One with the Wind by Jane Livingston Read Free Book Online Page B

minors.”
                Josie leaned toward the receptionist and rested her head on her hands. “This is our prom night and we’ve already had sex countless times. It’s not like you’re keeping us from doing something we haven’t down before.”
                “Can you pay with cash? That way, no one will know,” said the receptionist.
                Nick dug his wallet out of his pocket. “Sure. We can do that.”
                Minutes later, Nick swung open the door to their room. He carried Josie in and dumped her on the bed. Josie crinkled her nose as the smell of old sweat and sex surrounded her.
                Nick tried to close the door, but the latch didn’t work so there was a slight gap. “No bother. It’s not like we’re spending the night.” He turned toward Josie. “Let’s get naked!”
                “Hell no! I spent months picking out this dress; I’m going to have sex wearing it.”
    She raised her gown over her hips and removed her lace underwear.
                “Okay, that was hot as hell,” Nick replied.
                “How about this?” Josie reclined on the bed, swung her leg around and kicked Nick in the face with her high heel.
                “Ouch!” he yelled holding his face.
                “Oh shit, did stab you in the eye?” 
                He lowered his hands away. “Just my cheek.”
                Josie laughed. “I’m so sorry.”
                “Don’t worry, I give you credit for trying.” Nick lowered his face between her legs and licked her pussy with confident strokes. Josie moaned and grabbed a fistful of his hair as he breathed into her.
                Josie rocked her body into Nick as her orgasm started to surface. Nick unzipped his tuxedo pants and tugged them off. Josie pulled him on top of her and clenched her inner muscles around his engorged penis. She grabbed hold of his sleeve and lifted herself up to watch his penis glide in and out of her vagina. With his hands on her satin covered hips, he swiveled his body to find the right spot.
                “Oh God, that feels so good!” Josie called out as shockwaves rippled through her body. “Harder! Harder!”  Nick rested his hands on the mattress over her head and jammed into her. “Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!” she yelled.
                Nick’s face reddened and tightened as his pace quickened and became more urgent. His sweat dripped onto Josie’s bobbing breasts as he could feel the explosion build. Suddenly, he swung his head to the side and let out a heavy sigh. Nick collapsed on the bed and let his body recover.
                Josie rolled over on her side, massaged his balls and kissed his face. She saw the red mark left by her heel and kissed the bruise. “Man, I really nailed you.”
                He breathed heavily, glanced at her and said, “And I really nailed you, sweetheart.”
                “Ha!” Josie wrapped her palm around his penis, trying to get him hard again. When she succeeded she climbed on top of him. She looked down at him and ran her fingers over the pleats of his tuxedo shirt and the satin of his cummerbund. “Ooh, you look so handsome in a tuxedo with the red heel mark on your face.”
                Nick let out a feverous chuckle and ran his hands over her inner thighs, under the satin of her gown. She leaned forward and kissed him. “This is the best prom night ever.”
                “And we didn’t even go the prom,” he said with a wily grin.
                Josie rode him until she was satisfied and then rolled alongside him on the bed.  She ran her finger gently over his nose, lips and chin. She wanted to stay there all night.
                He turned to face her. “We should head home? I gotta have you home soon and we have a