In college, I met Kelly through a mutual friend. She had latina and french blood in her, and wore her latina heritage well. She was shorter than me. Maybe 5' 3". Petite. She had long brunette hair, a permanent tan, big beautiful brown eyes, a devious smile, and a massive ass with hips that were magnets to my hands. She was a firecracker. She was the most vocal lay I've ever had, and i fucking loved it. This memory happened very early on in the relationship. It was maybe the third or fourth time i had met her family. But the first time we were at her parents house together.

Dinner was nice. Her mother made a wonderful spread of meatloaf if i recall correctly. Conversation went well. We sat next to each other, and played footsie under the table throughout the meal. She did slip a hand into my lap at one point, but her dad immediately noticed and said something to her. Being fairly new to these people, i wasn't pushing any boundaries.

After dinner, her parents retired upstairs to their sitting room for their evening ritual. Leaving Kelly and I downstairs to watch some TV. Her dad made sure we were seated on opposite ends of the couch before going upstairs. He did the two finger pointing to the eyes, then Kelly "i'm watching you" motion before disappearing.

As soon as she heard the door close upstairs, she immediately jumped on me. Straddling me. She was reaching behind her back and unclasping her bra. I began to protest but she placed a finger to my lips to shush me. "We need to be quiet. We can't get caught."

Protest gone. I'm rolling with it. I help her get her bra out from under her shirt, but we left the shirt on. Her very hard, and extremely sensitive nipples poking at the thin fabric. Next was her pants. She had on capri style khakis that she slid off easily. My shorts came off just as quickly. She grabbed my hardening cock and jerked it a few times to make sure i was good and hard. She pushed me back into the couch and lifted herself to mount me.

With one hand she slid her panties to the side, and the other guided me to her wet entrance. This woman was always wet. I absolutely loved that about her. And her nectar tasted sweet like honey. When i had the privilege of eating her, i gladly did so for hours on end.

She rubbed the head of my hard cock along her slit to get it wet with her juices. She used the head of my cock to rub her clit for a few strokes. She gasped in a whisper. Then she put the head in her pussy and slowly sank down. She used her hand that was on my cock to cover her mouth trying to stifle a moan.

She sank slowly until she was firmly seated on my root balls deep. She rolled her head back and slowly rocked up and down. I grabbed under her ass cheeks to help take some pressure off her knees.

Her pussy was always so tight. It was a struggle not to moan while she rode me. And she was breathing heavy in lieu of moaning herself. I lifted her shirt with one hand and traced my tongue around her erect nipple. She had really sensitive nipples and i could always get her off with nipple play alone.

This caused her to cry out abruptly and whip her head back forward looking at me. She stopped bouncing and started grinding her hips on me. My cock rolling around inside that tight pussy. We kissed to keep her quiet. My hands went up the back of her neck onto her scalp. Grasping her hair by the roots with both hands. She ground her hips, and i held her head while we kissed. She loved when i held her head by the roots if her hair. In any position. Her pace quickened for a moment and then she clamped down on me. Shivers were running through her as she came. Sucking on my tongue, moaning on it.

Her orgasm, the rush of being in such a risky situation, and my own excitement got to me. I grunted quietly into her. Spurt after spurt, my load flooded her womb. We broke our kiss, and looked into each others eyes. My cock softening inside her. Her one hand on my chest, the other running through the hair on the back of my head.

It hadn't been a marathon fuck, but it was a hot one. We quietly got dressed, and let ourselves out to make the long drive back to campus. In the car she laid her seat back, propped a leg up on the door, and played with her pussy. She talked about how much it turned her on that we couldn't make noise. And that her dad certainly would have killed us if he caught us. She moaned loud while she talked dirty to me. She told me how she was using my cum to lubricate her fingers while she rubbed herself to another orgasm.

She was on birth control, so we didn't worry so much about pregnancy. And she wasn't really into the breeding and creampie talk. Even though she didn't get off on talking about creampies, she certainly loved the feeling of getting one. When we got back to her dorm room, we kissed goodnight. Several days later, the next time we git to fool around, my sticky load was still leaking out of her.