Sex Before Dinner

I sit starting at the rain hitting the window, letting the smells from the kitchen feel my mind. Glancing from into the kitchen, I saw my boyfriend, Max, doing one of the things he does best. As I watched him, I couldn't help but to noticed his hot body, shining with sweat, and his tight black shorts.

"Max", I called, "come over here for a minute."

Walking over, Max had a look in his eye, a spark of humor.

"I want you to draw me", I told him.

"Draw you?", Max asked.

"Yes, draw me here, laying on the couch", I smiled at him.

"But I can only draw with music", Max reminded me.

"Not a problem ", I told him.

Getting up from the couch, I went to the radio, and turned it to some candlelight music. Then I removed me shirt and went back to lay back on the couch.

"Is this better?", I asked.

"Much", Max said.

Time ticked by, and the air crackled with the wanting of love and lust. Finally, after ten minutes of the pain of lust, Max leaped at me.

Our lips locked, and he removed my shirt, then his pants. Getting on my knees, I started to suck his cock, taking it all in. After a minute of me deep throating his thick cock, he started to face fuck me. He pounded me, harder and harder, until I felt him cum in my throat, which I sallowed. After that, I bent over, slapping my own ass, hinting for him to give me a hot fucking. Suddenly, I felt him push in hard. I moaned in pleasure. Harder and harder did he fucked me, never stopping for a minute. All I could do was scream in pleasure. Next thing I new, I was on my back, and he was fucking me even hard. Harder then I have ever been fucked before. Then, he got that look in his eye, and then he pulled his cock from my ass, leaned forward, and cummed all over my neck and face. After I removed the cum from my face, he pulled me close, and kissed me so very passionitly. Smiling at him, I knew I would never beable to leave him and would be happy for a long time...