Thread: Bound for Trouble {Darkest Nightmare & The Supple Nail}

After all the teasing, flirting, and being tormented by the sight of this girl in her short shorts, Everett was fucking horny. Every ounce of the pent-up desire that had been building all evening in his body poured into his greedy, hungry kiss. His mouth was open and and his tongue swirling out, delving deep into Kristin's mouth. She tasted so sweet, a mix of wine, rum, and lip gloss that only aroused him more. And when she responded hotly to his mouth, her arms wrapping around his neck and pulling him closer, Everett was almost stunned. She was a horny little slut, huh? Mhmm. Fuck, you are delicious, Everett murmured as they paused to catch their breath. Her taste was still on his lips and he felt flushed, blood pounding in his head and his cock stirring in his jeans. He was even more surprised when she mounted him, straddling his lap and forcing him to sit back against the couch with the weight of her body. Her mouth was on his again, needy and insistent, and Everett responded by reflex, his hands cupping her firm ass cheeks, half-bared in her tiny jean shorts. Gripping those twin, perfect globes, he groaned as her thighs pressed on his hardening cock as she shifted above him. He'd expected fun from her, but had no idea she was going to be so aggressive. What a score. Craack. One of Everett's hands slapped down hard on her ass. That firm globe was jiggling slightly when he gripped it again and he gave it a hard squeeze. It was hard to contain his excitement now, he wanted to touch her, feel her, and explore every inch of her body. Her breasts were pressed against his upper chest, tantalizingly close to his mouth as she kissed him from above. She was like an unexpected present that had turned up at his door, ready to be unwrapped and full of delights. You like that? Everett asked, grinning up at her after his unexpected blow. His hand rubbed her ass now soothingly as he stared at her face. He moved his hips under her, letting her feel his long, hard cock resting under her bare thigh. You have me turned on, baby. I'm so hot for you. Let's get you ready for my frisk, I'm going to have to check every inch of your body, very carefully, Everett said, eyes going down her body as she pulled her head away. The hands on her ass slid up and toyed with her flannel shirt. With a grin, he grabbed the bottom of it and pulling it up and over her head so she was in just her tank top, breasts straining against that thin fabric as she panted before him. His hands instantly went to those full, soft mounds and he kneaded them under his fingers, his touch rough and a bit possessive, but his thumbs found her nipples, those nubs hard enough to poke through her bra and shirt, and he brushed them with a delicate, teasing touch. Mhmm, damn, you are sexy. How about we have some fun for real? You ever been cuffed by a cop before? Everett asked the question with a naughty grin, his blue eyes twinkling. The thumbs on her nipples were joined by fingers and he rolled those buds back and forth, feeling them so clearly through the layers of fabric. Hard as fucking nails. He bucked his hips lightly, rubbing his cock against her though and giving a small moan. How about it? Let's make tonight wild.