Secrets with Taylor

"We shouldn't be doing this," Taylor said as she stepped in closer. Her words were quiet and soft, much like her hand that she placed on my chest as she slowly looked into my eyes. I could see the confusion there, she knew this was wrong, as did I. But neither of us could deny the hidden desire that had lingered between us.

We were alone, back at hers. Somehow everyone had gone and before we knew it, here we were. Standing on her balcony. Close. Our lips hadn't touched... yet. Though they were close.

"We shouldn't," I whispered back, as my hands had other ideas. They pulled her body into mine and I kept them there on her waist.

Taylor didn't resist, she didn't step away. She just looked at me. Her eyes staring into mine with a mixture of confusion and temptation. I opened my month to continue speaking and thats when it started.

Taylor's lips were soft, eager and almost firm as she pressed them into mine. We started slowly. As if we both thought one of us would pull backwards. Pull away. Neither did.

I met her kiss with the same amount of desire. My hands pressed into her waist with a little more pressure, holding her there. Her hand still rested on my chest, her fingertips were now pressing into me slightly. Her other hand reached up and was placed on my cheek.

Our lips continued to meet and as our breaths became a little more sharper, our bodies pressed together a little tighter. It was only when we heard the few stragglers down on the ground that we realised, people were still around. Still stumbling home.

We pulled away slightly. Neither wanted to but we both knew that getting seen like this wouldn't do either of us any good.

"Shall we..." I said as our lips parted momentarily. I returned my gaze back to Taylor, who's eyes caught mine.

"Yes," she smirked softly, as we both took a quick glance out over the balcony.

Taylor's hand dropped and found mine and we instinctively linked fingers as she led me into her apartment. "This is so wrong," she whispered into me again, her voice was almost vulnerable as she held my gaze. Though the tiniest smirk that played on the corner of her mouth gave her away.

"It is," I smiled back "But it feels so right." I kissed her again. This time with a little more intent. Taylor didn't hold back. She matched my eagerness. Her hand had returned to the back of my head. Her other was guiding mine to her lower back before she returned it to my chest.

"It does," she breathed. "No one can know." She whispered that last part. She knew that whatever happened here would stay between us.

"They won't." I whispered back as she helped guide my t shirt off over my head.

Taylors fingertips were gently starting to claw at my body. Our breaths had become a lot sharper. Our lips barely left eachothers and my hands slid down to squeeze her arse.

She smirked, and with that her own fingers fumbled at the hem of my shorts.

I was stirring. I had been since the balcony. Taylor was hot. Blonde haired and blue eyed, with a naturally slim body she was wanted by many.

My breath cut short once her hand slipped inside my shorts. Taylor's fingers were firm as she rubbed her hand against me, squeezing and pressing my length. I was hardening, fast.

Her lips found mine again, slow this time as her hand continued to work me. "I've been waiting for this," she breathed as her lips were now pressing against my bare neck and her hand squeezed me a little harder, with a little me purpose. "I often think of you when I'm with him."

She meant her boyfriend, Adam. I knew him too, not mates but friendly. Actually a decent bloke, but not decent enough for me to not be here.

A smirk pulled at my lips as I watched Taylor's work along my neck, and her hand in my shorts. My cock was almost completely hard by now, my boxers fighting for control.

"As you should," I whispered back, still watching her as she lowered herself. Her kisses were keen, heavy almost as she worked her way across my chest. "But now you can have me for real."

That done it.

Taylor shot a glance up at me with a faint fire in her eyes, her eyebrow was raised slightly and she had a faint smirk at her red lips. She went to speak but resisted. Instead she lowered herself onto her knees. Her fingers were quick to pull at the hem of my shorts, pulling down with a quiet intent, and my cock sprang free, nearly slapping into her face.

I watched and throbbed as I saw her lick her lips. "Now its for real," Taylor said, as if to herself more than me. Her eyes remained on my length, hardening even more just millimetres away from her. Her eyes glowed in hunger.

And then she opened her mouth and closed it around my head. Her lips were soft, her mouth was warm and my cock pulsed. She kissed my head with a slow suction before tilting her head sideways and letting my head pop free.

Taylor slid her lips down one side of my penis, her movements were slow and deliberate. And fuck it felt good. I could hear her breathing in through her nose, as if smelling me as well as tasting me. She didn't seen to rush, as if she was savouring the moment.

"Mmhmmm," she laughed softly as she reached my base, glancing up at me quickly as she squeezed my cock with her hand, and let her mouth slip down and around my balls. She buried her face into them as she stroked my length. Fuck did that feel good too.

My balls tightened almost instantly as Taylor kept her nose and mouth nestled in and around my aching balls. Her hand pumped me slowly, her grip working up and down from my base. "Uhh don't stop." was all I could manage to say.

"I don't plan too," Taylor whispered back. Her face was beginning to shine with her saliva as she continued to suck and lick me, slurping her way around my tingling balls.

She didn't stop, didn't slow. Taylor continued to worship my balls, I could of easily exploded there and then, for her hand was stroking me in a way that made my cock throb uncontrollably.

"Careful," She teased, sensing my reactions to her touches. "Don't cum too soon," she whispered through a breath as her mouth left my balls twitching and covered in spit as she worked her way back up my length.

Kissing and slurping she went along me. Eyes closed, mouth open, my cock throbbing and her hand now squeezing my balls.

The feeling was sensational, fuck she knows how to work someone.

And she continued to do so.

Her tongue slipped out and licked the thin sliver of pre cum from under my head. Her tongue was slick and warm and my body jolted when she closed her mouth around me once more.

"Fuck..." I breathed, "Thats it."

Taylor was sucking me in a way I've rarely experienced. The suction from her mouth was perfect, her lips were slick enough to slide along my length but kept enough friction to me completely on edge. Her tongue pressed and widened against my shaft as she took me.

Her movements were perfectly balanced, from taking me deep to barely taking me at all.

Her eyes watered as she took me fully, holding herself against my base, her nose digging into my skin as she choked herself there for a moment before pulling her spit warmed lips right up to my head and just edging me into euphoria.

"I want you to fill my mouth," she finally whispered as her lapped the underside of my throbbing head. "But not yet."

And with that she stood. Her hand kept a slow spit covered rhythm stroking my cock as she whispered against my lips, "Because I want to feel you inside me..."

I could of came there and then.

Taylor kept her hand on my cock as she guided me to her bedroom.

She turned into me and pushed me backwards onto her bed. My cock was still so hard and glistening. And I could not take my eyes off of her as she removed her clothes. I had the breifest of moments to gaze over her slim body. Her plucky little tits, her faintly toned stomach and the thin strip above her otherwise smooth pussy.

Taylor climbed on top of me and our lips crashed together with intensity. "I've wanted this for so long..." she breathed against my lips. Her hand had found me again, stroking me... squeezing me... guiding me.

She was doing to herself what I'd normally do to girls. Rubbing my deeply sensitive head against her soft, tender and wettening clit.

"Me too," I mumbled out. My whole body was already tingling from moments ago, when my cock was being worshipped by Taylor's mouth. Now it was tingling because she was finally lowering herself down onto me.

My bellend twitched uncontrollably as I felt her pussy clenched and loosen around me. "Uhhh," she left out through her breath as she continued to lower herself. Determined to take me, all of me in her first go.

And she did.

Fuck me, she was tight as my cock ground against her inner walls and the shudder of pleasure that came from her body pulsed into mine.

Taylor smirked and bit my ear. "That was unreal..." she whispered as she took control, her hips shifted back and forth, up and down. "I love it deep." She said as her pussy was starting to ease around me. Her juices lubing my length so she could ride me.

And ride she did.

Taylor's movements were insane. The way her body ground back and forth atop of mine was intoxicating. Watching her stomach tense and rock as she rode. How her pussy held my cock deep inside her. How her nails dug into my chest just enough to keep me on edge.

Her pace was a mixture of fast grinds and slow twitches. And her groans were loud when I pressed my thumb against her clit and squeezed at her plucky little breasts.

Still she rode as she pulled my hand towards her mouth. Sucked at my finger before biting it. A little harder than I liked but even the way she sucked it again was hot.

Having someone else's girlfriend ride you. Grind you. Claim you is better than anything. Especially when she makes your hand clamp around her throat.

Taylor's body rode me with a hunger I've rarely seen before. And when I squeezed at her throat a little more she groaned. Gutturally loud.

As did I. For I hadn't noticed but her hand had fell behind her as she rode. And she squeezed my balls with grip that should of made them explode. "FUCK!" I screamed.

Taylor laughed. "That got you attention..." she breathed. Her body had slowed, her breath had become heavy, as did mine.

"It sure did!" I smirked back eventually as I tried to catch my breath. But she had other ideas. "I want you to bend me over." She breathed. "Before I swallow you."

She eased her pace, though she still kept me deep within her. "Fuck your cock feels good in me!" She said loudly, her fingertips were now digging into my skin with even more force.

I leant up as best I could. Our lips met. Our bodies grinded as one. And I said, "I'll feel even better when I bend you over."

I felt her body tremble at that. As did my cock inside her. I nearly came. "Then what are you waiting for..." she breathed into my ear.

Somehow I managed to stand up. Keeping our bodies close. Keeping my cock in her. Until I threw her onto the bed.

Taylor didn't waste any time, she turned onto her hands and knees. And leaned into me the second I lined my cock up against her.

It shot inside her. Slick with our juices. Hitting her walls like moments ago. Only this time, I was in control.

"Fuck me hard." Taylor whispered. "Fuck me deep."

I did.

I took a handful of her blonde hair and pulled her head back as I ploughed into her. Her bed rocked and creaked as I picked up my pace. Taylor was moaning through an orgasm as my hand held her head up. Her mouth was wide open, groaning. Her little tits were bouncing, flapping around. And her pussy was sodden.

"UHHH." She let out deeply.

I could feel her wanting to drop her head. I didn't let her. I pulled a little more as I slammed into her. The slapping noises from my body crashing into hers were loud. Loud enough for her neighbours to hear.

I didn't care, neither did Taylor. I let go of her hair and watched it sink towards the pillow. I kept myself inside her as I climbed onto the bed. My body was now above her, my hands at her waist. My cock now even deeper.

"Ooohhh fuuuck me!" She screamed. I did. I was breathing fast. Sweating as well. Sliding in and out of her with so much force. Her arse cheeks were red. My hands left marks on her sides from my grip. I found my balance, and pushed a hand onto her head. Pushing her against the bed. "I want you cum!" She groaned.

"You're going to get it... NOW!" I groaned.

I pulled free, glancing quickly at her pussy clenching before Taylor spun round and took my cock in her mouth.

Her hand cupped my balls with a grip that made my body twitch. She worked my sleek head. Tasting herself on my swelling length.

"Uhh fuck... there you go..." I screamed as I released myself into Taylor's mouth. She didn't slow, didn't gag. Just sucked me through my own orgasm. She swallowed my load with an ease. And still she sucked and squeezed.

"Getting every last drop?" I whispered cheekily.

I saw the smirk at her lips as she continued to swallow and suck. "Mmhhmmmm," she vibrated that on purpose around my sensitive head before pulling free.

And with one last swallow she rose towards me. "Much better than I could ever imagine" Taylor whispered as we kissed. Her hand was stroking me, though this time incredibly delicately.