Re-Location

Tracy feels my lips sweep the side of her cheek, as my chest presses against hers. My hand holds around her neck, touching lightly and firmly, feeling her hair graze the outside of my fingers. My head is tilted slightly, as we look into each other’s eyes: your green eyes are large, with excitement and suspense, and mine are steady, flashing blue. I lean in to kiss her and she opens her mouth to greet me. My tongue pushes against hers, and I push her against the wall, sliding my hands down her shoulders, down her arms, feeling the softness of her skin. I close her eyes, breathing in the sensation, and then open them again, wider, with a smile on her face. I smile back, pushing hard against the strings that hold her pink nightgown to her shoulders. The strings slip down to her elbows and stop, with her dress caught between us, my body presses too tightly against hers to let it fall to the floor. Her breasts are exposed to me, and I lower my hand to one and squeezing it needfully, pushing my lips back against hers. Tracy moans softly.

I move away from her and watch as her pink covering slips to the floor, leaving her fully naked before my eyes. Tracy walks towards me, her steps slow and precise, her eyes staying locked on mine. ” Raise your arms,” She says to me. I obey. Tracy lifts my shirt over my head, and she kisses me teasingly as she tosses it behind me. Her smile is gone, she looks completely focused on what she wants. Tracy slips to the floor, unzipping my pants, sliding them down my legs, and then returns to push down my briefs. I step out of both when she stands up to face me. I walk towards her, but she backs away slightly, not afraid, but reluctant. We stare at each other as we get closer to the wall. Tracy stops, her back pressed against wall, I push against her, my hands cupping the sides of her shoulders, our lips embraced in a kiss, my stomach pressing against hers. Tracy feels her legs lose their strength, and I help guide her to the floor. ” There’s a bed,” I say.

” I don’t care,” She says. I kiss her stomach, looking down at her legs, where they meet, at the short patch of hair marking the center of her pussy. I kiss slowly up her chest, moving my hands around her breasts, enjoying the sight of them so close to my face. It’s all that I need. I push her legs apart, which she holds with some resistances, and slide in-between them, slowly working my way up her body. I come to rest above her face, pressing my hand down underneath her, feeling the coarseness of her pubic hair against the smoothness of her folds. Tracy looks at me angrily, as if I’m torturing her. I grip my penis in my hand, position it at her opening, and then thrust inside of her. Tracy closes her eyes, tilts her head back, and lets a smile shape her lips. ” Yes,” She moans. Attached to her, I move my hands up her body, and squeeze her breasts, and then drop my left hand to the floor for stability. I start thrusting inside of her, in slow, short thrusts, as her pussy stretches to accommodate my girth. Her hips gyrate slowly with the rhythm of mine.