Night with the Daredevil

"I'd love to," you responded, "but what are we going to tell them?" you asked, gesturing with your head towards the living area.

"Let me handle that," she said, with a flash of that grin once again. Zoey grabbed your hand and led you back inside. "Hey guys, Aaron and I are just going to go into his room for a while to fuck each others' lights out, okay?" she announced with a confidence that you could never have.

Cara snorted, but very quickly recovered and said, "You two have fun!" indicating her familiarity with her friend. Mark on the other hand seemed a little more stunned, not saying anything but simply waving his hand goodnight.

"Nighty night!" Zoey said, leading you into your room and shutting the door after you.

As the door closed, darkness engulfed the room. You felt around the room for the light switch, both you and Zoey giggling incessantly. Finally, you found it, and the fumbling around stopped. There was silence as both you turned your heads to look at each other. Then, you simultaneously began laughing again.

As you calmed down, you stood facing each other. The seductive look returned in Zoey's eyes. You went to take off your shirt, but before you could even get anywhere, Zoey stepped forward, put her hands on your shoulders, and vaulted herself up. You caught her at her apex, and her head was above yours. She again like before pressed her lips down onto yours, breathing heavily into your face. One of her hands left your shoulder and went to pull her ponytail out. Once she got it out, she pulled away and shook her hair free. It cascaded around her face and you now couldn't understand how you regretted choosing Zoey, she was as beautiful as they get.

She proceeded to continue kissing you, and you backed up next to the bed. You sat down, and Zoey bent her legs back, now straddling your legs with hers. You laid back, and she followed, her back now arched with her round ass pointing up in the air. Her head moved downward to your neck, and she ripped open your shirt as her lips moved down further and further, kissing certain places all the way down your chest and abs. She eventually reached your shorts, now off the bed and leaning over.

Another flash of that grin appeared before she unhooked the belt, unbuttoned the pants, and pulled down your bottoms, shorts and underwear together, revealing your fully erect dick.

"Nice," she whispered, smiling, as her hand took hold, beginning to stroke your dick up and down. Without warning, she shifted forward and enveloped your entire cock in her mouth, continuing to stroke at the same time. You sat back once again, not looking and just enjoying the sensation as Zoey continued to blow you.

Eventually, she got up and stood facing you. Her fingers went to one shoulder, sliding under the dress and pulling it down her body. She did the same on the other side and began pulling the entire tight white dress down. You watched as the dress went further and further down, eventually reaching her breasts and realizing she had no bra on. Her tits stood bare, perky and bouncing as Zoey shimmied her hips back and forth in an effort to get the dress off. The real surprise now appeared, as you saw Zoey wasn't wearing panties either!

She let the dress drop around her feet, and stepped out of the ring of cloth it had created. With her heels still on, she climbed back on top of you and pushed you back until you were both fully on the bed. Zoey sat back, pressing your dick against her bare ass. She sat there for a second before leaning forward slightly and reaching down with her hand until it found your dick. She directed it into the right direction, got it situated, and paused for just a moment.

Then, it began. Down, up, down, up she went, riding you quickly with her arms resting on your chest. Both of your breathing quickened, and Zoey bent down and began to once again make out with you as she continued to ride. This was the sloppiest yet, tongues flying as she bounced, your mouths connecting and disconnecting repeatedly.

Zoey stopped before either of you came. "Eh, that's getting a little boring isn't it?"

"I suppose," you agreed, completely lying through your teeth. Zoey dismounted off to the side and you sat up.

Both of you kneeling, she moved forward, kissing you aggressively as her hand took control of you cock. She jerked you off as you made out until once again stopping. In front of you she turned, collapsing onto her hands and knees and turning her head to say, "Go at it, big boy."

You've never seen a more beautiful sight. You inch forward and take her round, tight ass in your hands. Squeezing slightly, you position your legs in-between hers, which are spread out with her wooden heels still on. You aim your cock for her pussy, rub the head of your dick in a circular motion, and then thrust in. You're now the one driving, and you can tell the difference. As you work up a bit of a sweat, you can hear Zoey panting louder than she was before. She's enjoying this much more now. That drives you more, and you quicken the pace.

"Feel free to spank back there," she calls out between shuddering breaths. You wheel your hand back and slap her cheek, getting a yelp from out in front. As you continue to squeeze and slap, you notice Zoey's breathing has somewhat slowed. You want her to cum first and have to think quick. You reach your hand forward and grab a fistful of hair and pull back.

"Ahh!" she yells. "Now we're talking." You press her body down against the bed and gain some extra leverage, pressing down further with each thrust and penetrating deeper as you keep a hand around her hair. You can tell she's close now, and you decide this is the home stretch. Faster and faster you pump as you pull her hair back further.

Suddenly, her whole body shudders and you know she came, but you haven't yet. You keep pumping, knowing this is going to put her in complete bliss. Finally you feel your orgasm mounting, and you make one final thrust into Zoey's completely soaked pussy, making it overflow with juices as you collapse on top of her.

You roll over and look her in the eyes. She smiles and gives you one last kiss, this one more passionate than any other, before the both of you pass out in the mess of sheets and covers.