The Story Of Dylan And Kelly

I was laughing on my way out of Psychology and suddenly I felt arms wrap around my waist. I heard Dylan’s voice in my ear asking me if I was ready for this weekend. I turned around and we locked lips. It was our six-month anniversary and Dylan had planned a romantic getaway for us. “Of course babe. I’m ready for anything that you’ve got for me.” “Oh, is that so? Can you handle what I’ve got?” “I guess we’ll see this weekend.”

We arrived at a beautiful log cabin amidst snowy mountain peaks. I turned my face to Dylan and softly said, “Thank you.” “Anything for you, Kelly.” We walked hand in hand into the cabin and I was taken aback by what he had set up. The fire was burning and there was champagne chilling along the side of strawberries covered in dark chocolate. I went into the bedroom and changed into my new lingerie that I had bought for this occasion. When I emerged from the room I saw Dylan lying on the rug in his boxers. I lied down beside him and he gave me a glass of champagne. We toasted to us.

Just when I thought things couldn’t get any better, he took one of the strawberries and fed it to me. I licked the chocolate off of his fingers and looked deeply into his big blue eyes. He pulled away the straps and the chemise slid down. Next thing I knew Dylan’s lips were moving down from my neck to my stomach leaving me trembling. He gently put on of the chocolates on my chest and soon chocolate was all over my body. I placed my hands on the sides of his head and pulled his face towards my chocolate-covered body. His tongue was going down my body and he stopped at my clit. I moaned and felt him sliding his hard cock into my tight pussy.

He started pumping and the intensity increased with each movement. I let out a scream by an “Oh my god, Dylan!!” Right before he came, he pulled his still erect penis out of me and squirted me with his warm and sticky cum. Later as we were lying in bed, he must have sensed that I was weak because he said, “What was that you said about being able to handle me?”