Tipsy Lovers (TF)

Pushing into the late hours of the night, Claire's birthday party was finally starting to come to an end; a majority of the teens began to filter out, leaving only a handful of the ones just as drunk as Kenny and Claire. With a few of their friends passed out around the living room around them, Claire and Kenny waved off the last of the partiers able to head home. As the door shut, Claire twirled around, taking Kenny's hands, "You were soooooo much fun tonight. You're funny once you relax."

"Once I'm drunk enough not to care, you mean," Kenny snickered. He pulled his hands out of Claire's grasp and instead planted them on her hips, pulling her closer to him, "But I hope I was able to make your birthday a good one."

"Well...you got me a necklace," Kenny glanced at the jewelry, briefly feeling a tinge of disappointment, "You were fun with my friends, and you even got along with Kenzie," Claire swayed her body as she listed things, "Hmmm, I think you've almost made this a good birthday."

"Almost?" Kenny raised an eyebrow, and Claire giggled, "Was there something else I was supposed to do?"

"Mhmmm," Claire hummed, "I still need my big gift."

"Big gift?" Kenny grinned, "What big gift? You'll have to remind me what that was."

"Yeah? Need a little reminder?" Claire pushed up on her toes, grabbing Kenny's shirt as she went and pulled him down to her lips. The couple exhaled as they shared a tongue-wrestling kiss. Kenny pulled the blonde closer to him, and Claire followed suit bring, taking the tipsy teens off balance. Claire yelped out a laugh as she fell backward over the arm of the loveseat, pulling Kenny down on top of her as she went. "Oops."

"Yeah," Kenny chuckled, "Sorry, you okay?" Claire bit down on her smiling lips and pushed a hand right into Kenny's pants, grabbing hold of his half stiff length, "I'll take that as a yes,"

"I want you inside me," Claire whined, doing her best to stroke Kenny,

Kenny glanced around the room, noting the passed-out teens, "Maybe we take this over to the guest room then?"

"Will and Ellie are already in there," Claire pouted,

"Can you make it upstairs to your room?" The blonde smiled wide and nodded, "Good, then let's get you up there, birthday girl," Kenny leaned in, planting another kiss on her lips. However, this time Claire let out a little groan and lightly pushed him back, "What?"

"You...smell like...stale punch," She giggled again,

"Oh yeah, remember you spilled some on me when we were dancing earlier?"

"Oh yeah," Claire let out a short, loud laugh, "You kept grinding against my butt!"

"Can you blame me?"

"Go rinse off, then...we have fun." Kenny let out a small sigh but nodded, "Be quick; I'll be waiting."

Kenny pushed off the couch, "Trust me; I won't be taking my time."

Kenny headed out of the living room and to the stairs climbing them with wobbly steps before stumbling up the hallway and into the bathroom. Kenny yanked his shirt off, tossed it aside, reached into the shower, turned it on, and then went for his pants. "I...I was probably stupid for buying her that dumb necklace." He mumbled to himself as he kicked his shoes off and pushed his pants and boxers down right off. Stumbling into the shower, Kenny let the warm water run over him, though his mind continued to focus on the gift, "I'm acting like the guys in the movies; those aren't real. Claire wants me to be fun, and I am trying to get all gushy with her. I need to grow up; Claire wants fun. I'll show her I can be that fun guy she wants." Kenny firmly said aloud, confidently washing off his body with a smile, "I can do this."

Another ten minutes ticked by as Kenny finished washing, struggled to dry himself off and get at least his boxers and shirt back on before he left the bathroom, stumbling towards Claire's bedroom. "If the necklace was a bust, I'll make sure this makes up for it in spades." Kenny let himself into the bedroom and found the lights off, and Claire already laid down on her bed. Kenny pushed the door shut behind him and grabbed his shirt, immediately yanking it back off and tossing it to the floor. He took a few swaying steps to the bed, lowering his boxers as he went before stopping to kick them off as well. Without hesitation, he climbed into bed, letting out a soft grunt as he quickly pressed his body against Claire.

Pressing his face into the crook of her neck, he inhaled deeply while his right hand slid along her body, first running over her perky tank-top-covered breasts and then down over her tight, pantie-covered ass. The teen's impressive length began to swell between his legs, stretching out and pressing between Claire's asscheeks. Kenny felt his hormones starting to outweigh any worries, and he hooked a thumb into Claire's underwear, working it down to her knees. It was then that the blonde finally started to stir, "W-What the hell?"

Kenny wet his fingers, quickly smearing a bit of salvia over his bulbous tip, and then lined it up right between her legs, "Good, I was hoping you were still awake." Kenny sighed, thrusting his hips forward, lodging his stiff length right into her tight cunt. Claire's entire body stiffed; a loud gasp followed, and she immediately reached back, digging her fingers into Kenny's hips, "F-Fuck....Oh shit...that's -- C-Christ, you're so fucking tight," Kenny groaned as his hand grabbed hold of Claire's waist, and he started to pump.

"H-Holy shit -- What in the f-fu -- Oh my God, K-Kenny -- A-Ah!" Kenny leaned in and planted another sucking kiss on Claire's neck.

God, she must have been almost fully out; it's like she doesn't even know what's going on. Kenny thought to himself before his brow jumped. Wait! Let me use this; I'll really rock her world! I'll do it exactly how she loves it! "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything," Kenny planted a rough sucking kiss on the nape of her neck, earning another long, drawn-out moan. The teens' bodies slowly started to roll, Claire felt herself getting pushed more on her stomach with each thrust, and in turn, Kenny found himself shifting to a position completely on top of her. Kenny's cock was now slick enough to piston in and out with ease, and in turn, wet slaps started to follow with each colliding slap of his mound on her ass.

Yet unlike any other time, Kenny had done this with Claire; instead of immediately being rewarded with the loudest, loving moans, he instead heard a whimper and sharp inhales that were certainly coming from pain. "H-Hey, are you okay?" Kenny immediately began to slow his thrusts, and Claire relaxed underneath him,

"T-Too rough...It hurts..."

Kenny sucked in a sharp breath, hesitantly pulling away from the girl, retracting his cock from her body, "S-Sorry! I wasn't -- Usually, it's -- I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you! We can stop; I didn't --"

"No." Kenny felt Claire roll under him, so she was flat on her back, "Just be...gentle. I want you to fuck me. Just be careful, Kenny."

The two teens did a quick adjustment, ending up in a much more standard missionary position that left Kenny's head spinning, "Like...like this? You want to do it like this?" Claire hadn't ever gone for this position the entire time they were together. If they were going for something easier, then Claire was on top, but otherwise, she expected something hard and fast from him.

"Yes!" Claire's tone had a bit of an extra bite to it, but it was followed up with another surprising move of yanking him down. Her arms wrapped around his neck, and her lips found his. Once again, Kenny was surprised, Claire wasn't a stranger to making out, but this was...different; it was oddly more intense, as if she really really wanted this as much as she wanted to fuck. Not intending to let Claire down, Kenny shifted, sliding his legs up and letting his cock slide against Claire's slit. Her returned the embrace and deeply began to kiss his girlfriend, who was lightly bucking her hips against his cock until finally, they connected and his tip planted between her lips. "Fuck me, Kenny...fuck me."

The needful whisper was all the teen needed, and he easily pushed his hips forward, sinking his cock back into her hot, squeezing hole. He was careful not to move too fast this time, giving her all the time she needed to adjust to his size, and only after he felt her relax beneath him did he begin to slide back and forth. Their kiss broke and Claire pressed her face into the crook of his neck, panting heavily and mewing out soft moans with each steady hilt inside her cunt, "L-Like that? Is that good?"

"Y-Yes, it's so f-fucking good," A chill ran down Kenny's body, setting his hair on edge. Claire had certainly given him dirty talk before, praise too, but something about how she was so gutturally responding to him now hit him differently. He tightened his hold on the blonde and pushed into her a little faster, "Oooh fuck, yes, Kenny..."

"Oh fuck, I love doing it like this with you." He admitted with no shame, "It just feels so fucking..." Kenny hissed a groan, pushing in from his tip to the hilt in one smooth thrust, "Amazing."

"F-Faster, go faster, K-Ken," Claire pushed her hips up against his needfully. Kenny let Claire go, planting his hands down on either side of her, and began to thrust steadily. Gasping, broken moans left Claire and her hands merely moved to Kenny's hips either pulling him in to go even faster or occasionally slowing him. "Oh my god, oh my god...Oh don't stop...K-Kenny, you're gonna make me cum...you're gonna make me cum." Kenny pushed down, locking lips with her once again, receiving yet another of her zealous kisses. Each thrust made her cunt tighten more and more around his shaft, and the wetness around it only grew.

"S-Shit, I'm almost there too..." Kenny all growled as Claire's already squeezing cunt started to tighten and spasm wildly, "Fuck, I think I'm gonna cum with you..."

Kenny abruptly felt Claire's hands on his face, and even in the darkness of the bedroom, he could tell she had him aimed right at her face, "Don't stop, do it. Cum with me. I want you to fucking cum with me." Claire pushed up and slid her tongue back into his mouth. Kenny returned it in full, whatever had gotten into Claire right now, it was like a dream. Their lips parted and Claire pressed her forehead against his, "I'm C-Cuming, I'm -- Aaah! Oh, my fucking -- K-Kenny!"

"Oh, fucking God!" Kenny exclaimed with a final mind-shattering collision of hips that sent him flying off his edge, and thick, hot streams of white spurted deep inside Claire. Claire all but melted beneath him, her body going utterly limp as she let out the weakest and shallowest gasps, with each thick spurt filling up her cunt with burning cum. Her hand, however, only tightened into Kenny, making sure he wouldn't pull away until he was done, and after five intense streams and a final few sharp pumps to work out his sixth, he did. Already low on steam from his earlier drinking, the intensity of the orgasm sent Kenny over, and he collapsed onto Claire, who weakly shuddered under him, letting out utterly content moans. Kenny shut his eyes, and let out sharp exhales and Claire merely held him tight, her legs now even laced over his. Without another word, Kenny felt darkness overtake him and fell asleep in her embrace.