Worlds Apart (Open)

To put it simply the second kiss simply blew her away. She litereally felt like she was caught in a whirlwind of emotion as his lips parted hers and she felt his tongue slide between them to explore the warm depths of her mouth. A small moan escaped her as she returned the favor with her own tongue, the two twining and exploring as she felt him pull her close, her upper body molding to his.

When the kiss stopped, she was left with her lips parted, small, panting breaths coming from her. She closed her eyes as she felt his lips on her neck. Reality wanted to intrude but she wouldn't let it. At that point she didn't care what happened tomorrow, or in the next hour or next day, the only thing she cared about was that she was here, right now, in his arms and his lips were threatening to make her melt into a puddle more surly than the broken air conditioner had.

Pressing her head next to his, moving her head back and forth, her cheek rubbing against him as his lips traveled over her slim neck. Pressing her mouth close to him, she kissed his ear and then his cheek, her hands running up and down his back, small sighs coming from her as she returned his affection with her own.
 
Richard felt Ophelia respond to his kisses. He continued his oral assault on her neck, even as his hand moved forward to feel her ripe full breast. Feeling her lips on his ear, Richard let loose with his own sigh.

He found this woman interesting and enchanting, and also quite the hot little number. For a second he paused, as he wondered if he should really continue this, but then he felt her lisp on his neck, and that thought went out of his mind. He wanted her too badly to not get her.
 
Ophelia felt his hand upon her breast and instantly her nipples pushed against the drying material of her shirt. She murmured a small protest even as her body arched, pushing her breast harder against his hand.

She was torn between calling a halt to this and the need she had for it to continue. With a sigh she gave up the protest and melted against him, using a hand to push the shirt from his shoulder so she could kiss there as well, her tongue moving over his skin as she tasted him.
 
With Ophelia helping him, Richard got his shirt off and tossed aside. He eyes are filled with lust, and there would be no stopping, this he can sense. Regardless of how wrong it might be, he wanted to take this delicate flower, and take her to heaven and beyond.

His other hand moves to her front, he unbuttons another button on her shirt, and then asks her, "Do you mind?" He asks, wanting to undress her completely.
 
Ophelia looked into his eyes. She should say no. She should stop it here. She should...she should...she should....but she couldn't.

Burying her head in his neck, she shook her head and kissed it lightly. She couldn't stop now even if she wanted to. He had even given her a way out and she couldn't take it. There was something about him, something that made her want to be here, to make this moment last forever. Using his chest to push herself up, she gave him room to begin to undress her.
 
One button.

Then another button.

Then another button.

Soon, all of the buttons of her shirt were removed.

Richard expertly slides it off of her body. "You look lovely." He whispers, as he lets his tongue lick the top of her breast, right above her bra.
 
She shivered at both the compliment and the feel of his tongue against her skin. Her hands grip his shoulders and a moan escapes her. She drags her fingernails along his skin, lightly, teasingly and kisses the top of his head, urging him to continue.
 
Richard reaches behind her back, and unhooks her bra, allowing her breasts exposure to the cool air. Seeing how nice her nipples lock, Richard leans down and takes one in his mouth. He gently suckles on it, letting his tongue work across the nipple.

Then he pulls her to him, kissing her on the lips once again. Her breasts pressed against his chest.
 
Ophelia shivered as the air struck her nipples. Instinctively they hardened and elongated and, when he took one in his mouth, she felt and ache and longing even as she moaned her pleasure to him.

He only stayed at her breast for a moment and then he was kissing her again, crushing her to him, his body warming hers as she returned his kiss with passion, her hands running over his shoulder and through his hair as she abandoned herself to all of the feelings he was bringing out in her, not caring anymore if it were proper or not.
 
Richard pulls Ophelia to him. Soon she found herself straddling him, as he continues to kiss her lips. His hands habe moved to her very fine ass, rubbing it, as well as the small of her back. Beneath her she can feel how quite large Richard is, as his manhood presses against her crotch.

Breaking their latest kiss, Richard looks into Ophelia's eyes. "I want you so bad. I'm going to strip you down, and give you one of the hardest poundings ever." Then he playfully spanks her bottom, another promise of things to come.
 
Ophelia can feel his manhood growing and grinding into her and she can feel her own response to it as her panties begin to get wet. His hands on her ass, making her grind into him more sends thrills up her spine increasing as his fingers run across her lower back.

She looks at him in surprise when he tells her what he intends to do, her eyes wide and wondering , jumping a bit as his hand smacks her ass playfully. But she is lost now as his trobbing memeber still clothed in his pants sets off a chain reaction within her hot pussy. She could not stop if she wanted to. In fact his words seem to hit a cord within her and she can feel the anticipation rising as he begins to undo her jeans, his fingers brushing across her stomach and causing it to contract.

Her breath is short as she looks down and watches what he is doing, reaching out to stroke his hardness beneath his own pants and feeling it jump with her touch.
 
Richard wanted her. He wanted her badly. He moaned just a bit as she touched his hard cock. He gets her jeans unbuttoned, and then stands her up, so that he can lower the jeans to the floor. He sees her panties, and can all ready tell the slight wet spot. But he decides to make sure, and brings his hand to the front of her panties.

ever so lightly touching them, and then applying a bit more pressure.

Richard then stands as well, as he lets his own pants drop to the ground, followed by his own underwear. Now he was completely naked, and his manhood could be fully seen. He looks into Ophelia's eyes. "See anything you like?"
 
Ophelia's breath is a sharp intake as his fingers probe her pussy through her panties. Her thighs open just a bit more as he examines the wetness there.

Then he is standing and soon naked in front of her. She swallows as she sees his manhood standing out in front of her, still, swollen and ready to find her own heat to nestle in.

Looking away and into his eyes, she blushes at his question wondering for the umpteenth time if she shold be doing this and wondering for that many times at least if she cares.

Nodding, she reaches out to stroke his hard cock lightly, with a smile on her face.

"Yes," She says in a small whisper,"Yes, I do. Are you about to provide me with that like you have so much today as well?"
 
Richard nods his head. "Yes I will, and then some." He takes a deep breath, as she feels his hard cock with her fingers. "but if I am going to provide for you, then I should make sure you are quite ready."

He kneels before her, and rubs her panties once again. Then he takes his tongue and licks the front of her panties. He can taste her wetness, but he wants more. She had spread her legs a bit, now, he moved the panties aside, as his tongue licks her clit.
 
Her hands are on his shoulders, her fingers digging into the flesh as his tongue runs over, first her panties and then her bare pussy, grazing her clit.

"Ohhh," She said as the shock of hs tongue on her so intimately makes her knees feel weak. Leaning into him for support, she breathes hard as her clit sings with the contact. "More," She whispers to him, her panting audible,"Please, more."
 
Richard had no problem with giving her more. He reaches his tongue in deeper, getting the tips of her nether lips. He puts both of his hands behind her, on her ass, to offer her some more support.

Now he can smell her pussy, the smell just driving him to want her more and more. His tongue drives in deeper, as deep as he could get it. He was continually licking her pussy. Licking the clit, toying with it, teasing it with his gums and lips.
 
She clung to him, grateful for the support of his hands upon her ass, afraid she would fall if it was not there. Shaking, she could feel the effects of his lips and tongue on her pussy and clit. Gasping for breath she could feel her stomach knot and feel the heated juices begin to flow from her swollen lips, the wetness increasing as he teased her clit.

"Oh God," She whispered as she fought to stay on her feet,"Oh God, if you keep that up I am going to cum." Bowing her head she tried to regain control, to push off the passion that was making her body seem oh so warm even in the air conditioning but she found that it was impossible. His mouth was demanding this of her and she could not hold it back.
 
"Cum for me. Get yourself nice and wet." He whispers for a second, before he continues. He wanted her nice and wet, dripping with cum before he began to fuck her. He can all ready tell her panties are soaked, in fact he decides it is time they are removed. He grabs them, and lowers them completely, letting them drop to the floor.

Now her pussy is truly exposed, as Richard does one long lick.
 
She couldn't have stopped it if she had wanted to. As he continued to delve into her hot pussy, she could feel her muscles bunching, her back arching and her pussy spasm. For a moment he stops and takes off her panties and she writhes as the build up need is not met. Then she feels his tongue run along her slit, hitting her clit at the top and she can no longer hold back.

With a long 'ahhhhh' of release, the wave of passion breaks, her body freezes, her hands lock on his sholders and she begins to shake uncontrollably as juices pour from her body, her hot hole spasming again and again, her stomach echoing the wrenching of the orgasm that rips through her. "Oh, Goooddd." She moans as she fights to breath, her body beyond her control now.
 
He hears her cum, a sound liek an angel. Then he feels her body convulse. But he was quick enough as he grabbed her and held her tight, then slowly lowered her to the couch.

He kisses her lips, and she can taste the cum on his lips. Then she can feel it. The tip of his hard cock is at the the entrance of her pussy. One little oomph and he would be inside of her.

And yet he waits.

Richard can't believe what he is about to do. He only just met this girl yesterday, and today he was about to pounce her. He kisses her fully on the lips, and lets his tongue into her mouth once again.

And still he waits.

He can feel his hard cock so close to where it wants to be. He can actually feel a bit of her cum on the tip of his cock, it is so close.

Finally he slides it into her pussy. Ramming it ever so slowly until it fills her completely.
 
Ophelia returns his kisses, clinging to him, arms wrapped around his neck, her back arched in anticipation of feeling him inside of her. She whimpers a bit as he waits, poised at her entrance, his cock slick with her own cum as he explores her mouth with his tongue, letting her taste herself as he does.

Then he leans forward and thrusts, entering her completly. She moans into the kiss, her butt coming up off the couch as she adjusts to his length, feeling it rub against the velvet of her pussy as it goes deeper and deeper. Her breasts are pressed up against his chest, the nipples rubbing against it as he moves over her, stopping once he is inside.

Breaking off the kiss, she looks up at him, their gazes locking and she moves her hips, making him move inside of her.

"Please," She whispers to him, gyrating her hips once again, trying to convey her need to him.
 
Such a request, how could he deny her. Richard begins to slide it in and out of her hot and wet pussy. He could feel the walls of her pussy clinging to his hard cock, as he pulled it almost out, before thrusting it back into her.

He begins to pick up his pace, as he knew they would be doing this again, and not simply once. He looks into her eyes, as he pounds her pussy with increasing regular speed.
 
The slow pace he started out with was driving her insane. She could feel each thrust as her pussy, still sensitive from the orgasm she had had, squoze his cock within her. Clinging to him, she began to thrust her hips up to meet him the friction increasing as his temp did, the room becomind permeated with the smell of sex and the sounds of small groans of pleasure as well as the 'ugh, ugh, ugh' as her body was moved back and forth on the couch in time with his thrusts.

She could hear the wetness as their bodies slapped together, feel her nipples ache as they were rubbed against his chest. Burying her head in his neck she gave herself up to feeling of beng totally filled, totally taken by this man. In the background she could feel another orgasm building as her clit was rubbed back and forth with his thrusts. Her arms tightend about him and she moaned out,"Yes, oh yes...." her breath hot against his skin as she continued to thrust back at him wanting to feel again what she had just so recently experienced.
 
Richard sensed that Ophelia was getting close to her next orgasm. Such thoguhts only drove him to thrust into her deeper. He senses her body beginning to respond, knowing that she wants it faster, Richard stopped. Holding it completely inside her.

He then rocks his hips, just teasing her beyond belief. He then rocks his body, and for a second the two are falling. Then Richard hits the floor, Opelia stil impaled on his hard manhood. He reaches forward and squeezes her tits, "You seem to want to control the speed."
 
Ophelia almost cooed as Richard thrust into her deep, hard and fast. She could feel her next orgasm building with each thrust and she wanted so badly to cum with his cock buried in her.'

When he slowed down and held himself in her, teasing her with a slow grinding and keeping her orgasm at the edge without release she whimpered and ground herself up against him.

Then she gasped as she felt herself falling, wrapped in his arms and still locked with him. She gave a small 'omph' as she landed on top of him, the impact causing him to thrust upward suddenly and hit something deep inside her.

She sat there for a moment, readjusting to his length in this new position, her hands on his chest as he looked up at her expectantly. With a groan, she began to thrust her hips backwards then lean forward to draw him out and then thrust sharply backwards again.

The thrusting motion of her hips got faster and harder as her need began to build once again. Shivering with anticipation, she bent down to kiss him full on the lips, her breasts brushing against his chest as her hips pumped frantically away.
 
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