Hard Rock Love: Passion...or commitment? closed thread

[Jupiter0]

She laid on top of him pressing herself as close as she could, grinding her hips in sync with his. Her C cup breasts pressed against his bare chest, her nipples hardening as his mouth moved to her neck. Tilting her head back she moaned softly as goosebumps slightly appeared on her skin. She loved it when her neck was kissed. Or bitten. Or anything just about. It was her weak spot.

One hand was in his hair, grasping a handful of blonde as a sign of begging.

 

[The_gladiator]

Eric smiled scraping his teeth along her throat teasing her. He could feel her growing excitement. His hands came up pressing her hips down on him.

“I want out of these pants.” He groaned as he could feel how constricting the shorts were becoming to him as his excitement grew. His tongue curled out around her ear, “Maybe you should take them off.”

 

[Jupiter0]

Jo smiled as she climbed off him. She turned her back towards him as she undid her jeans and bent over, giving him a kind of strip show, revealing a simple black lacy thong. Turning back to him she knelt in front of him and wrapped her fingers in the hem of his shorts and slowly pulled them down, revealing a bulge in his boxers.

 

[The_gladiator]

Eric’s eyes devoured her hungrily as she stripped off her underwear. His excitement only increased as her hands began to slide his shorts down, revealing the very obvious sight of his arousal.

His eyes met hers as he waited, letting her play, anticipating her next move He kicked the shorts all the way off and went back to watching her. His eyes fell to admire her breasts, which were perky with very hard nipples.

 

[Jupiter0]

Jo could feel his eyes eating her up. She had a great body, she made sure by working out regularly. She loved being looked over like this. Pulling off his boxers to reveal his raging hard-on. She knew that he desperately wanted one of her signature blow jobs, but she didn't feel like waiting to get off. She was wet enough that she didn't need foreplay and he was definitely hard enough to bypass it.

She looked him in the eyes as she climbed on top him to straddle his waist, now without a single layer of clothing between them. Her shaven pussy rubbed up against his rock hard cock, teasing him and waiting for him to thrust up into her.

 

[The_gladiator]

He was a little disappointed that she didn’t go down on him but he could handle it this way too. His hands moved to her hips lifting her up to position himself at the right angle.

With one swift stroke he buried himself in her soaking wet heat. He groaned softly feeling her slide his entire length. “Oh fuck.” He growled.

 

[Jupiter0]

"Unh..." She moaned as he entered her fully. Her head rolled back as she let that amazing feeling of cock inside her. Eric wasn't the biggest or thickest she ever had, but when it really came down to it, it was all about how one used it. Every guy used it differently.

"God that feels fucking amazing." She breathed into his ear as she started moving her hips up and down, slowly riding him.

 

[The_gladiator]

Eric groaned and thrust harder into her pussy, feeling the way it slipped and milked his shaft. He was taking her hard and fast, they both needed this release.

His lips pressed against her neck sucking softly almost to the point of marking her. His hands pressed her hips harder down onto his cock.

 

[Jupiter0]

"Oh fuck yeah." She moaned as he increased pace and just mindlessly fucked her. She felt her pussy tighten around his hard cock as she neared release. But she wasn't quite there yet.

She loved the feeling of his mouth on her neck. Part of her wanted him to mark her but some part of her didn't want to be marked BY him. Like he owned her or whatever. She couldn't think straight thanks to the booze and the sex.

One hand ran through his hair and kept him pressed to her neck, the other grasped at the back of the couch, keeping her steady through the motion that the truck was now making. People who walked by surely knew what was going on inside. Like she gave a fuck. It was always more fun that way.

"God, harder...I'm so close." She begged.

 

[The_gladiator]

Eric continued to buck up into her nearing his own release. “Dammit I’m gonna cum.” He groaned and his hands grabbed her hips grinding against him as he could feel his body release in jet after jet up inside her pussy.

Eric fell back still holding her to his chest as he tried to catch his breath.

 

[Jupiter0]

Feeling him come inside her set her over the edge. She screamed it's arrival as she dug her nails into his back. They weren't using protection, but she had been on the pill for years so she didn't worry. She loved feeling this physical connection.

Breathing heavily as she laid on top of him, she slowly came back down from the wonderful high. The alcohol making her head spin. She wanted nothing more than just to fall asleep right now. But she never did that. Never has she ever fallen asleep with a guy. That was a connection she was not willing to make right now. Especially not with Eric. He definitely wasn't that guy.

 

[Jupiter0]

Jo sighed and all of a sudden, a wash of strange emotions ran through her. The usual post-sex high filled most of her body, but a strange almost guilty feeling stabbed at her. Why would she feel guilty? She'd slept with Eric many times before. He knew, as well as the other few guys, that this wasn't anything serious. So it wasn't like she was cheating or anything.

But she couldn't stop wishing it was someone else she was laying on. Sam? Well any girl in their right mind wished it could be him. But he had only kissed her for a show. Sure there was passion in the kiss, but surely the act he played in the dressing room revealed his true feelings: That he didn't want her like that.

Jo sat up and started collecting her pieces of clothing. Her bra was closest and she slipped her arms through and did the clasps. Her thong was a little further and she had to get off the couch to reach it. Pulling the black lace up to rest on her hips she found her shirt next, followed by the difficulty of putting on skinny jeans in the bed of a truck.

"Well," She said, not knowing what to say next. Should she compliment him, or joke about something. She hadn't been with Eric in a long time, so she wasn't sure which would be appropriate.