Forbidden Storm

Thunder cracked so sharp I jumped and instinctively pressed into him. Alex. That same Alex from the other homeroom I'd secretly wanted back in senior year. He's thirty-two now, broad shoulders, dark eyes, and he's looking at me like he's spent every one of those years just waiting for a chance to fuck me.

"Kat..." he breathed into my ear as the apartment lights flickered and died completely. "You're still just as hot as you were back then."

We were standing in the dark kitchen of the housewarming party while the other guests yelled and laughed in the living room, lit only by their phones. The storm outside roared, rain lashing against the glass. His palm was already on my lower back, fingers creeping lower, gripping my ass through the thin dress.

"Alex, someone might see us..." I whispered, but instead of pulling away, I pressed my hips into him myself. I could feel how hard he was. His thick, hot cock pressed against my stomach.

"Let them look," he growled, spinning me around to face away from him. "I want you. Right now. I want to fuck the girl who used to jerk off thinking about me in school."

His hand slid under my dress, roughly shoving my already-soaked panties aside. His fingers found my clit immediately and started rubbing fast, greedy circles. I bit my lip to keep from moaning too loud.

"Fuck... you're already dripping, Kat. You're that wet for me?"

"Yes..." I gasped, spreading my legs wider. "Touch me harder. I want to feel your fingers inside me."

He shoved two fingers into my pussy hard, all the way to the knuckles. I arched back, bracing my hands on the cold windowsill. Thunder drowned out my moans. Alex fucked me with his fingers fast and deep, his other hand groping my tits, pinching my nipples through the fabric.

"Take your panties off," he ordered. "I want to eat your cunt."

I pulled my panties down, letting them fall to the floor. Alex dropped to his knees right on the kitchen rug, hiked my dress up to my waist, and buried his face between my legs. His tongue swept the whole length of my pussy—from clit to entrance—then plunged inside. I grabbed his hair, pressing him harder.

"Oh, fuck... Alex... lick me... deeper... yeah, just like that, suck my clit... I'm gonna come..."

He groaned, digging his fingers into my ass, spreading me wider. His tongue worked furiously: long strokes along my lips, then quick thrusts inside, then he'd suck my swollen clit into his mouth and pull hard. I was shaking all over, my legs about to give out.

The storm outside raged in time with my orgasm. I came on his tongue, whimpering quietly, clamping my hand over my mouth. My juice ran down his chin.

But he didn't let me catch my breath. He stood, unzipped his pants. His thick cock sprang out—big, with a swollen head, already slick with precum.

"On your knees. Suck it."

I dropped down obediently. Took him in my mouth deep, straight to the back of my throat. Alex grabbed my hair and started fucking my mouth—hard, rhythmic, his balls slapping against my chin.

"That's it, you little slut... suck my cock... deeper... I've wanted to fuck your mouth for years..."

Saliva ran down my chin, I gagged, but I didn't stop. I loved feeling him use me. Loved this forbidden, filthy feeling.

He yanked his cock out.

"Get on all fours. I want to fuck your pussy."

I got up, leaning over the counter. Alex slammed into me with one powerful thrust. I moaned loud—he was so thick he stretched me to my limit. He started pounding hard and deep, his balls slapping against my wet pussy.

"Fuck me... harder... fuck me, Alex... I'm yours... fuck this pussy however you want..."

He grabbed my hair, arching my back. The pace turned savage. The kitchen filled with the sounds of skin slapping skin, my moans, and his growling.

"I want your ass," he suddenly breathed. "Can I?"

"Yes..." I gasped, trembling with arousal. "Just slow at first..."

He pulled his cock out, slick with my juices, and pressed it against my asshole. The head pushed in slowly. I bit my hand to keep from screaming—a mix of pain and wild pleasure. He entered inch by inch until he was buried completely in my ass.

"Fuck... so tight..." he groaned. "Your ass is perfect..."

He started moving. Gently at first, then faster and faster. I was already pushing back, impaling myself on his thick cock. He pulled my hair, slapped my ass, and all I could do was moan and beg for more.

"Come inside me... please... fill my ass with your cum..."

Alex roared, speeding up. I felt him pulsing inside me. Hot streams of cum shot deep into my ass. He came for a long time, hard, still fucking me until the last drop was spent.

We froze, breathing heavy. The storm outside began to fade. He pulled out slowly, and I felt his thick cum leaking out of my stretched hole, running down my thigh.

Alex turned me around, kissed me hungrily, deeply.

"That was... fucking incredible," he whispered. "I'm not done with you tonight."

I smiled, feeling myself getting wet again.

"Then let's go to the bathroom. We'll continue there. While everyone thinks we're just old friends..."