1. Erica, Luca & The Legend


    Date: 5/9/2024, Categories: Supernatural, Author: Kee 

    ... ear. Pulling him tight, his cock pushed against me. At that moment I knew several things: we were definitely fucking that night, he could be the love of my life, and I might actually marry him—if asked, of course.

The song ended. In that short interlude before the next one started we just stood, holding each other. Then “Dancing In The Dark” started. We looked at each other and started rockin’ to it. I moved to get my boobs jiggling as my blouse flopped open and closed just enough to give him a view. My eyes were still magically pulled to his, while his were locked on my boobs—a good sign. Yup, if his eyes and my wet thong were any indication, tonight was definitely happening.

We talked about leaving and whose place we’d go to. I insisted on his. It was closer and I didn’t want him leaving when the sex was finished. It was looking good for some great morning sex also. I wasn’t going to be denied.

In the back seat of the Uber, he pulled me onto his lap, facing him. This raised my skirt to my hips, displaying the barely-there thong. As his hands cupped my boobs and fingers began tweaking my nips I moaned and we kissed deeply. I always close my eyes when kissing like that, but for some reason this time I opened them a few seconds later—his were also open. You can’t focus at that close distance. He seemed to be almost looking through me. The blur of his gold-flecked eyes once again drew me in. My body relaxed. I almost came.

“Uh, folks... folks, we’re here!” The ...
    ... driver brought us back to reality. Hoping off him, we both apologized as we got out. “Not like I haven’t seen it before. Have a great night!” he said, just before speeding off.

“Caught! Damn. Well, it was more than worth it. Sure am glad I invited myself to your table,” he said.

“So am I...” Then, “Your hands felt good,” I blurted out, giggling like a kid. This was so not me.

“Well, let’s get inside. Maybe listen to some music and have some wine... or something.”

“Sounds good,” I replied, grabbing his hand and thinking:or maybe some dick!

We couldn’t keep our hands off each other in the elevator. Fortunately, when the door opened there was no one waiting as we laughed and untangled ourselves.

He lived on the top floor of a fifty-story condo building. It was far nicer than my old, one-bedroom apartment. Floor to ceiling windows overlooked the city—amazing. I was expecting normal male messy, but it was as neat as my place.

He opened a bottle of Sancerre. After pouring two glasses, he toasted, “To us.”

“To us,” I replied.

“To great sex!”

Pretty self-assured and bold, I thought. “To mind-blowing sex!” I burst out with. The two Gibsons caused that. We both started laughing again, both being audacious and confident—I liked that.

We walked to his windows, pushing one. It opened with ease—we went out on his balcony. The night air was wonderful. The sounds of the city were muffled by the fifty floors. Building lights glowed and the stars twinkled. Arm in ...
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