After parking the car, he went around to help her get out and -- just as when he’d brought her to his senior prom a year ago -- he pulled her into his arms and kissed her. That had been their first kiss. This time, they both were anticipating the gratification they knew would come later and after enjoying a long kiss, with their bodies pressed together, they broke apart and smiled. For Missy, the next few hours would all be foreplay and her eyes were filled with gold sparkles, showing Mike how aroused she was. Then, she stepped back for a moment and carefully checked their surroundings.
She took several deep breaths, drawing air across her tongue and the roof of her mouth as well as into her nose. With her enhanced senses, she was able to register all the scents and sort through them, categorizing them. This wasn’t even a conscious effort, but something she merely would do now, quickly sensing if anything might be wrong. Her subconscious and her instincts would alert her if there was any danger or anything else she should be concerned about.
After Marco’s attempt to attack them and with Carlos somewhere out there, Missy was being careful. Fortunately, everything tonight seemed normal and safe and she stepped forward, letting Mike take her arm. He had noticed her scenting and raised his eyebrows, glancing at her. Everything is good. Let’s go in. Reassured by her words, he led her up to the hotel entrance and they went in. People stopped to stare at them, which they both enjoyed. This was indeed a special night.
Once they found the ballroom and worked their way to their table, stopping at several tables on the way to exchange greetings with Missy’s classmates, things got very busy and the time began passing quickly by. It seemed everyone wanted to say things to Missy and guys kept coming up and insisting on her giving them one dance. Mike still managed dancing with her more than half the time and everyone knew they were a couple, but Missy had been very popular and had a lot of friends. Tonight, she was in her glory and Mike was very happy for her.
Missy glowed, enjoying how everyone kept coming up, complementing her and just wanting her attention. She was happy to be there, showing off her big handsome boyfriend, and yet also giving back to all her friends. She had a knack for knowing the right thing to say and, since she truly had always taken an interest in the lives of those around her, she found it easy to focus on each person in a meaningful way. Her words of encouragement and support were obviously appreciated. Missy had touched a lot of lives in the three years since she’d returned from the mountains.
With her enhanced hearing, of course, she couldn’t help but overhear the many comments being made about her, even by groups sitting several tables away. There was a group of guys who had been admiring her all year, watching her work out at the gym and going over to her martial arts club to watch when she’d be sparring with the guys there. Usually, she wore her karate gi but, recently, she’d been checking herself out at the gym and been only wearing shorts and her sports bra. All the effort to bulk up her body had been paying off and she’d wanted to see if she needed to pay more attention to certain areas. Hearing the comments from these guys was now making her smile.
“Can you believe how big Missy is now? I don’t know how she does it …” “What do you mean? You’ve watched her workout, right? Talk about extreme. She goes for forty minutes, non-stop, never resting, and mostly free weights.” “She runs five miles every day too, first thing in the morning.” “She was bench pressing close to two hundred pounds …” “What about those squats she was doing the other day? She was only wearing skimpy shorts and those thighs of hers …” “Forget the legs, guys, I can’t stop studying her perfect ass …” “Yeah, that too … but, her boobs are just about the most perfect set of tits I’ve ever seen …” “That Mike is such a lucky guy!” “Yeah, she hasn’t looked at anyone else for more than a year. They’re definitely doing each other now, you can tell by how they look at each other.” “What I wouldn’t give to be doing her …” “Hey, she’d kick your ass for just thinking like that. Have you seen her spar with those big apes at that club she goes to? She’s still the only girl there. Kicks ass big time every week.”
On and on the comments went. Missy knew how she affected all these guys since she was always hearing talk like that, every day in school. There were a few girls who were somewhat jealous but even they couldn’t help but admire how Missy handled herself. She had never lorded things over anyone or put anyone down. Instead, she’d always been very sensitive to the feelings of others. She was the first one to stand up to any bully; that was always to protect someone else, since no one dared try any intimidation against her. She was fearless and had earned the trust and respect of everyone around her.
She had helped others so often, usually without looking to take any credit for herself, that her reputation for that had actually become legend. So, all the good wishes she was hearing tonight, as she kept saying her goodbyes, were truly sincere. She was well liked and her friends were going to truly miss her. High school graduation was an end of an era for them all, of course, and a new beginning. It was just that everyone would be going off in different directions and that made for a bittersweet evening, especially as the prom was finally ending. Then, they called for the last dance.
Mike swept Missy into his arms as the music started for that, the final dance of the night. He could feel how happy Missy was, her emotions spilling out and filling him up. As he pulled her close, she seemed to completely let go of everything around them and give herself now to just being there with him. Her body pressed against his and her movements became fluid, following his lead. Her energy began to seep into him and he was, once again, sensing how aroused she was getting, just dancing with him. When Missy relaxed her controls like that, it was overwhelming. His response was immediate and he definitely was experiencing a familiar aching in his balls as his hard erection once again reared itself. Missy shamelessly pressed her pelvis against him, hugging him even closer, and it was intoxicating.
Missy indeed had relaxed her controls and was now allowing all her senses to experience Mike and how wonderful it was to be in his arms, dancing like this. She’d talked to everyone she’d wanted to see, satisfied her need to wish them well and say goodbye, and was now opening herself to this moment, tuning out everything else and focusing on giving herself to Mike. Wherever he led, she followed. She knew she was turning him on and that filled her with joy. Her body flowed to his, moved with his, wanted to be united with his. Gliding across the dance floor with him as the music played out the last song, an ending not just for the prom but for all the years that had gone before and had led up to this moment, Missy felt a sense of completion.
Somewhat later, after they’d gone up to their room, they eagerly began undressing. Mike had already brought up their suitcases when he’d checked in earlier that day, just before going over to her house to pick her up. They were not feeling at all tired and enjoyed taking their time now. No need for frantic fumbling. The hours of foreplay had them both burning with desire, desire which they knew they could now gratify. Mike helped Missy climb out of her dress which he then hung up in the closet. As he stepped out of his pants, he had to comment on what a sight she was, standing there in her black bra and wearing that incredibly tiny triangle of black silk that supposedly was her panties; it didn’t quite cover her curly red pubic hair.
“Thong panties, huh? Don’t those bother you, Missy? Of course, you’ve no idea how bothered I am, seeing you wearing those. Wow! What a vision!” Mike laughed.
“Heather insisted on them. So my ass wouldn’t be marred by any panty lines or whatever. I almost wish I’d simply gone naked under the dress. I pretty much felt naked all night and the way the guys were staring, I don’t think they needed to use their imaginations much.” Giggling, Missy added, “Of course, you make me get so wet, it’s probably a good thing I had this on. Otherwise, someone might have been slipping on the dance floor … you know … from the huge puddle I’d have made.”
Mike was now down to just his underwear and stripped off his tee shirt,
exposing his huge chest. Flexing his pectoral muscles, he came over and said, “Well, really, now … inquiring minds are all wanting to know, Missy. How wet are you?” He reached over and unhooked her bra, which he tossed across the room. Right away, her nipples perked up and she giggled.
She stepped back and hooked her fingers under the thin waistband and began to slowly peel her panties down, wriggling her hips back and forth. Stepping out of them, she presented them to Mike and pushed her words into his head. You tell me, Mike. How wet am I?
Mike groaned and couldn’t help but inhale the musky scent of her very wet panties. To end any further teasing she might want to attempt, he picked her up and tossed her onto the bed and then crawled up on top of her. As she reached for him, he pressed his body down on top of hers and began kissing her, slowly and deliberately, with his tongue spearing into her mouth to take control and show her how he felt. She responded by thrusting her tongue against his until she finally managed to push her way into his mouth. She kept making mumbling sounds and he realized she really was a very vocal person, always managing to make various noises whenever they made love.
Mike began to slide down her body, planting wet kisses all along her neck and the top of her chest. Pushing down further, he carried his weight on his elbows and began circling first one nipple and then the other with his tongue. Missy wriggled her body under his and her obvious pleasure was a sure incentive for him to continue. He began tweaking her left nipple, already erect and proudly poking up from her pink areole, which also had several little bumps. He began to lick those little bumps as well and then began sucking on her nipple, all to the lovely sounds of her gasps and groans.
Missy was feeling herself become completely and thoroughly excited, blood racing through all her veins and making her pulse hammer as her heart rate increased. Mike’s tongue on her nipple was sending sensations to her body that reached out everywhere, as nerve endings began to sing and she felt her energy thrumming. She began quickly climbing from one plateau of pleasure to the next, pausing for only moments to enjoy how that felt before continuing onward and upward. Her skin was alive and she began rubbing herself against Mike’s skin wherever possible, seeking more contact with him; her hands began massaging his shoulders and back. As she reached higher to his neck, he shifted his position and switched over from her left nipple to her right nipple, nibbling on it with his lips.
Missy’s body shivered underneath him and he then felt her spasm a couple of times, so he didn’t actually need her words to tell him how much she enjoyed what he was doing. Oh, that feels so good. Ummm. More, more. There! Again, ohhhhh! Her words were expressing her feelings anyway, encouraging him and guiding him. He was able to find places to caress and spots to touch with his hands all while his mouth and tongue continued driving her to greater and greater heights. Neither one of them were experienced lovers but they had been learning and experimenting on one another and had tried several interesting positions.
Mike knew Missy was pretty open with her friend Alice and he’d kidded her about that several times. He also had done some research, reading all about how to please a woman. He wanted to please Missy, of course, and what he was now finding was that he could learn more from her responses, reading her body language, then all the things he’d read or heard about. Missy was showing him exactly what she liked and how she liked it and he only needed to follow along, taking direction from her. He began to slide down much lower, moving first one hand and then the other, reaching under her legs to cup her buttocks as she willingly spread her thighs far apart.
As she felt Mike slide down and grab her ass, holding each of her butt cheeks in the palm of his large hands, she indeed spread her legs and brought her heels up behind his head. This feeling of being so completely exposed was absolutely wonderful and delicious quivers of anticipation began working their way through her body, bringing her to an edge where every sensation was now one of both pleasure and pain. The pain was the terrible longing for even more sensations. There was now a need building inside her that demanded more. More and more of what her Mike was now doing and just the fact that he was doing these things to her was driving her wild.
Mike began kissing his way all down her abdomen, until his chin was rubbing her pubic hair. Her tummy was making these little involuntary movements, and she sucked in breath after breath, gasping and making some whimpering sounds he’d never heard her make before. He then focused on her inner thighs, first the left and then the right. Using his lips and his tongue, he kept touching and teasing her, getting such a wonderful reaction he almost didn’t notice that she’d finally stopped saying things in his mind. Missy was now way beyond any words and unable to think coherent thoughts.
Now he began to lick his tongue all along the folds of her sex, up and down, this area so sensitive and so anxious for even more attention. Her hands grabbed his hair and he could feel how she was wriggling her fanny, squirming where he held her with his hands. He saw the way her clit was hiding just under its little hood, but poking up and begging for his touch. He blew some air across her flesh and she actually jumped. His tongue darted out to stroke along one side of her clit and then he began to lick at it directly, not stopping but now following and chasing after it as her body began violently bucking. She screamed her pleasure and that only made him get more forceful. He kept moving it side to side, back and forth, which seemed to really drive her crazy.
He knew she could endure this for a long time, with her enhanced senses and abilities, and he continued to apply more and more pressure with his mouth and tongue, constantly pushing and prodding. His hands pulled her ass up in the air and he began to suck on her engorged clit as her orgasm exploded, the intensity increasing and her movements becoming more and more violent. Mike backed off from her clit to begin lapping all along her slick folds, which opened up to his tongue as her lubrication flowed out, covering his chin and lower face. He pushed his tongue inside her and could feel the way she was pulsing, clenching and releasing. He moved back up to her clit, now also pulsing and he began to lick as hard as he could.
Missy had been shuddering for so long -- jerking and twitching as wave after wave of such intense sensations wracked her body, forcing her to spasm and convulse, at times providing a wondrous release only to then drive her higher yet, seeking an even greater release -- that when at last her final release happened and her body allowed her to gradually subside, spent and satiated beyond anything she’d ever dreamed possible, she truly wasn’t sure she could recover. She squeezed her thighs together clamping them on Mike’s head and forcing him to stop. Then, those delicious aftershocks began and she just knew she’d died and gone to heaven. Her tears were flowing and the sounds she made were incoherent. She was completely drained and unable to move a muscle.
Mike knew how thoroughly satisfied Missy was since her energy had been really flowing into him all this time, driving him on during the height of her passion and now, it was quickly ebbing away as that lassitude that always overwhelmed her was making her limp and boneless. Once she managed to achieve her incredible release of all her sexual energy, she always disintegrated. But, this time, it was beyond epic. Never had he seen her climb so high, cry out for so long, and collapse so completely.
Her final throes had almost made him come, just from how excited it made him get. Now, he pulled his head out from between her thighs and sat up. Slowly, he stood up and then peeled off his underwear. There was a huge wet spot on the front of his shorts from all his precum. He tossed the shorts away and climbed back onto the bed, pulling Missy into his arms and holding her close. Mike, that was amazing. Beyond belief and out of this world. Now, it’s your turn. Please.
He wasn’t sure he was actually getting her words. She still seemed completely out of it and he was thinking it was much too soon for her to have recovered. Then, she began to move within his embrace. She clambered up, pushing him onto his back and she looked down at him. I know I’m beyond satisfied but, if you can do it with a limp bo
dy, I’m all yours. Just use my limp body anyway you want, Mike. I love you so much that I just can’t even talk about it.
Missy then wriggled down and positioned herself where she could slide up and down, rubbing all along his now throbbing erection, coating him with her slick and slippery fluids. Before he could react, she’d slipped the head of his male member into her wet opening and then she slid herself down further so he was fully penetrating her, all the way in.
When he felt her pubic hair mashing his pubic hair, her pubic bone pressing against his pubic bone, he indeed was in heaven. She didn’t move, probably couldn’t move, but she didn’t have to. Her limp body was still providing him with such a wonderful sheath for his hard member, wet and warm and tight around him, that no movement was necessary. This really felt great! Slowly, he began to move.
Missy was slowly recovering, now at least able to think, and she really enjoyed being able to just give herself to Mike. Her body was still beyond feeling any sensations but having him inside her was wonderful, nonetheless. She had no energy and was laying there, dead weight, but maybe that was okay. This time. She thought it might be enough and, as Mike’s strokes and thrusts began to increase, she was more and more convinced of that. Soon, his powerful body was pounding and hammering into hers and she simply clung to him, riding along.
They were joined together and Missy was feeling a true sense of fulfillment. Each time was different and each time, their bond grew stronger yet. This time, just as she finally began to feel some sensations once again, Mike’s orgasm swept her up in his explosion of passion. She felt him ejaculating, his seed pulsing inside of her and her contentment was complete. She was able to share his emotions and she could actually experience his pleasure. She allowed herself to lay on him, letting every muscle in her body relax once more, and before he slipped out of her, after gradually growing soft inside her body -- she was asleep. She never noticed when he eventually pulled back the covers and then tucked her underneath, folding her completely within his warm -- and very satisfied -- embrace.
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