Quickly pulling his shirt over his head, he would unzip my dress and let it fall to the floor. My braless 36Ds would be aching for his touch, my nipples solid and waiting for his tongue. He’d lower me back onto the bed as he kicked off his shoes and trousers, his mouth seeking mine all the while. His kisses, hot and deep, would drift slowly down to my throat, finding each of my nipples in turn. He’d flick them teasingly with his tongue, and it would feel heavenly. My pussy would be dripping wet with anticipation. Impatiently I would thrust my hips toward him, and, taking the hint, he would spread my legs and fix his mouth to the crotch of my thong. One hot long breath from him later and my hands would be clutching the bed sheets as I whimpered with pleasure. Easing my thong down over my hips, he’d slowly draw it down my legs. He’d pull it down over my curled toes and drop it to the floor. Returning his attention to my body, he would kiss and stroke his way back up my legs, his strong hands encircling my ankles as he spread me wide. My breath becomes laboured as his lips brush the centre of my passion. He’d quickly find my clit with his tongue and lap softly. Two fingers would glide inside me, curving to find my G spot. I’d be panting and moaning heavily under his ministrations. A slow fire would start building in my toes, spreading like wildfire up my legs, across my thighs and exploding through my pussy in the most intense orgasm of my life. I’d still be shivering and groaning when a sudden pressure against my pussy lips would alert me to the fact that Andy wasn’t finished with me yet. His once again rock solid cock would be nudging against me, and with one sharp thrust he’d be buried inside me. The sudden feeling of fullness would be almost overwhelming, pushing me toward another climax faster than I would have thought possible. Pounding into me forcefully, he would grunt my name, "Cordy. Cordy. Oh, God...Cordy."
Slowing only long enough to push my legs roughly back to my shoulders, he’d fuck me so deep it would verge on painful. My hands would run through his hair, across his wide shoulders, digging my nails into his skin deep enough to leave marks. My teeth would sink into my lower lip as I cry out. I’d beg him, "Fuck me, fuck me harder, oh Andy, fuck me!"
His eyes would briefly meet my own, glazed with lust and primitive needs. Feeling my second orgasm of the night building, my pussy would clench around his cock tighter than before, pushing Andy over the edge again.
My eyes flew open as this final image pushed me over the edge and I came, back arched and pussy fluttering around my fingers, wishing it really was Andy’s cock making me come like this. As my orgasm subsided, and my muscles relaxed, I sank back onto the bed and glanced at the clock. The party was due to start in twelve hours. I could only hope that the night would end as satisfyingly as my fantasies.
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