"Mmm...Jen.." he breathed as she reached into his pants and stroked his hardness through the thin cotton of his boxers. He lowered his head again and took her now slightly swollen, deep rose colored nipple in his mouth and sucked harder, flicking the tip of his tongue over it. She moaned again, her breath coming in shallow, ragged gasps still grinding against his thigh. Taylor stood, looking her in the eyes as he removed his pants and boxers, letting his straining cock spring free. He grinned slightly as he watched her eyes travel over his body and come to rest there, then lick her lips. She grinned back, realizing he was watching her face and slipped her jeans off. She held her arms out to him and he went willingly into them, both groaning as warm bare bodies met and pressed against each other. They kissed passionately, searching each other's mouths as they intended to search each other's bodies. Jen closed her hand around Taylor's stiff erection and pulled, flicking her thumb over the head of it as she stroked him. "Ohhh...god.." he groaned, aching to be inside her, but wanting this first time with her last, be something they could hold onto when they hit rough patches. Jen was enjoying every second of touching him, feeling him succumb to her, driving him crazy with want for her. Taylor reached for her, closing his mouth around a swollen, dark pink nipple and dipping a finger into her slick, wet opening the dragging it achingly slowly over her swollen button. She moaned out loud and relaxed her legs open for him, as she pumped his cock faster. "Tay.." she breathed, licking her dry lips. "Mmm.." he murmured back, swirling his finger perfectly over her rapidly swelling clit. "I need to be inside you, now..." he whispered in her ear and she nodded, placing her hands on his shoulders as he moved over her. He slid his cock back and forth between her wet lips, coating them both with her sticky juices, then entered her slowly. "Taaaayy.." she moaned low in her throat. "Oh god Jen...so much better than I even imagined.." he gasped as she drew her legs up his sides and he sunk in further. "You thought about this?" she murmured, raking his sweaty hair off his face. "Yes...it was torture.." he groaned as she wiggled slightly, making him sink into her more. "Wanted to touch you...love you...more cold showers than I care to admit." he grinned down at her. "Mmm.." she murmured, with a sexy smile. "Me too.." she told him as he began to move inside her. "Yeah?" he groaned as she matched his movements. "Oh hell yeah..." her head sunk back into the mattress and she arched her back as he thrusted more quickly and more deeply. "I only wanted you to want me.." she whispered and bit her bottom lip. "Jen...god...I do want YOU.." he told her, cupping her face in his hands, making her look into his eyes as he thrusted deliberatley, making sure to rotate his hips enough that the base of his shaft stimulated her clit with each thrust. "Mmmm...TAY... she whimpered, close to the edge already. "Jen...baby...so good.." he groaned, keeping his gaze locked with hers through sweat-spiked bangs. "Mmm...mmmm..." she whimpered, gyrating aginst him as he thrusted harder. "TAAAY.." she moaned out loud. "Gonna cum, Jen?" he gasped and she nodded, tracing the bead of sweat that ran down the side of his cheek to his neck with her finger. "LOOK at me.." he groaned, his hand keeping her face where he could see her and she couldn't look away. He thrusted faster, groaned out loud when she lifted her hips of the bed to meet his thrusts and shuddered when she began to tremble and then raked her fingers down his shoulders, her grip vice like on his arms as he walls clamped down on his cock. "TAAAY Oh..UHHHHHHHHH!!!!" |
"OHHH TAAAAY!!" she moaned again dragging her legs up his sides, gripping his arms and grinding onto him. "Oh Jen..." he gasped and thrusted faster. She moaned again as he swelled inside her and raked his sweaty hair back off his face. "Uhh...uhh....UUUUHHHH!! JEEENN!!" he cried out as he thrusted deep and stayed, filling her with sticky warmth, intensifying the end of her climax. "Ohhh god Taaayy..." she groaned as he lowered his head to kiss her, plunging his tongue in her mouth and grinding deeper into her. "Mmmm..." she murmured into his mouth as his movements slowed and he lay on top of her. He stroked her hair back and kissed her neck and shoulders. "I love you, Jenny." he breathed as she turned her head to kiss his lips softly. "I love you, too, Tay." she smiled, caressing him wherever her hands could reach him. "And don't bother looking for my car keys, pretty boy." she giggled. "I really want you to stay, okay?" "Anything you want, beautiful." he grinned back as she traced his lips with her fingertips. He kissed her again and smoothed her hair off her forehead. Taylor rolled away from Jen and pulled the covers back, then managed to get them both covered up and snuggled together underneath them. Emma chuckled softly as she watched Zac finish buffing out the wax on his board. He looked a little frustrated that she'd finished first. "Aww baby..don't be like that.." she cooed, dragging her tongue lightly up the side of his neck as she knelt behind him and rubbed his shoulders. "Like what?" he laughed, looking at her like she'd lost all her marbles. "All ego-bruised 'cause I got my board all waxed up before you did. It's just experience baby.." she grinned, still massaging his shoulders. He chuckled and turned his head to kiss her softly on the lips. "That's not what has me frustrated, Em." he said stroking her cheek and pulling an errant curl out of her eyes. "Hmmm...wonder what does?" she giggled. She reached down and tugged at the hem of his t-shirt, pulling it off over his head. "Em...what are you doing?" he laughed again, knowing he was not getting any rest tonight. Not when she was in the mood to play. "Keep waxing baby.." she admonished. "Needs time to set before we hit the water." she told him, smoothing her hands over his strong back and shoulders as he started to buff out the last small section of his board, which was completely different from Emma's. It was a gold-yellow, with black trim (two stripes down the center, fins and surf shop logo, with a pair of crossed drumsticks just under the surf shop logo), his tether was black with his name in small, dark yellow letters, and his wetsuit was black with yellow just at the neck and on the zipper pull. He grinned when Emma questioned him about his board. "Zac? You could have done alot more than just the drumsticks.." she told him. "Nah...I personally don't like the idea of being mobbed even at the beach, Em." Comprehension dawned on her and she smiled sheepishly. "Guess not." she agreed. "This is perfect then. And really, who cares as long as it gets your ass on a wave?" she giggled. "There you go.." he held out his arms in agreement. So they cleared Emma's small living area and started waxing, joking and talking about small things going on in both their careers as they did. |