Just the two of us

As the door clicked closed behind him and the only light illuminating the room was the streetlamp shimmering in through the thin blinds covering the window, Jim took in a deep breath. Was he really about to do this?

“I like what you’ve done with the place…” Rebecca wandered into the room, sitting down on the edge of one of the two single beds in the room. The mattress creaked, Rebecca bounced softly up and down on the bed, testing it out. “It’s, what’s the word? …quaint!” She smiled a bright smile, her lips curling. Jim watched as dimples fell into her soft cheeks and stared at her red lips, parting as if ready to speak up once more. Rebecca was already halfway through a sentence when Jim realized he wasn’t actually listening, far too enthralled by the sight of this woman sitting down in front of him. Rebecca cut of her sentence, cocking her head and sighing. She leaned back on her hands, pushing out her long legs in front of her, raising her right foot and waving it in the air. “Care to help me out of these boots? They were definitely the wrong choice for a long day of bartending.” She wore black, ankle high boots with a short heel. Rebecca pointed her toe towards Jim, who had to shake himself awake from his dream.

“They sure look good on you.” He spoke, walking over to her and softly grabbing hold of her heel. Rebecca lay down further, now resting on her elbows, looking up at him.

“Thank you darling, but my feet are killing me.” Jim pulled on her shoelaces, undoing them and loosening the shoe on her foot. Carefully he pulled the shoe off, placing it down on the floor. “Ahh, that’s better.” Rebecca wiggled her toes in her short, white socks, as Jim leant down to lift up her other foot. Slowly he took off that boot as well, letting it fall down next to the other on the floor.

“Any other requests?” He said, keeping hold of Rebecca’s right foot and massaging it slowly.

“I might be able to come up with a few things…” With snake-like movement Rebecca began running her left leg up Jim’s thigh. Sliding it past his knee and resting it for a short moment on the front of his upper leg. Jim meanwhile ran his fingers along the sole of Rebecca’s foot, running small circles on her heel with his thumb. Rebecca bit her bottom lip, let her foot move up and sideways a little further, until it began creeping up on the front of Jim’s pants. Before she made the decisive move, she looked him in the eyes. Jim stared back at her eagerly and they both knew little more had to be said. Rebecca ran her foot across Jim’s crotch, feeling the outline of his already growing erection pushing back against her sole. Jim’s breath shuddered, his hips moved forward on instinct, his body had been craving this kind of touch for longer than he himself even knew.

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It fell on them like a tidal wave, washing them of their inhibitions and flooding them with relentless lust. What began as some small, shy touches, suddenly turned into a fevered attack, as two sets of hands explored soon to be familiar areas of bodies being rid clothing rapidly.

Jim had crawled onto the bed with her, had his hand running through her dark hair as her lips pressed against his. He felt Rebecca’s long legs wrap around his waist as he mounted her, kissing her like he was a schoolboy all over again. Rebecca’s nails dug into his naked back, her free hand wrapped softly around his neck and pulled him closer. She moaned as her tongue slid into his mouth and again when his slid into hers. Her scent was almost overwhelming, Jim felt dizzy by the warmth of her touch. Yet he craved more, so much more.

When they finally broke their kiss he stopped to speak, yet words were the last thing on his mind. Instead he leant down once more and kissed Rebecca’s neck, who moved her chin to grant him easier access. Her strong hips pulled his pelvis against hers and whilst Jim kept kissing her slowly down her body, taking his time to taste each and every delicious inch of her, Rebecca began to grind her crotch against his. All they now wore was their underwear, Jim dark blue boxers and Rebecca black panties and a tan bra. When Jim’s lips had reached her breasts he first kissed all around them. Her chest, her sternum, those few small inches of skin exposed above her bra. Rebecca clearly needed more, as she clambered up slightly and reached a hand behind her back to flick off her bra in a trained movement. Within a second her bra lay scattered on the floor amongst their other clothes and Jim looked down at the tender curves of her body. His hand slid up her body, cupping her breast in the palm of his hand, rolling her hardening nipple between his index finger and thumb. Rebecca’s body reacted quickly to his touch, her hips gyrating against his, as another moan escaped her lips. With hunger in his eyes Jim planted his lips on her breasts, taking her nipple into his mouth and teasing it with his tongue. Rebecca’s hand moved to his hair, taking a handful and pulling him upwards. When Jim let go of her breast, she moved down to kiss him again, taking charge, making him feel how desperately she needed him.

“Taste me.” Was all she said, as her eyes fixed themselves on his. Jim needed no further instructions and pulled himself off of her, climbing down to the edge of the bed and watching as Rebecca crawled upwards. He kissed the inside of her right thigh and felt the heat radiating from behind her cotton underwear. He kissed the inside of her left thigh and felt Rebecca’s hand clutch his hair once more. Without hesitation Jim kissed further up, his whole body jolting with ecstasy. When he kissed the front of her panties he could feel they were already wet. Her smell was heavenly, he knew she’d taste even better. Hurriedly he removed her underwear, pulling them over her ankles and throwing them over his shoulder. Rebecca’s pussy was glistening with wetness, her small clit was swollen, the dark hair on her mound too was shimmering with droplets of her excitement. Jim tasted her. He felt an immediate rush, his cock throbbed and his tongue got to work.

After he had explored her pussy thoroughly, Jim focused on Rebecca’s swollen clit. He took her into his mouth and began teasing her with slow, circular movements. His teasing quickly elicited a reaction out of her, as Rebecca moaned almost painfully, her thighs clenching as the grip on his hair tightened. Encouraged by her moans, Jim quickly sped up, sucking on her clit with conviction, letting his left hand travel up her body to toy with her nipples again.

“F-fuck, God fuck!” Profanities flew from Rebecca’s lips in rapid succession, as Jim continued working her wet pussy with his mouth. He moved his free hand to her pussy, taking a short moment to lather two of his fingers in spit. As his lips parted from her wetness, Jim caught Rebecca’s eyes. It was clear she desperately wanted him to get back to what he was doing. Jim was **** too. Taking her clit back into his mouth, Jim slid his two lubed up fingers easily into Rebecca’s opening. Moving them in and out, rubbing the tips of his fingers against her G-spot, it soon became apparent that Rebecca was not going to last much longer. Jim continued eating her out and fingering her, determined to push her over the edge. All that Rebecca could do was lay there and beg him with whispered words to please not stop. Eventually her back arched, her hand began to pull on his hair and her legs, which had been squeezing his head tightly, started to shiver. Still Jim did not let up, as Rebecca’s curses turned into wails and then soft, heavy moans. Tasting her wetness, which gushed into his mouth and dripped down his chin, Jim felt his own arousal throb and strain against his underwear. Sensing that Rebecca was at the peak of her orgasm, which seemed to have taken all the strength from her body, he finally relented. Softly Jim began kissing up her body again. Kissing her stomach, in between her breasts, her neck and finally her lips. Rebecca’s cheeks were glowing red, strands of dark hair stuck against her forehead with sweat and a bright smile was painted on her face. Jim lay down besides her, taking her into his arms and letting Rebecca nestle into his chest. “You are amazing” he began to whisper to her, “you did so good, you’re so beautiful.” He kissed her forehead, feeling Rebecca press her body tight against his. He lay there with her for a few warm moments, relishing in the slowing of her breathing and the softness of her skin.