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 Kayley went to her room, ready for a night of passion.  Her family had said
their good-nights, and the night was hers.  She waited til the family was
asleep, then made her way to the basement, and out of the house.  Two
houses down, her lover's car waited, and they sped off to his house.

   Using steps hidden in the brick, they scaled the wall into his room. 
She went first, and it was all he could do to keep from looking up into her
dress, completely open from the bottom, allowing him visual access to all
her beauty, from her blue panties to her blue bra.  The light green dress
did little to hide her luscious curves, and his eyes soaked in the sight of
her undies hugging her secrets.  His mind raced to think of how he would
discover those secrets.

   Once she was inside, she immediately went to the bed, belly down,
waiting his presence.  He laid down on top of her, pressing his erection
into between her round cheeks.  She looked back at him, and he licked her
face, curving around her till their tongues met in their mouths.  His hands
slipped under her, hovering on her gracious breast, kneading slowly.  As
soon as he heard small moans from her lips, he relented, pushing her onto
her back.  He looked her down, his mind needing little imagination to
undress her mentally.  Her dress, though loose, was tight against her body
at the moment, allowing her breasts to pull against the fabric and her
panties to become visible under the thin cloth.

   For half an hour they held each other in a passionate kiss, rolling
slowly on the bed, their tongues touching and hands exploring.  Her hands
alternated between grabbing his shirt and his hair; his hands drifted down
the small of her back, resting on the mounds of her butt before drifting
upwards again.  At some point, his shirt came off, and her hands explored
further down, drifting over his round ass and clawing at his skin.  He
responded by pushing her onto her back and bringing his knees up next to
her, kneeling on her.

   He broke the kiss, a line of juice spreading between their lips, leaning
downward to nuzzle against her neck.  He began to slowly lick down her
neck, and as she arced her back in response, he pushed on her breasts,
kneading them and forcing her down.  He slowly intensified the licking and
the squeezing, until a whole side of her neck dripped and shone with his
juices.

   His hand slipped down between her legs quickly, pressing the dress
against her panties; her juices flowed through the cloth onto his hand.  He
brought the hand back up, juices covering three fingertips.  He separated
his fingers, watching the beads of stickiness spread between them, then
brought his fingers up onto her lips, licking them.  She helped with the
other side, and soon his fingers were wet with another kind of juice.

   He traced his hands down to her feet, going up, hooking the knee-length
dress with his thumbs, over her panty-line, up her belly, and left it
covering her head, her arms stuck above her.  The sight of her body
reflecting the moon's light, accenting her round belly and thighs, awakened
carnal desires in him.  Her neck was still wet with his juices, and the
moonlight revealed this.  But what was more telling of the dark desires
welling up in her was her panties, which had colored themselves a darker
blue in response to the happenings.

   His hand again slipped to her panties, lightly massaging the sly bump of
her vagina.  She twisted in response, anxious and crazy for the more
intense stimulation to come.  She bit into her dress to keep the moaning
down, and he whispered in her ear, "my family's away for the weekend". 
Almost instantly, her volume increased as she became more comfortable with
the house's vacant status.  He continued tormenting her with the lower
petting until her panties glistened freely in the midnight air, and her
moans were reduced to sobs for more.

   He pulled the dress off her face, planning to pull it off her arms; but,
as soon as the cloth was lifted from her face, she shot straight to him,
invading him with a kiss, tongue extended in ecstasy.  He dropped the
dress, holding her up as her arms came down on him, trapping him in with
the dress.  Her tongue burst into his mouth before his own matched it in
fury as they grasped.  Rolling multiple times, they both threw the dress
off, throwing it into the darkness of the room.

   In mid-roll, he unhooked the bra and in short time it, too, was flung
somewhere into the night.  She reclined from the roll, giving him a full
view of her breasts: large, round mounds extending from her chest, each
equal in size and allure, each peaked by fair sized areolae and small
nipples.  She giggled when his eyes grew wide as they soaked in the erotic
image before him.  The goosebumps from both the night chill and the night's
anticipation were thrown into bright relief on her chest, adding an extra
shine to her breasts.

   He shoved his thigh forward, wedging it between her legs, pushing her
body onto the backboard of the bed.  He brought his right arm around her
back, embracing her, then proceeded to spiral his way up one breast with
his tongue, flicking his tongue back and forth on the mound, staying at the
summit to play with her tit.  She held his head to her breast.  His other
hand held her other breast, rolling her tit between his fingers.  He
switched breasts, holding as much of her breast in his mouth, savoring the
slight taste of it.  His hand pulled her tit back, pinching it as her
breast stretched.  A bead of saliva ran down her breast and onto her belly.
She humped his thigh, putting force on her vagina and dripping more juices
onto her lover's thigh.  She rolled her head back, gasping in the chill
air, clawing at his back.

   Overwhelmed, she slid onto her side, dragging down the backboard.  He
laid down next to her, looking into her starstruck eyes.  Her eyes sparkled
in the night, the the halo of green luminescing with tears of pleasure. 
She looked down his chest to his pants, which pathetically attempted to
hide the secrets within.  She pulled them off of him, staring at the hard,
eight-inch erection.  It was throbbing, jerking slightly with every
heartbeat.  She quickly noticed the head was shimmering with a layer of
cum. She started at the base, licking all the way up, circling the head
with her tongue.  She licked the small bubble of cum forming at the hole,
and licked it clean before opening her mouth and sliding the thick meat in.
She went as far as she could, and on the way out, increased the suction. 
She inserted again, and was sure more cum came out in the short time.  She
increased the speed of her fellatio, reaching around and gripping his ass
to pull her in faster.  He humped against her face, sending him closer to
climax, and his first spurt of cum went in the back of her throat, while
the rest dripped down her chin.  He pulled her up, and licked the rest of
his cum off of her.

   His hand slipped once again to her panties, slipping under them to find
her steaming vagina.  He brought his penis close, and looked to his lover
for recognition.  She nodded, and he pushed forward with his penis, filling
her completely.  Her moans quickly intensified, meeting his, filling the
house with their sex.  He rolled on top of her and continued thrusting,
each thrust pushing her forward and back.  He held her, passionately
kissing and biting her neck, thrusting harder with each insertion.  When he
came, his juices were pushed out by his ferocity.  She matched his
thrusting, pushing in and out herself, and with each thrust she moaned
louder.  When she came, she bit into his neck hard, and screamed pleasure.
Her juices flooded with his, and both exited the hole steaming.  He kept
thrusting through their shared orgasm, and collapsed tired on his
unbelievable lover.  -End Chapter 1