Pulling out my phone, I typed the address into the GPS and closed the laptop. All my other stuff was still in the car, so I figured all I needed were shoes and a jacket. Throwing on a hoodie that I fully intended on taking off before I rang his doorbell, I hopped in the car and followed the directions to his place.
When I got there, there were two vehicles, and I instantly started worrying. But upon further inspection, the second car looked like a rental. It had a sticker from the place I’d thought about grabbing one from in Knoxville on the back window and everything.
Taking the hoodie off, I opened the car door and headed across his driveway to the front door. The porch light was on, and as I rang his doorbell, I noticed my nipples were hard, poking out through the thin fabric of the shirt. I hadn’t bothered to put on a bra, and the crop top stopped just below my breasts. It was essentially being kept in place by my nipples.
This was throwing caution to the wind in a way I had never even dreamed of before. Who the hell was I? What was I doing? This wasn’t the type of behavior I ever exhibited, and now I was standing on this man’s porch, after illegally getting his address, barely wearing anything at all other than a fuck-me stare.
I very nearly turned around and ran back to my car. I was halfway through the turn when the door opened, and I snapped back into place. Everett stood there, first a curiously surprised expression on his face and then turning into one of shock and admiration as he took in what little I was wearing.
“Helen?” he asked. “What are you doing here?”
“You,” I said and jumped him. I didn’t even give him time to respond. His arms wrapped around me, and I leapt up, so my legs wrapped around his waist, and he shut the door behind me.
For the second time in two hookups, he carried me away. Only this time, he knew where he was going, and carrying was a bit of a misnomer, since I was clenching him like a snake, my tongue in his mouth and one hand dropping down below my ass to try to unbutton the pajama pants he was wearing.
Everett shut the door of his bedroom behind him and carried me over to a chair, turning so he could sit down on it. There were no arms on the chair, so I landed in a mounted position on his lap and scooted back just far enough to get both of my hands down at his crotch.
Breaking the kiss, I looked down and groaned happily as I got the button undone and maneuvered his massive cock through the opening. I stroked him for a moment, pressing my lips back to his as I stood up. My free hand pushed on my short shorts and shoved them down to my feet, where I kicked them away. As soon as they were off, he reached for me, pulling me back into his lap. I laughed at the weightlessness of my body in his arms.
He positioned me above him and I felt his cock slide between the part in my ass until the head found my folds and slid through those too. Suddenly, he grabbed my hips and pulled down and his cock filled me completely. I cried out loudly, not worried about the sound like I had been at the apartment. There were no neighbors here. We were deliciously alone.
I rode him, my toes barely touching the floor and my hands clasped over the wooden backrest of the chair. He buried his face in my chest, his tongue swirling over my nipples and gently biting one as I rode him harder and harder.
Finally, he picked me up, his cock still buried deep inside me, and carried me over to the bed. Unlike at my place, the lights were all on, and when he tore off his shirt, I got the best look I had since we ate sandwiches in my kitchen at his delectable body. He curled over me, pulling out just long enough to tear off his pants before slamming back inside me again.
Everything was moving fast, adrenaline and carnal hunger driving me to clench for him, to bury my nails in his back while he fucked me. I didn’t hold back anything, feeling freer and more alive than I had ever felt in my life. I came over and over again, my body rocking as I rolled through climax after climax.
We sped up and slowed down, then sped up again. Using every piece of furniture in his room, I bent my body in ways I never thought of, and he brought me pleasure unimaginable. His tongue stroked my clit and brought me even higher before I took him into my mouth and tasted the juices of our bodies mixed together on my tongue.