yours?" "Oh you know. Got soaped up. Washed it all off. Watched a beautiful woman orgasm. Certainly not the usual, but I'm not going to be picky or anything." "Better not be," Terri laughed as she pushed into his shoulder hard enough to roll him onto his back. Her lips were quickly on his neck, the smell of lemons faint but undeniable as she lightly sucked at his skin and began to nibble her way down to his shoulder. She felt his hand drop onto the back of her head, his fingertips beginning to lightly massage her scalp through her clumpy wet strands of hair. The man knew how to use his fingers, she had to give him that. It was almost enough to make her stop, but she didn't. Once at his shoulder, she gave him a little love bite and placed one hand on his stomach as if to hold him in place. Not that he would be going anywhere. Using a gentle, combing motion, she swept her nails back and forth along his lower abdomen, feeling him shiver ever so slightly under the extremely light touch. Her kisses descended farther, going to his chest and continuing on. She couldn't resist a little nibble on his nipple, and was rewarded with a sharp intake of breath and a gentle squeeze on her head briefly before his fingers continued their soothing work. In any other situation it would have put her to sleep, but not now. Justin did his best not to squirm as Terri planted her little light kisses along his body. He didn't want to break her concentration or move around too much. He was enjoying himself immensely, and was glad to see she was as well. With practiced motions he massaged her head and could see her eyes fluttering occasionally, or felt a soft sigh against his skin. He wasn't expecting to feel her tongue bathing his nipple or her lips around them, but he was glad he did. She took a minute to teasingly suck at it, her eyes darting up to his for a moment to see if he was enjoying it. He was, and he gave her head a squeeze to show his appreciation in addition to a restrained moan. Down between his legs, he felt the familiar sensation of something sliding against his leg as his cock began to grow hard from the attention. Terri hadn't noticed yet, but she would soon if she continued on her current trajectory. Indeed, Terri's hand was the first to find out. After a couple minutes of repetitive gliding, her hand slid down and discovered his swelling organ. "Well," she whispered smugly. "Someone's excited." "You think?" Justin mumbled. His whole body jumped as she wrapped her hand around his base and ran a nail along the smooth underside of his shaft. Terri shushed him and started to position her body between his legs, sad for the briefest of moments that his hand had to leave her head. She nudged them apart first, then reluctantly gave up kissing and nibbling at his body only to begin on his thigh. By now, his shaft was mostly engorged, hot to the touch and beginning to throb. She held it gently as she nipped at his thigh, making her way up at a quicker pace than she had before. "I said I owed you. But this isn't a favor. I just like watching you enjoy yourself. I decided that a little earlier. I'm sure you'll enjoy this." Justin opened his mouth to reply, but didn't get the words out in time. Terri beat him to it and wrapped her lips around his swollen tip, causing his words to catch in his throat and become replaced by a strangled groan. Terri's wet tongue flicked around the head of his cock, swirling around slowly, her lips wrapped tightly around the warm member. She teased his slit with the tip of her tongue, then moved her head down and took more of him into her mouth. His tip poked into her cheek, pushing it out a little as his hips raised up. Whirlwind Their eyes met, and Terri smiled around his maleness as she saw the pleasure etched onto his face. She was glad to pleasure him, especially after what he had done to her earlier. So she took a deep breath through her nose and swallowed another inch of hot, hard flesh and ran her tongue along the underside of his cock. His body shivered and the hand that had left now returned to stroke her hair affectionately. This gentle touch encouraged her, and Terri started to bob her head, bringing her teeth in light contact with his skin and dragging her soft, tightly wrapped lips back and forth along his length. With his entire body feeling awash in bliss, Justin relinquished himself to Terri, his only conscious movements that of stroking her hair. Unconsciously though, his hips were rocking upward, eager to get as much of himself into the warm, inviting mouth as he possibly could. He wanted to tell her just how amazing he felt, but words seemed to have escaped his vocabulary, having been replaced with groans and hard breathing. With his head light and feeling almost as if he were floating, Justin lay back against the bed and watched as Terri continued to go down on him. As she increased her pace and Justin felt he had maxed out on pleasure, he was gladly shown his mistake by a soft hand first cupping, and then gingerly gripping his balls. His hips jerked upward, giving Terri her first taste of his pre-come. That was the moment she was waiting for. That slightly sweet, runny liquid to meet her tongue. She pulled up and off of Justin's shaft abruptly. She saw the confusion in his eyes, but winked reassuringly and kissed the tip of his well-slicked member. Throughout her time pleasuring him, she had become more and more aroused and wanted him one more time. "Sorry. I'm selfish," she whispered, and moved up until her hips were positioned above his cock. She held it in her hands and guided it to her entrance, taking the time to rub the head against her clit and moaned as she felt him pushing her slit open. She couldn't take it for very long, craving him inside her, and slowly lowered herself down onto him inch by inch until she was full of his pulsing shaft. "Oh that's the spot!" Justin's hands snaked up the sides of her legs and cupped her ass as she wriggled atop him, grinding back and forth with her hands on his chest, moaning softly as she moved on him slowly. It felt good to be back inside her, it felt right. The rhythmic rocking rolled onward and soon picked up speed. Nails dug into his skin and reminded Justin of the long rows of scratches that burned every so slightly on his back. It seemed he was about to get a matching set on his front as well. With her hands firmly planted onto his chest, Terri could really go to town. She started to bounce on his cock, her wet slit filling the room with the sloppy sounds of sex as she rode him. Being in control was a little added rush for Terri, she got to have him how she wanted, although she definitely enjoyed being pinned up against the wall in a whirlwind of lust. But this way, she could dictate the tempo, and the tempo was hard and fast. His shaft stretching her, she relished the full feeling deep in her center as she rubbed her walls against the throbbing length inside her. And when Justin abruptly smacked her ass, she just went faster, spurred on by the sharp pain as her rear tingled and stung slightly. A little hiss escaped her lips as she glared playfully down at him. "Sorry. Couldn't help myself," Justin managed in between gasps. Barely able to speak herself, Terri's actions spoke for her. She slammed down and drove Justin's shaft deep into her, gasping as every inch filled her up. He gasped with her, his hands gripping her ass almost as hard and she gripped his chest. The two convulsed a little. Then Terri rose up and pumped his cock leisurely, her whole body rolling as she fucked him slow, her juices trickling down his length. One of Justin's hands ran up along Terri's arched back and cupped the back of her head. She looked befuddled for a brief moment, until he pulled her down and the two began a wild, breathless kiss. Their tongues dueled as their bodies writhed with each other. Justin's hips were pumping upward in tandem with Terri's own movements. Her hard nipples pressed into his sensitive chest, where red lines matching the ones on his back had already begun to form. Two could play at that game. He smacked her other ass cheek and wondered if she would enjoy the matching set as much as he did. She grimaced and broke away from the kiss to move to his neck, where he received a not so gentle, but still playful bite. "Like to play rough, do you?" she growled into his ear with a massive grin threatening to split her face clean in two. "Only as much as you," he grunted in response and nipped at her ear. As a counterargument, Terri straightened up and reached back to grab his balls. He responded by placing a couple fingers at her clit and rubbing slowly. She had to admit, his argument was better. So to win, she rolled his balls in her hands and massaged them slowly as she gyrated on his throbbing hardness. Her walls tightened around him as he ever so lightly pinched her clit, sending a jolt through her lower half. "Oh fuck!" she inhaled. The game was obvious now: make the other come first. Determined to win, Terri squeezed and tugged at Justin's balls while pushing her chest out to give him a better view to go along with his show. Justin was privy to the game, but was almost certain he would come in second. That is, he would come first. The quickening pulse in his member gave it away. Still, he held out a little longer and worked Terri's little nub with his fingers as he kneaded her ass. He could feel her tightening around him and saw her chest heaving a little faster. It would be close. "Shit, I'm gonna-" He wasn't able to finish his thought, his body was just too close to the edge for him to think of what else he was going to say. Deciding his body knew best, his mind shut down and devoted all of its energy to making Terri come with him. The two rocked as one, pushing and driving up and down, into and onto each other. Groaning and moaning, panting and gasping, they gave each other all they had and a little more. It was working. She was just barely holding back the torrent of pleasure that threatened to wash her away. Even though she wanted to keep it slow, her body overrode her mind and she picked up the pace. She recommenced bouncing atop him and felt her breath catch as the friction drove her wild. It was no use, she was going to... Justin's throbbing cock became a twitching cock and he ceased any attempts to restrain his warm spunk. The convulsions rippled along the length of his shaft and an eruption of viscous liquid blast into Terri's waiting pussy. Feeling the sticky heat again was enough to set her off with the knowledge that she had won. With her hand still wrapped around his balls and holding them tighter as her body spasmed and her hips jerked, Terri cried out and soaked his twitching cock with a surge of juices. The world faded away as the pleasure increased and plateaued for both of them. It was just a bed floating in a sea of bliss, two people tangled up on it, connected in the most primal of ways, drifting out together on rolling waves of pure ecstasy. Terri, completely out of breath and absolutely drained beyond all belief, slowly crumpled forward and landed with a soft thump onto Justin's chest, still linked to him by their tingling genitals. His arms snaked around her instinctually and wrapped her in a weak embrace. He gave her a little pat on the back, which took about all the energy as he had in him. Panting hard, the two of them smiled contently. Terri nuzzled into Justin's neck and cooed almost inaudibly, "We need to do this again." "There's always the morning," Justin replied tiredly. With a sleepy nod, Terri closed her eyes and started to drift off, happy in the knowledge that for a few minutes, she would get to keep Justin inside her. Justin felt Terri slip into unconsciousness and lingered in reality for just a moment longer, trying to think about what this all meant and what the future held for the two of them. But between his complete lack of energy and the blur of echoing pleasure still ricocheting inside his head, he couldn't come up with anything meaningful. So he shrugged, held Terri closer, and followed her into a dream. It could all be sorted in the morning.