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Brock and Trish held hands the whole way back to Trish's place. As they pulled up they saw that the house was dark. All that was on their minds was the buzz of the alcohol and how hot and bothered the two had become.
They made it into the house and up the stairs to Trish's bedroom and quietly shut the door and turned the radio on. Brock laid on the bed and pulled her onto him and began kissing her. Trish kissed him back hungrily. It had been so long since she had been touched like that. When Trish kissed him back passionately it made Brock instantly aroused. He had longed for her for so long and he hadn't made love in almost 4 months so he some serious frustrations to release.
Trish began to move her hips, which only made him want her more. By this point he was so hard he thought for sure he was going to bust the zipper in his jeans. Trish could feel his arousal and that only turned her on more. She loved knowing that she had the power to entice a man. She began unbuttoning his shirt and began to kiss his neck.
Brock sat up and began to kiss her along her neckline and then started to work his way down the v-neck of her tank top.
Trish let out a low moan and pulled his head to her. She let out a sigh, "God he knows how to turn me on." She thought to herself.
In no time they were both topless and exploring each other's bodies. This was new territory to each other. Trish traced her fingernails along his chest and kissed him passionately on his neck and kissed a trail all the way down to his belly button. She started to undo his belt slowly, just to make him ache for her a little more.
Brock slid up so she could slide his pants down and when she removed his pants she could see that he was "standing tall" and ready for action. Trish grinned and slid his boxers down so he was fully exposed. She stood up and slowly slid up her skirt so he could see it all and slowly removed her black, lacy thong.
Brock by this point was quivering. She had purposely moved far enough from the bed so he could see her silhouette from the moonlight and here she was seductively removing her clothing. Once the thong was all the way off, she came walking towards him and he reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her to him.
Trish still had her skirt on and that didn't matter to him. He twirled her around so she was laying on the bed and slowly entered her. The moan that escaped her lips was almost enough to make him lose it. He silently thanked god that he had more stamina then that.
Trish gasped as he fully entered her. Never before had she had a man that big. As it throbbed inside her she shuddered with ecstacy. It was then that she too ached for him. He stood there for a minute and allowed her body to adjust to his length and then slowly began to glide in and out.
Trish rocked her hips back and forth with his rhythm and made sure to squeeze as tight as she could around his throbbing shaft.
He pulled one of Trish's legs up to where it was on his shoulder so he could enter her deeper. He began to pick up speed and force and her quiet moans just aroused him more and more. It was then that he remembered her saying at one time that she liked to try different positions.
He stopped and laid down on top of her and they passionately kissed each other. He got off the bed and pulled her up to stand up with him. They were still making out and Trish wrapped her hand around his manhood and traced it ever so lightly with her fingertips. Finally Brock couldn't take it anymore, he knew that he had to have her and he had to have her NOW. He turned her around so she was facing the bed and kissed her down her spine, then he laid her down so she was bent over. He then entered her slowly and began to thrust quickly with deeply.
The ecstasy shot through Trish's body and she knew that she was going to come soon. She grabbed a pillow so she wasn't too loud. She grabbed onto one of his hands and squeezed, "Oh god, Brock." She said breathlessly, "I'm coming."
Brock thrusted harder and deeper and in a deep throaty voice she heard him moan, "Damn Trish, me too."
She pushed as far into him as possible and gripped him with her inner muscles and tight as possible and they came together. He collapsed around her and held her tight. He kissed her along her neck and nibbled on her ears.
She rolled over and began to kiss him back. Soon they found themselves entangled with each other once again. This time Trish climbed on top and gave him the ride of his life. After they came together again, he pulled her body to his and they curled into one another and fell asleep.
The next morning Brock awoke to the alarm clock going off and found that he was still curled tightly around Trish. He turned off the alarm and kissed her gently, "Wake up."
Trish's eyes fluttered open and she smiled and stretched, "Morning."
"Good morning. Did you have sweet dreams?" He asked while kissing her along her shoulder and not stopping until he reached her neck.
She shied away a little because his stubble tickled her over-sensitive neck and smiled, "Yes, yes I did. And you?"
He smirked, "I sure did."
They heard a knock on the door, "Trish, you up yet?" Melissa said through the door, "Dave's on the phone."
Trish's eyes opened wide, she swallowed hard. "I'll get it." She said weakly.
Brock slid over so she could reach the phone. And laid back into the pillows, "Is she going to regret what we did last night?" He pondered to himself.
Trish stretched across him to reach the phone, "Hello?"
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Brock and Trish held hands the whole way back to Trish's place. As they pulled up they saw that the house was dark. All that was on their minds was the buzz of the alcohol and how hot and bothered the two had become.
They made it into the house and up the stairs to Trish's bedroom and quietly shut the door and turned the radio on. Brock laid on the bed and pulled her onto him and began kissing her. Trish kissed him back hungrily. It had been so long since she had been touched like that. When Trish kissed him back passionately it made Brock instantly aroused. He had longed for her for so long and he hadn't made love in almost 4 months so he some serious frustrations to release.
Trish began to move her hips, which only made him want her more. By this point he was so hard he thought for sure he was going to bust the zipper in his jeans. Trish could feel his arousal and that only turned her on more. She loved knowing that she had the power to entice a man. She began unbuttoning his shirt and began to kiss his neck.
Brock sat up and began to kiss her along her neckline and then started to work his way down the v-neck of her tank top.
Trish let out a low moan and pulled his head to her. She let out a sigh, "God he knows how to turn me on." She thought to herself.
In no time they were both topless and exploring each other's bodies. This was new territory to each other. Trish traced her fingernails along his chest and kissed him passionately on his neck and kissed a trail all the way down to his belly button. She started to undo his belt slowly, just to make him ache for her a little more.
Brock slid up so she could slide his pants down and when she removed his pants she could see that he was "standing tall" and ready for action. Trish grinned and slid his boxers down so he was fully exposed. She stood up and slowly slid up her skirt so he could see it all and slowly removed her black, lacy thong.
Brock by this point was quivering. She had purposely moved far enough from the bed so he could see her silhouette from the moonlight and here she was seductively removing her clothing. Once the thong was all the way off, she came walking towards him and he reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her to him.
Trish still had her skirt on and that didn't matter to him. He twirled her around so she was laying on the bed and slowly entered her. The moan that escaped her lips was almost enough to make him lose it. He silently thanked god that he had more stamina then that.
Trish gasped as he fully entered her. Never before had she had a man that big. As it throbbed inside her she shuddered with ecstacy. It was then that she too ached for him. He stood there for a minute and allowed her body to adjust to his length and then slowly began to glide in and out.
Trish rocked her hips back and forth with his rhythm and made sure to squeeze as tight as she could around his throbbing shaft.
He pulled one of Trish's legs up to where it was on his shoulder so he could enter her deeper. He began to pick up speed and force and her quiet moans just aroused him more and more. It was then that he remembered her saying at one time that she liked to try different positions.
He stopped and laid down on top of her and they passionately kissed each other. He got off the bed and pulled her up to stand up with him. They were still making out and Trish wrapped her hand around his manhood and traced it ever so lightly with her fingertips. Finally Brock couldn't take it anymore, he knew that he had to have her and he had to have her NOW. He turned her around so she was facing the bed and kissed her down her spine, then he laid her down so she was bent over. He then entered her slowly and began to thrust quickly with deeply.
The ecstasy shot through Trish's body and she knew that she was going to come soon. She grabbed a pillow so she wasn't too loud. She grabbed onto one of his hands and squeezed, "Oh god, Brock." She said breathlessly, "I'm coming."
Brock thrusted harder and deeper and in a deep throaty voice she heard him moan, "Damn Trish, me too."
She pushed as far into him as possible and gripped him with her inner muscles and tight as possible and they came together. He collapsed around her and held her tight. He kissed her along her neck and nibbled on her ears.
She rolled over and began to kiss him back. Soon they found themselves entangled with each other once again. This time Trish climbed on top and gave him the ride of his life. After they came together again, he pulled her body to his and they curled into one another and fell asleep.
The next morning Brock awoke to the alarm clock going off and found that he was still curled tightly around Trish. He turned off the alarm and kissed her gently, "Wake up."
Trish's eyes fluttered open and she smiled and stretched, "Morning."
"Good morning. Did you have sweet dreams?" He asked while kissing her along her shoulder and not stopping until he reached her neck.
She shied away a little because his stubble tickled her over-sensitive neck and smiled, "Yes, yes I did. And you?"
He smirked, "I sure did."
They heard a knock on the door, "Trish, you up yet?" Melissa said through the door, "Dave's on the phone."
Trish's eyes opened wide, she swallowed hard. "I'll get it." She said weakly.
Brock slid over so she could reach the phone. And laid back into the pillows, "Is she going to regret what we did last night?" He pondered to himself.
Trish stretched across him to reach the phone, "Hello?"
**Well, I would love feedback!! Please give me your thoughts, ideas, concerns, etc. I hope that the racy scene didn't offend anyone, but it's not the first one in here. Please read and review! Thanks!!**