Post-haste!

The car ride home was frantic with only the barest observation of the road rules.

Back at mine when we reached my room, I grabbed Holly around the waist and threw her the extra metre it was to my bed. Holly laughing with glee as she landed in a tangle of blonde hair and pale legs akimbo. I stripped down to my birthday suit as Holly kicked off her heels and righted herself onto her knees. Joining her on the bed I started to pull the small silver dress she’d been wearing up over her hips, ready to pull it up over her head.

“Careful. I borrowed this from Yui,” Holly warns as she has to prevent an earring from snagging in the material.

“I’ll buy her a new one,” I tell Holly, then as I push her back onto the bed, taking her flimsy panties in my fist and tearing them off, “and I’ll get you new ones of these!”

Holly responds with a moan of wanting as she opens her legs out wide for me as she pulls me down on top of her.

“I need you inside me,” Holly practically begs before I thrust my cock back into my ex.

Words are lost then as we fuck like the horny teenagers we once were. Holly letting out an appreciative ‘ahhh’ to every pump I give her. I pay special attention to Holly perky little tits as we screw. My hands never leaving them as I squeeze and fondle her firm mounds. My back arching to be able to suck on her nipples as I push up inside her pussy over and over.

The sensations bring Holly to another shuddering orgasm. Her back arching clear off the bed as she wraps me tight with her hips and pushes herself against my shaft. Soon after Holly rolls onto her stomach to escape my hands on her nipples which have become too sensitive so soon after orgasm. Her little white ass and red peach presented to me as I slam back inside her. Holly having to push herself away off the headboard to prevent her head knocking against it as I take hard from behind.

A good few long minutes like that lead me to unload my second load of cum inside Holly for the night. Her tender hand reaching back to fondle my nuts this time as she massages them, coaxing as much of my spunk inside her as I can produce. By the time I have finished painting her pussy a second time, I am covered in a head to toe layering of sweat. Holly too seems to covered in perspiration but in a gift of the goods, the effect just seems to make her even more radiant. Her skin now golden to match her fine pale-straw locks.

Rolling off Holly I try to catch my breath. No sooner has my back hit the seats then she is up and wrapping her hot mouth around my deflated cock. Holly has no intention of stopping the sex-train so soon after reaching the station. She has every intention of this being an overnight-transcontinental rail journey! Her warm mouth, talented lips and firm sucking has the blood returning in a few short minutes and ten minutes later her mouth is full of my resurrected cock.

Holly's lips, chin and most of her face are soon covered in her stringy saliva. My face too is about to be covered in something hot, wet and sticky as she throws a leg over my head. Mounting my face in a sixty-nine. I would normally be a bit squeamish to taste myself in a girl’s pussy but Holly has us in a carnal frenzy tonight. I dive my tongue back up into her pussy and soon she is riding my face and chin like a rodeo star.

Rodeo seems to be her calling as Holly quickly mounts me when she wants my cock all over again. Having cum twice, I am in no danger of popping off again quickly. Holly knows this too and uses this golden opportunity to get every single craving she’s had for dick out of her bisexual system. Holly switches between grinding against me, the base of my cock hard against her clit, and bouncing up and down on the full length of my shaft, my head only just inside her lips as she hops up and down like a rabbit on a pongo stick.

Holly's orgasms are multiple and continue long into the night. My own tally of climaxes mounts as we put in the hours. Each time I cum Holly wanting me to cum inside her, not giving me even the slightest chance to pull out. Eventually, though there is only so much energy and semen that two people can produce. We at long last fade into the most satisfying exhaustion. My room left a sordid mess, reeking of sex. My sheets splashed with as much cum as there still is inside Holly.

I fall into a deep sleep, barely able to hear an equally as exhausted Holly barely manage the strength to murmur to me, “don’t be a soft cock… one… more… time…”