Action speaks louder than words...Kiss her again!

You lean in first this time, but Flora reacts swiftly and meets you somewhere near the middle. Your lips click as they connect. The tension melts into passion as you continue to explore each other’s boundaries. It’s just a general kiss at first, but it quickly unfolds into something more aggressive and forward. Your tongue slips between her puckered lips and begins to glide around her pearly teeth.

She pushes you back to breathe and tries to say something, but you’re on the offensive. You kiss her a second time, catching her off guard. She struggles not to fight back, but as soon as she accepts it, she wraps herself around you, putting you into a lusty embrace. “We shouldn’t—!?”

A phrase comes out of her mouth before you muffle it again. “We can—!” you say between a breath. She runs a hand through your hair and pulls back alarmingly hard.

“Warren, we really shouldn’t be this stupid.”

The sudden import of pain kind of killed your feelings, but there’s still a raging boner between your legs, just throbbing to get out. Is she seriously going to blue ball you?

She swallows and looks outside. She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand and then pushes her brown hair back. “We are not this stupid…”

She’s going to blue ball me!

“Aren’t you curious?” You silently plead. She knits her brows so you follow up. “What it’d be like to be with me…uh, intimately.”

Flora smiled sheepishly and stammered. “What if we get caught?”

“If that’s all you’re worried about, then I think it’s worth the risk!” You tell her.

She scooted herself back to where she was and nodded. “If you insist.”

You pick up where you left off. Muffled moans. Suggestive tugs. Wrestling tongues. Then you started to pull on the zipper of her coat. You were coherent enough to expect her to fight, but she didn’t. Instead, she began to draw the buttons on your clothes.

Soon your coats are on the floor, and your shirts are being pulled at too. On both sides, there is some reluctance to get undressed at first. But it doesn’t stop you from rubbing each other’s genders. Her hand is touching the form of your bulge, and you are grabbing a handful of her tits. She feels amazing! You continue to knead her sexually until she’s unable to hide her moaning. You don’t want to get caught, so you stop.

You look at Flora, and she looks back at you. Her eyes are wild with lust, and now the pink burning her face is as bright and hot as yours. “We...really...really… shouldn’t be doing this.”

“Well,” you look down. The buttons of her pants are undone, her coat lays beside yours...You’re too far to stop now. “Then- then maybe you should just touch yourself for me.”

Flora blurts out your name in protest but then bites her lips. “That’s dirty…” She starts to slide her hand down her waist.

Your eyes widen as they watch Flora’s diligent hands begin the process of self-stimulating her nerves. A curse parts from your lips. “Jerk yourself off…” She says, somewhat bitterly.

You waste no time. You follow her desire and grab your cock from your pants. It takes a few seconds to catch up where she is, but you are soon cranking your crane at the same speed as she’s petting herself. There’s no noise besides the occasional gasp and creek, but you both are staring at each other with expressions so lewd you swear it was a dream of some kind. Then, without even meaning to, you both start going faster.

Flora’s burning blush makes her seem so much more enticing. Her hand massages her clit while also teasing the damp slit. The rate her hand is going, you have no doubt she’s at least two fingers deep into her own vagina. Her motions are vigorous and rough as she drives her hand deeper into her throbbing pink tunnel. Finally, you realize she’s close to an orgasm.

She swallows and then squints. “Jerk off faster~!” She gasps, too turned on to care that her voice came out that harsh. Two fingers dip in and out from her gash while she watches your fist become a blur on your rod, stroking to the sight of the suggestive sight of her fingering herself. Flora bites her lips again, stifling her moaning.

“Are you close?” Flora sighs, her voice low and enticing. “I’m close.” She looks down at your cock as your grip stimulates it. You didn’t think it was going to be this easy to cum…

Flora, not wanting to be restrained by her clothes, kicks off her pants. She spread her legs and puts herself on full display. You are presented with a fantastic view of her hot, wet pussy. Your cock gets harder, and you start jerking yourself faster.

You subconsciously scoot closer to her dripping vagina. The sound is of her pussy being played and toyed with is no longer muted by the denim covering her lower torso. She closes her eyes tightly and then shakes her head. She’s shaking, nearing her orgasm, but she’s holding back. “I want you to touch me~!”

You are on your knees beside her, trailing her stomach down to her clit. Your hands swap places. You eagerly dive into her gash as she reaches for your cock, dripping with clear precum. Then, you start to finger fuck her slit - curling your fingers which rub against her G-spot. It only takes seconds before she’s spasming in ecstasy.

Your index and middle finger join in pleasing Flora’s gender, pistoning them both in and out as she thrashes and groans, jerking your cock much better than you were. You tell her you’re close too, which only makes her jerking motions go faster.

“Oh, yes! Yes! Keep- keep doing that! Yes~ yes yes yes!” Without warning, you double the digits. All four of your fingers drive straight into her, fucking her soaked, tight pink pussy. She clutches around them as she becomes engulfed in her sticky-girl honey. The waves of pleasure are crashing against her will to stay away from her climax.

...It fails.

Flora is spraying your fingers with her pleasure-liquid's. The sight, feel, and sounds of her make you lose control around the same time. Ropes of white sperm shoot out and laces her wrists. “Oh, my God! Warren! Warren! St-stop! Stop!!”

You stop thrashing your fingers, and she stops jerking you off. Soon, you are just staring at each other and the mess you made. “Oh, shit…” Flora curses to herself.