The Lounge

“The lounge seems like a good place to me” Tom suggests, looking towards Karen for confirmation. She nods her agreement to him. Before any more can be said, you feel Andy tug at your hand, clearly eager to get you in the bedroom. You aren’t going to argue, wanting it as much as he obviously does, and you allow yourself to be pulled towards the door.

As Andy opens the door and heads inside, you turn towards the other couple, grinning to them even as they head towards the lounge door, and their own private seclusion. Your last view of them before you are pulled through the open door is of Tom’s hand on Karen’s ass, guiding her through the other door.

You turn your attention back towards Andy as he pushes the door closed behind you, looking up at his face as he closes the space between you.

“God I am so hard” he whispers to you, “I’ve wanted to fuck you since you walked in tonight.” His words are not one of seduction, just pure lust, but it matches your mood perfectly. He presses his body against yours and you are pushed back against the door, and it is only moments before you feel the hardness he announced to you being pressed against your body as he leans into you and forces his lips onto yours.

His tongue slips inside your mouth instantly, the tip flicking over your own, his lips sliding against yours. You slide your arms around his back, clinging tight, pulling him even firmer into you, and he immediately responds by grinding himself harder against you, letting you feel the shape of his cock inside his jeans.

His own hands begin to explore your own body, briefly running over your own face, but his needs are clearly lower down as his hands head that way, gliding over your shoulders and arms, and very quickly onto your hips.

Within seconds his hands are lower, easing between you and the door, grabbing at your ass, squeezing your cheeks and pulling you against him, his cock feeling even larger as he presses it back against you. And then those hands move again, down the few inches to the hem of your skirt and he is pulling it up to uncover your ass, letting his hands back onto it, this time directly onto smooth flesh.

Breaking the kiss at last he looks into your eyes, a look of pure desire in his own. A small adjustment of his hands behind you brings a gasp from your mouth as his fingers slide down the line of your thong, until they run firmly over your wet lips of your pussy. As he feels the moisture already there he smiles at you, knowing he could take you at any time he liked.