I rip my own shirt off and then Rose’s. For a few seconds, I feast my eyes on those fleshy tits. They bounce up and down a little as she’s wrestling with her skirt.

Her perky pink nipples jut out, daring me to suck on them. I lean forward and oblige. I kiss each of them before I return to the task of undressing.

Before I get out of my pants, I reach into the pocket and grab my condom. There’s a little bedside table near her bed, and I put it there.

Before I slip it on, I want to make the most of those hands of hers.

Of course, I know I’ll need to slip that bit of latex over my dick sooner rather than later―otherwise it will be one huge, massive disaster―but I’m not quite ready.

There’s something about those hands of Rose’s. They’re velvety, sensual, strong, and just amazing.

If I didn’t have this problem—no. I stop myself thinking about it. There’s no point anyway.

I feel Rose’s hands wrap around my cock and squeeze. Then she opens up and lets her fingers move up and down my shaft as if she’s practicing the scales on the piano.

It sends fireworks exploding in my balls and abdomen. My brain has long stopped working and has gone on extended leave.

If I was right now asked to do even the simplest of tasks, like add up two plus two, I couldn’t. I’m lucky to be remembering my own name right now.

I run my hands through her hair. It’s falling loosely over her shoulders, and I love the feel of it as it runs through my fingers.

We’re just inside the room Rose has pulled me into. I’m not sure about the last time she’s been home or if she visits her parents often, but from what I can see, this is Rose’s space.

The bed is covered with a bedspread of light purple with pink roses all over it. Large frilly matching cushions decorate the head of the bed.

The bedside table has a simple, small light on it. There are no teddy bears from what I can see, although I wouldn’t be surprised to see one.

I know girls love stuffed teddies. I never understood why.

I push Rose back against the door. My mouth presses onto hers, hard. I want to devour her.

She has this delicious scent about her; it’s not the overwhelming expensive perfume other women use. No. It’s sweet—but not too sweet—sensual, and intoxicating.

I wonder if she’s aware of its effect and uses it for that reason?

My tongue is in her mouth, practically trying to grab her tonsils, and my fingers are toying with her nipples.

I can feel her push her hips forward and into mine. Her pussy is searching for my magic wand.

But before I can enter her, I need to get my condom. All in good time, I think to myself and use my right hand to lift one of her legs and drape it over my hip. She gets the idea and hooks it behind my back.

Now her pussy is really exposed and open. My hand presses against it.

At the same time, my hips push into her so the length of my cock is against her skin. I feel her shiver with pleasure beneath me.

I leave my hand where it is and press into her.

She makes some fucking sexy sound, but it’s muffled with my mouth still over hers.

Time seems to slow down, and I want to make the most of this magic moment. I feel droplets of precum on the tip of my dick.

I push harder against her. I want to try and feel her skin for as long as I can before I hide my cock in the condom.

Briefly, I toy with trying to fuck her without a condom.

I mean, I’m so close. We’re here in the perfect position. Why not just see if I can glide in and find out what happens and just go for it?

But we haven’t settled our deal. We haven’t officially agreed to this baby bargain.

Since I don’t know how much longer I can do this, I take her other leg and also hook it around my back.

Now I carry her over to the bed. As I walk, I suck on those gorgeous tits of hers. They’re now just at the right height.

At first, Rose looks at me a little confused. But when my lips wrap around her nipples, she pushes her naked body hard into me.

I gently lower her onto the bed and grab my condom.

“Um…” Rose looks confused.

“Won’t take long,” I reassure her and open up the packet.

“Do you always…” she starts and stops. “I mean, do you always use one? And how about…”

Before she can finish the question—a question I don’t really want to answer right now—I’ve got my cock covered and turn toward her. Instead of responding, I spread her legs and bury my nose into her pussy.

I lift her legs as I do so. This way, her ass comes off the bed a little and my hands make a bid for both cheeks.

As my tongue darts in and out of her soaked pussy, I knead and squeeze her ass. Meanwhile, my cock’s throbbing and demanding a piece of the action.

I pull out of her and position myself so my dick is right at her opening.

“Please, Daniel,” she mumbles, and I don’t need further invitation. Slowly, I slide my cock into her.

She’s tight, as always, but accommodates my massive girth. I grab her hips and pull her toward me as I push deep inside her.

“Yessss,” she hisses, and I can already feel the walls of her pussy contract.

To make the most of this, I start off slow and steady. I pull out and then gently push back in.

Rose has other ideas. She tries to get me to speed up.

“Come on, Daniel,” she begs, “faster, harder.”

With her legs still draped over my shoulders, I lean forward and push deeper into her.

“Your wish is my command,” I whisper, and then I let loose. I start pistoning into her like a fucking V-8 engine.

She meets each of my thrusts with a little upward push of her own.

I watch her tits bounce from side to side.

I let go with one hand of her ass and reach for the delicacies. As soon as I pinch her right nipple, she lets out a high-pitched squeal.

Her pussy is grabbing my cock so hard I fear she might strangle it. It’s as if she’s trying to fucking milk me of all I’m worth.

With a flame flickering in my abdomen and spreading at phenomenal speed, I can feel myself building up to a huge orgasm. It won’t be long before I come.

Beneath me, Rose’s body is tensing and shaking. With each thrust, my cock’s expanding and stretching her pussy.

“I…not…long,” moans Rose, and I can feel her orgasm explode inside her. Her muscles contract, and then she comes—really fucking hard.

A few seconds later, I release outrageous amounts of cum, and I can feel the condom fill to almost overflowing. A combination of heat and molten lava spreads through me.

As wave after wave of pleasure invades each and every part of my body, I stay deep inside her and wait for the pulsing of my cock to subside.

When I finally collapse on top of her, my cock’s still in her. I stay like this for what seems like forever.

I rest my head on her chest, between her tits, and revel in the afterglow. Her fingers run through my hair. Beneath me, I can hear her wildly beating heart.

It feels satisfying to know how much pleasure I just brought to her.

“You didn’t answer my question,” she whispers as I pull out of her.

I roll onto my side next to her and let my finger trace little circles around her breast.

“Remind me what the question was,” I say playfully and smile. Of course, I really do know what the question is, but I don’t want to talk about it now.

I know I’ll have to discuss it with her sooner rather than later, but I’d rather it’d be later.

Rose smiles.

“I think you’re trying to distract me,” she replies, and I raise an eyebrow in innocent protest.

“Distract you from what?” My other hand is on her ass.

She has a fucking great ass—soft and fleshy. I can’t get enough of it. Just thinking about her ass has my cock stirring again.

Instead of a reply, Rose rolls onto her side, giving me better access to that most delicious body part of hers.

Fuck. Yes.

I waste no time.