The air in the house was thick with unspoken desire. I knew I shouldn't, but the thought of Skye Young, her blonde hair cascading down her shoulders, was too much. My wife was out, a rare occurrence, and the house felt…empty. Too empty.
I found Skye in the living room, scrolling through her phone. She looked up, her blue eyes wide and innocent. "Hey," she said, her voice barely a whisper.
"Hey yourself," I replied, my voice a little rougher than I intended. I walked closer, stopping just a foot away. The air crackled with tension.
"What's up?" she asked, tilting her head. That subtle movement only served to highlight her busty chest. I swallowed hard.
"Not much," I lied. "Just…bored."
She smirked, a playful glint in her eyes. "Bored? I'm sure we can find something to do." She stood up, her petite frame practically vibrating with youthful energy. She was wearing shorts and a top; it was obvious no tattoos could be seen on her smooth skin, and her belly piercing twinkled, taunting me.
Before I could think twice, I reached out and cupped her face, my thumbs gently caressing her cheekbones. Her skin was soft, unbelievably soft. I leaned in and kissed her, a soft, hesitant kiss that quickly deepened into something more passionate.
Her arms wrapped around my neck, pulling me closer. I could feel her small, firm breasts pressing against my chest. God, she felt good.
"We shouldn't," she whispered against my lips, but her body told a different story. She was just as turned on as I was.
"I know," I breathed, "but I can't help myself."
I pushed her gently back onto the couch, following her down. I kissed her again, harder this time, my tongue exploring her mouth. She moaned softly, a sound that sent shivers down my spine.
I pulled back slightly and looked into her eyes. "Are you sure?"
She nodded, her eyes filled with a mixture of desire and nervousness.
I didn't need any more encouragement. I reached down and started unbuttoning her shorts. Her breath hitched as I slid them down her legs, revealing her smooth, pale thighs. I traced a line down her leg with my finger, watching as goosebumps rose on her skin.
"You're beautiful," I murmured, my voice husky with lust.
She blushed, but her eyes never left mine.
I quickly stripped off my own clothes and knelt between her legs. Her eyes widened as she took in the sight of my big cock.
"Oh, wow," she breathed.
I chuckled and reached for a condom. Safety first, even in a moment of reckless abandon.
With trembling hands, I rolled it on and then leaned down to kiss her again. This time, I didn't hold back. I kissed her deeply, passionately, until she was gasping for air.
I pulled back and looked at her. "Ready?"
She nodded, her eyes shining with anticipation.
I entered her slowly, feeling her tighten around me. She moaned, a sound that drove me wild.
I started to move, slowly at first, then faster and faster. Her nails dug into my back as she met my thrusts. The dirty talk started to flow as the lust got stronger. I came for cum in mouth!
The minutes felt like seconds. I was completely lost in the moment, lost in her. It was fucking amazing. Suddenly, a car pulled into the driveway. "Oh fuck, she's back, hurry!"