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From Torg Adventure
You pull her into a tight clinch. You lean her up against the counter, kissing her hard, your tongue burrowing into her mouth, and hands roaming freely across the plains of her body. Her hands are under your shirt, caressing your back, lightly scratching occasionally. Your groin presses against hers, your cock eager to escape its cloth prison. One of your hands cups her full orb, while the other squeezes and taunts her ass.
She is pushing her crotch hard into yours, trying to rub your penis into her excited folds. She slips her legs a bit, and your leg parts her knees, pushing into her sex. Her intake of breath rattles through her teeth. She moves up and down on your thigh, her clit tingling and shouting into her nervous system. Your delving tongue is being chased by hers aggressively. You suck her tongue into your mouth to play. Marcia unbuttons and unzips her jeans in one motion. You push her waistband down past her butt. She completes the job with her deft leg motions, flinging the denim out of the way.
Breaking the lip-lock, you look down and see no panties, and suddenly flash back to ripping them off in her office. Her dexterous hands next attack your pants, again unbuttoning and unzipping them in a single move. She pushes them down. You wiggle and dance to get them to drop to your ankles. When they do, you step out of them. Your raging hard-on pokes out the opening of your boxers, already dripping with pre-cum. Marcia gently pulls on your cock, lining it up with her swollen lips. You surge forward with your hips, impaling her pussy with your steel tool. She shudders and gasps from the welcome intruder.
"Oh God, fuck me hard. Fuck my pussy hard and give me your cum," she pleads.
Who are you to argue with your teacher? You rock your hips back and forth, drilling your cock in and out of her molten, liquid chamber. She pushes her pelvis out to meet your thrusts. She reaches up and pulls you back into a deep, soulful kiss. Your hands caress and tease her luscious cantaloupes, squeezing them and finding them ripe.
Marcia lifts her legs up and wraps them around your midsection. A moan escapes her mouth and fills yours. Either your cock is hitting her G-spot or your pubic bone is hitting her clit, for she squeals every time you hit the bottom. Now on the in strokes, she pulls her legs into your waist, urging you to go faster. You pinch and twist her nipples. She breaks your kiss to shout at the ceiling. Her breath is coming in ragged gasps.
You feel her cunt muscles gripping and releasing your stiff flagpole. Her orgasm lasts awhile. You keep pumping through the spasms. You feel that familiar tingling in your balls. You bury yourself to the hilt and crush her body to yours, as you erupt inside her pussy, sending splatters of cum deep into her womb. While your cock is still spurting, the water in the noodle pot boils over, sizzling and spattering on the stove.
Through her heaving breaths, which make her boobs move in fantastic ways, Marcia says, "That was a good appetizer. I think dinner is ready now."
The two of you pull on your clothes and gather the food and utensils, taking dinner out to the table. Marcia pours more wine, and the two of you have a delicious dinner.
What happens after dinner?
