Tommy and Gina’s Story: One Wild Night

Gina just pulled his hair and brought his head up to hers and kissed him so deeply that it made a slurping noise that was so sexy. It was forceful. Not really romantic, and pretty hard-core…like a porn movie. But she still evoked the feminine, lady-like qualities of the girl that I always knew. There was no doubt that she was allowing this stranger to provide her pleasure. This stranger with whom she’d wanted to sleep with for years. But she was not going to be treated like some groupie whore. It was happening fast and it was obvious that this was going to primarily be about her pleasure and on her terms. I could see her bicep tightening as she squeezed his hair and pulled his head even deeper to mingle her generous tongue into the back of his throat now.

At this point, I didn’t think Gina would be able to wait to get up to the hotel room. This was unbelievable that she was letting herself go and that she was taking charge of the moment. It seemed so out of her character, but she clearly did want to fuck Jon and how could I deny her of this basic animalistic desire that she had since she was a teenager? It was in her eyes, but it seemed animalistic because her behavior also turned from a physical suggestion to an aggressive verbal request that that she was wanting him.