Nude grinding/humping

***** Please Note - Parts of this chapter were written by BosomBuddies and edited to fit this storyline

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SHANE

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"Why don't you tell me while I drive us back to the house?" Tracy shuddered before slipping off my lap and back into the passenger's seat. She adjusted her bra and sweater which had gone slightly askew.

Once again I found myself struggling to keep my focus on the road as a beautiful woman sat next to me and recounted some explicitly sexy tales. Tracy told me she would have grabbed her thong from the floor, draped it over my dick, sat back on my lap, and she would have grinded that beautiful pussy of hers all over my hard cock until I blew my load all over her tiny little undergarment. She told me she would have placed my hands on her tits. She would have screamed my name louder and louder until we came together. But she didn't stop there.

"This is my what if," she stressed. "My fantasy. And in my fantasy you let me shower with you and I rub you and suck you back to life then you turn me around and grind your dick into my ass. You take the removable shower head and spray it at my nipples, teasing me a bit."

Her hand had subconsiously started rubbing her breasts through her sweater. "Then you point it at my clit."

I pulled up to the house and put the car in park. After a deep breath I pried my clawed hands from the steering wheel and looked at Tracy.

"Then what?"

"We both cum. Again. Hard."

I lunged at her, fighting against the seatbelt I hadn't thought to unbuckle yet as I kissed her hard. "Let's go inside."

As soon as we walked inside the cabin, I noticed Ria's shirt and designer jacket strewn across the floor. A raucous din of urgent moans and energetic thumping echoed from upstairs.

Tracy grasped my hand, anxious. Our eyes met, and we both silently acknowledged: It's really happening.