Raindrops clung to the glass of the bus shelter. Seeds of liquid silver illuminated by the glow of the streetlights. We had almost made it there before the deluge started, running hard the last 50 meters, but it was in vain as the clouds opened up to sprinkle us like holy water. We both laughed as we shivered and made it to cover. I couldn’t help noticing the way your drenched summer dress clung to those curves. Especially her breasts, which were accentuated by the wet, clingy material… and her nipples, pert and alert, saluting like a raw cadet.

“I’m freezing,” she said.

So I pulled her in close in an attempt to provide you with some measure of warmth. But what I really wanted was those divine tits of hers resting against my chest. She had a knowing look in her eyes as I enveloped her in my arms and kissed her. Kristine kissed me back with a swirl of her tongue, and the chill seemed to dissipate.

Mist hung in the evening air as rain fell from the midnight sky. The pitter-patter of it hitting the concrete accompanied the sound of her breathing. The scent of her shampoo was reignited by the rain, and it utterly filled my senses. God, she looked so beautiful at that moment. Her wet hair was clinging to her cheeks as she stood shivering. I could feel the goosebumps on her skin as I held her. She was soaked. I was hoping her pink sickle moon between her thighs was soaked as well as we stood there holding each other.

“What happened to the car?” She asked.

“I don’t know,” I replied. “There was plenty of gas in it. I’ll have to get it towed to a garage in the morning and have it looked at.”

For a few moments, we gazed at each other and said nothing. Kristine’s eyes were an ocean of liquid blue intensity that I could swim in for an eternity. I made a slight movement to kiss her again, but hesitated. She held my gaze and waited. When our mouths finally did meet again, it was a slow, lingering kiss. A passionate kiss with our tongues exploring each other gently. So soft and sensual. Those sanguine lips parted slightly as she invited me in, my lips gently brushing against hers.

A taste of raspberries flooded my palate from her lip gloss. The sweetness in my mouth made my dick start to tingle. Kristine pulled me closer into her curves, the scent of her perfume intoxicating. There was no rushing this moment. She pushed into me so my left leg was between her legs… I felt the warmth of her centre on my thigh, even in the cool night air.

I enjoyed the warmth as my tongue grazed her bottom lip. Her body relaxed, satisfyingly, as those lips parted in anticipation of more. My tongue delved into her mouth again, probing her warm, wet, inviting world. She gave a soft moan as we kissed, my hand sliding under her shirt to caress the small of her back.

There was no resistance as her tongue swirled against mine. The pounding in my chest filled my ears as I looked into her blue eyes. The intensity of the moment was almost overwhelming. I wanted to slip her thong down around her ankles, bend her over in the bus shelter and bury my erection. The look Kristine gave me seemed to be begging me to do it. In the silence, her eyes spoke volumes.

Then the bus showed up…

The bus ride home was intense. We grabbed a seat at the back, and there was only one old lady sitting up at the front near the driver. Kristine and I kissed passionately on the ride home. She parted her legs for me, and I lifted up her skirt and pushed aside her thong and fingered her slippery pie. Almost to the point of orgasm. The feel of her warm, tight pussy, squeezing my fingers, warmed them up considerably, and I was grateful.

As we kissed, and she rubbed my cock through my jeans, I glanced up at the driver who was looking in the rearview mirror at us periodically. It was then that I wondered if the bus had security cameras. Maybe we’re giving the old guy the thrill of his lifetime. Perhaps later, he’d go home to his wife, all worked up and wanting to get laid. If there were cameras on the bus, I would have pulled Kristine’s thong off, pushed up her dress high and opened her legs wider to finger her. I resisted the urge to open her dress and start sucking on her nipples.

We got off at the bus stop near the house and walked home in silence, our hands clasped. I pushed the balled-up cloth that was Kristine’s thong back into her hand, and she looked at me and giggled. She stopped, throwing her arms around me and kissed again. I lifted up her dress and grabbed her warm ass in the cool night air, pulling her close so she could feel my erection against her.

“We had better get inside before I get you to fuck me doggy style on the neighbour's lawn,” she giggled.

The prospect of banging her on the grass in the cool night air was tempting, but the drizzle made the idea a bit unrealistic.

“Yes, let’s get inside,” I replied.

Back at the house, Kristine jumped into the shower to warm up. Mom and Dad were out of town for the weekend on a business trip. We had the whole house to ourselves. Whatever were we going to do? I chuckled to myself. I stepped into the bathroom to see her silhouette through the shower curtain and to grab some warmth from the steam.

I ran downstairs to grab a bottle of water, and when I came back upstairs, Kristine was standing by my bed wearing her bath towel. She looked hot standing there as I started to get hard once more. I walked towards her, and her towel hit the floor before I arrived. Her peach and breasts looked perfect as she stood there with a look of need and desire on her face. She wrapped her arms around my neck and tried to shove her tongue down my throat.

She pulled back, looked me in the eyes, and said, “I want you inside me.”

“Oh, I will be inside you, all the way,” I whispered back.

Dropping to her knees, she undid my jeans and dropped them to the floor. My underwear followed. My cock was aching and sprang to attention once freed of its prison. I wanted to feel her tight pussy wrapped around my shaft in the worst way. I wanted to feel her mouth wrapped around my thickness and feel her tongue sliding along my shaft.

Kristine looked up at me as she grabbed my cock with one hand and my balls with the other. Her shiny tongue came out and flicked up and down over the tip of my cock as she teased the eye of my snake. My hands went to the top of her head as she worked her magic with her mouth.

She took my whole tip in her mouth and twirled her tongue around it. It felt good as we looked into each other's eyes. She lifted up my dick and ran her tongue from the tip to the shaft, and then she took my balls in her mouth. Oh baby, don’t stop, I thought. She gave me head with the expertise and experience of somebody much older. I would have to ask her sometime where she learned to do that.

She pushed me back until I sat down on the edge of the bed. I opened my legs for her and she moved in close, my tip in her mouth, trying to get as much of cock in there as she could. With her right hand, she stroked me, and with her left, she fondled my balls. She had a good rhythm going despite not being able to take to much. She pushed both my legs up high as she sucked on my balls, and then her tongue slid down to my rusty bullet hole. Kristine watched the look on my face as she rimmed my asshole. I closed my eyes as her tongue swirled over my starfish. It was a new sensation, and I loved it.

I could feel that sensation starting to build, that tickle that started at the base of my dick as I was getting nearer to climax. She started to look like she was tiring, so I tried to cum sooner. I gave a couple of mmmmmms as I got closer to finishing. I glanced at my alarm clock. Almost 7 minutes already.

I finally satisfied her with a grunt and upward hip thrust as I came in her mouth. She strokes me furiously as I blow my load. So much so she almost choked and some cum leaked out of her nose and from the corners of her mouth. White dragon. Her eyes had a look of pure wickedness as she swallowed my cum and licked up what was still oozing out of my dick. Kristine made sure to get any residue on my shaft.

With my goo all swallowed, she climbed up on me, and we kissed deeply. Her tongue swirled as I tasted my saltiness in her mouth. I gently pushed her off onto the bed and onto her back. She lay there waiting for me to touch her. To caress her, to finger her, to lick her, to fuck her.

Her body and soul are stripped to lie bare, and she whispered, “Fuck me” like a desperate prayer. Her smooth contours danced in a rose petal rain, shadowed as her pink wings fluttered in refrain. I hover over her midriff, and my kiss plays for keeps while the honeyed wine of her soul weeps. It guides me in her direction, and I am given over to her pussy’s soft perfection. My fingertips trace the curves of her breasts and the lines of her abdomen, all the way down to her waiting bud. Tracing them slowly so I could remember them forever.

I knelt before her, persuaded by the warmth of her secret place, and my senses were inundated, consumed by her sensual form and the ripples of an impending, vibrant storm. I drift as her kiss beckons me day and night. Her sweet taste is my carnal delight, to fuck her deep is my desire with the molten heat of a raging funeral pyre.

The embers in her eyes smoulder and ignite as the erotic Phoenix of my tongue prepares to take flight. Deep swells overwhelm her from her winged inferno, while her shivers burrow deep. She opens her legs wide for me. Her pink little fuck box is a sticky mess, and I loved it.

I wind my way towards pleasure, on the path of the valley of treasure. Her lithe form under my fingertips and kisses on her skin swim like a vine to the well and the sweet taste of her sensual wine. She’s leaking and flowing like a waterfall, and all I want to do is taste it. My mouth is one breath away from her nub.

And then I part her lips with a kiss. The gyration of her hips as her wick burns and her slippery candle wax drips. Butterfly-soft kisses from my tongue swirl, a velvet winged brush that in its flight purls around her glistening bud. My mouth works her soft, pink mound, increasing her pool of moisture. Flick after velvet flick upon her swollen pink pearl.

She whimpers and moans as she cums in my mouth. Her soul rests on the tip of my tongue. Shudder after shudder wrack her body in ecstasy. It drives me wild to watch her writhe in orgasmic bliss. She lies panting as I climb up to kiss her, my fingers probing her wet, twitching crevice.

Then I roll her onto all fours. Her cute ass up in the air for me, her wet slit ready for me to enter, her head on the mattress looking back at me expectantly. I reach over to my nightstand and grab a small bottle of lube. Opening it, I squirt some onto my rod and get it good and slippery.

I guide my torpedo to her waiting pink. I insert the head ever so slightly into her small world. Her head comes up in pleasure as I do, but I stop for a few moments. Kristine waits but says nothing, and then, with one thrust, I penetrate her in one fluid motion. She screamed in pleasure, and she came. I’ve never had a girl do that before, with only one thrust. Her back arched, her fingers clutched the sheets, and she buried her head in a pillow and screamed at the top of her lungs.

She squealed in ecstasy as I continued to fucked her hard and deep. My pelvis hits her ass with every deep thrust, making a satisfying slapping sound. Kristine came over and over, and during one of her orgasms, I slipped a thumb into her ass. She came even harder and was almost bucking like a wild horse. Sweat covered our bodies as she fucked me back. She was rocking back and forth in time with my every thrust.

After about 10 minutes of fucking her I felt that sensation building again. She knew I was close by the sounds I was making. I shifted one leg, getting ready to pull out, but she suddenly reached back, grabbing my wrists.

“No. Inside this time,” she moaned.

With one more thrust, my cock exploded inside of her. She was so tight I wasn’t sure where my cum was going as it was erupting from my shaft. I gave her a couple of more strokes before I finally pulled out of her. As I did, some of my load came out of her messy cunt. She lay there, head down, as she squeezed her muscles, urging more of my cum out of her. What an incredible sight to see my seed leaking out of her tight crevice. I fingered her pussy, which was urging more of my cream out of her.

She leaned back on her knees as I put one arm around her waist, and I kissed her neck. With my other hand, I stuck my finger in her mouth so she could suck the cream pie and clean it up. She turned around on the bed, and we kissed again, my half limp cock pressed against her abdomen.

Kristine then pushed me back onto the bed. Crawling slowly towards me, she grabbed my semi-hard shaft and started to stroke it. She took me into her mouth and started to suck on my dick. Her tongue travelled up and down my shaft, cleaning up her jizz from our first fuck. By the time she had finished cleaning my cock, I was rock hard again.

Straddling me, she took my rock-hard torpedo and positioned it between her sticky lips. She eased herself down onto me, her eyes closing and her face displaying her pleasure as she sank the final inches until I was all the way inside her. Then she started to ride me like the world was going to end. I held her hips and guided her, and she slid up and down on my cock. Her tits were bouncing, and the sweat flew from her body as she rode me into orgasm after orgasm.

Kristine screamed and wailed at the top of her lungs. After what seemed like an eternity, I told her I was going to cum. She quickly dismounted, grabbed my slick erection, and pumped me furiously. She took me into her mouth just as I started to cum. I could feel my spurts shooting down her throat as she stroked me furiously.

She looked up at me with lust in her eyes and satisfaction on her face. “We’re not going to get any sleep tonight,” she said as she started to suck on my balls again.

“No, we’re not,” I replied, smiling at her as she stroked me.

We fucked for the rest of the night. I came on her and in her. Kristine came on my cock and while riding my face, grinding her cum sticky pussy into my face as I tongued her slick hole. She swallowed more of my cum, moaning and writhing in the sheets. I gulped down her jizz leaking out of her cunt.

Close to dawn, we collapsed in a cum and sweat-covered heap. We were both soaked and exhausted. As she lay in my arms, we kissed until she silently drifted off to sleep. I covered her with a sheet, and I made myself comfortable beside her. Just as I was dozing off I thought I heard a vehicle pull up in the driveway. I came fully awake and went to look out my window.

“Kristine!” I yelled. “Mom and Dad are home early!”