Akira moaned into Ann's mouth as her lips smashed into his the second he shut her door. She parried his tongue well as she guided him upstairs, bumping into literally everything on the way, and into her room.

"This is definitely not what I meant when I asked for a drink." Akira wisped against her lips. Ann replied to his smarmy remark by yanking his head back down onto her mouth, expertly shifting, accommodating their shared groans as their kissing grew more intense. Her hands smoothed up and down his strong back, moving in tandem with his hips grinding into her, fabric frustratingly keeping their skin from touching. Those hands went to unbutton his jacket, but far too horny to be careful, buttons snapped as she flung his blazer open.

Akira shuffled off the ruined blazer then did away with her sweater in return, snapping the zipper off. The only time he and Ann left the comforting, passionate lips of the other was to remove their shirts. Once Ann tossed her skirt across the room and tore her ruined stockings off Akira's hand made a beeline for the apex of her thighs. Fingers pressed with intent on her sex and her groan rumbled in her throat. Akira had already ruined her panties on the way here, and it must have been uncomfortable for Ann to walk several blocks from the train station with her underwear drenched in arousal. So he did the courtesy of ridding her of the exceptionally thin fabric, circling the pads of his fingers on her clit.

While Akira rekindled the flame he alighted on the train ride here, Ann unlooped his belt and left him to remove the slacks. Simultaneously doing away with his boxers, the two were now completely naked inside her room with nobody to bother them or care how loud they became.

Ann tore herself from his lips feeling his dick slide between her legs, its throbbing crown making her shudder. She panted, her heart threatening to leap right out of her chest with the way it hammered like a rock in a box. Flush against him and her breasts pillowed on his chest, Ann grasped and angled Akira properly for his next ingress to push in. The next time he thrust forward he successfully pushed inside her, her eyes welling up as he filled her to the neck. Deep inside her starving sex, finally, Ann felt a sense of completion. It only made her curse the crappy train service even more.

Akira pushed her back and Ann expected him to guide her onto her bed, fuck her deep into her mattress like she envisioned on the walk home, but he took a turn for her mirror instead. Feeling his cock pulse inside her walls while they walked made Ann smile for some reason, the sensation so strange yet so good. The chill of the mirror against her back, Akira arched her body out for their pelvic regions to kiss.

A moment later and his hips pulled back. Ann's head flew back against the glass as he snapped into her again, spacing her legs a bit more, rehearsing the motion until he found a groove. His fingers dug deep into the plump thickness of her thighs, definitely enough to bruise, leaving red crescents on her flesh as he began pumping into her in earnest. She looked down and watched his veiny girth cover itself in her arousal, disappearing and reappearing, slicker every time he withdrew.

His pace sped up, desperate and wanting, the thudding of every successive slam growing in volume and count. Already the sounds of their sex was the loudest thing she could hear, wet squelching intermittent with the fleshy consecutive impact of skin. Ann squeezed her thighs together and a groan ripped from his throat. She wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing his hot mouth on her throat to rain searing open-mouthed kisses along her skin. Akira bit into her skin, making her squeal and cry and plead for more as his ruts threatened to break her.

Akira found his lips stuck on her pendant breasts. Every inch of her slender body writhed and bucked and he loved the various reactions he got from her as he licked and nibbled. The sweet scent of her sweat-tinged skin wafted up into his nostrils with each heave of air, intoxicating him more than the sobs of bliss that filled his ears or the way her flushed face scrunched up every time he filled her.

"Ann!" Akira's palms slammed down on her ass. Sweat poured down his chest, moving Ann to his rhythm as his girth pulsed inside her. She shrieked at the impact, a mix of pain and pleasure. Her eyes fluttered in shock as his fingers entrenched deep into her skin, deep enough to leave welts. Pure heat spurted forth from his cock and Akira could not stop the copious flow.

"Oh my… God!" Ann tip-toed off her carpet, feeling electricity course through her entire body and burst from their point of connection.

"I came too fast…" Akira panted, looking into the dazed eyes of his also panting lover.

Ann swallowed a wad of spit for her dry throat. "It's okay."

"Bullshit." Akira pulled out once all his semen had dispensed. Spinning her around to face her reflection, he brought her down to sit on his lap. Akira parted her knees in an oath, using his own to maintain the distance so they could get a clear view of her sex.

"Um…" Ann didn't know what to make of their position and he was quick to make his intention clear.

"I'm not leaving this house until I hear you scream." Using two fingers Akira split her labia and observed with Ann how much of his seed flowed from her sex. It was sure to leave a stain but they could take care of it afterward.

A small whine emitted from her as two of his skilled digits entered her core, and Ann all but cried out when he curled his fingers against the nerve-laden flesh. His remaining hand took an abandoned breast into his palm to knead softly. Watching her face twist and morph, his fingers saturated in their arousal, Ann felt the insecurity of their first time rush back for a moment but it was a little different; she felt a dizzying high and closed her eyes and whimpered, seeking out something to grasp, settling on guiding his hand while he fondled her breast.

He dropped his head into the crook of her neck as she spread her legs a little farther. "I never meant to come so fast. You just felt too good, sounded so good." Akira's voice had gone low and husky, vibrating her eardrum in a manner that made Ann coo. He cupped her chin and turned her to face him, needing to see those beautiful eyes lock onto him.

"I know." Ann opened her mouth for him, breaths huffing headily through their nostrils. Heat bloomed from their union, burning into Ann's lips, spreading across all of her sweat-slick skin. Once again his hand busied itself with an aching breast, pinching and pulling on her pebbled teat. Early spams contracted against his fingers and Akira took that as his cue to pick up the pace.

Speed had become the most important factor, concentration fixated on his rutting fingers bringing his lover to her well-deserved climax. Ann was forced to rip her mouth from his in order to regulate her breathing correctly. He loved every whimper and squeal that came from her as his digits pistoned and curled, meeting the upwards thrusts of her desperate hips. She threw an arm around his neck, holding him so tightly and he knew what was expected as he haphazardly rubbed to give her more pleasure.

Tumultuous waves of pleasure crashed into Ann all at once. She screamed in pure triumph as Akira's nibble fingers brought her to her finish. Squelches heightened greatly in volume through her powerful orgasm, squirts staining her mirror and floor. Her hips jerked in violet convulsions and her head lulled from side to side, eyes shut tight, blonde hair disheveled and strands stuck to her sweating forehead.

"Better," Akira said, lazily rubbing her pussy. She shuddered slightly in his embrace, light sighs breezing past her swollen lips.

"Much…" Ann was breathless, panting, sweating, sticky in between her legs and felt so right. "Are you still thirsty?"

"I had enough." A thought occurred to Akira and he glanced around the room at their clothes. "I might need a new blazer though."

"And I'm going to need a new sweater… A new pair of panties couldn't hurt either."

Akira smiled against her neck. "Maybe we can go get some cake?"

Ann smirked and rested her head on his shoulders. Like clockwork. "When I can feel my legs."

I can finally put this story in the completed section. Hope everyone enjoyed!