Storm in Room 204

I opened the door, and Anna was standing on the threshold—her wet blouse clinging to her tits, her nipples poking through the fabric. Her eyes slid down my body, lingering on my crotch.

"Max, let me in, I'm soaked..." she breathed, clutching her key card.

I stepped back, feeling my cock thicken with weight. She moved inside, leaving wet footprints behind. When Anna came out of the shower wearing nothing but a towel around her hips, droplets ran down between her breasts. She caught my stare.

"Don't look at me like that," she whispered, but didn't cover herself.

"You came to my room naked in the rain," I said, stepping toward her, feeling the heat off her skin. "What did you expect?"

She bit her lip, and the towel dropped to the floor. I pulled her in by the hips, crushed my mouth against hers, gripping her firm ass. Anna moaned, pressing her belly against my hard-on.

"Oh... you're already rock hard..."

"And you're already wet. And not just from the shower."

She reached for my shirt herself, fumbling with the buttons. I helped, tossing the fabric onto the chair. Her fingers made quick work of my belt, yanking my pants down. When she wrapped her hot palm around my standing cock, I growled.

"God, it's so thick..." she whispered, looking down. "Can I suck it?"

She didn't wait for an answer. Anna dropped to her knees right on the carpet. Her lips closed around the head, her tongue swirling. She kept her eyes on mine as she took me deeper, gagging slightly but never stopping. Saliva ran down her chin. The thunder outside drowned out the wet, sloppy sounds she made.

"Mmm... tastes so good," she breathed, pulling off for a second. "I want you to fuck me, Max. Right now."

I hauled her up and tossed her onto the bed. The mattress groaned. Anna spread her legs, showing me her smooth, already glistening pussy.

"Look how wet I am... Because of you. Come on, don't make me wait."

I slammed into her with one hard thrust. She arched her back, digging her nails into my shoulders.

"Aaaah! Yes... deeper!" she cried as I started to move. The bed banged against the wall in rhythm. Her tits bounced, her wet hair splayed across the pillow.

"You're so tight... and so hot," I growled, pounding her harder and faster. "Tell me you want to come on my cock."

"I want it!" she moaned, wrapping her legs around me. "Come inside me, please... I'm on the pill. Fill me up, prince..."

She nearly screamed the last word as the orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy clenched, her body shuddering. I couldn't hold back—I drove in to the hilt and started coming. Hot streams flooded her, spilling out, staining the sheets.

We lay there, breathing hard. The storm was fading. Anna traced a finger across my chest and smiled slyly.

"You know... my roommate's probably still passed out drunk. Can I stay till morning?"

I kissed her damp temple.

"Stay. The office party's not over yet."

She laughed softly and pressed closer, her hand already sliding down my stomach.

"Then let's go for round two... before the rain stops."