Gathered around the Thanksgiving table, the air filled with the enticing aroma of a home-cooked feast.
This year held a special significance, as it marked the first time Rosa introduced her boyfriend to her family.
As they sat awaiting the meal, Rosa found herself in an unusually horny mood.
Amongst the chatter and laughter, Rosa couldn’t resist sending her boyfriend teasing glances, each one carrying a hint of intimacy. Her eyes darted from one person to another, wondering if any of them had noticed how she was feeling.
She felt a familiar warmth spread through her body, a sensation that signaled a growing need. With each passing moment, Rosa’s thoughts began to wander and the heat between her legs only grew. She desperately needed to make love with her boyfriend.
She wanted him to make her feel like he did last night. As Rosa’s thoughts of her boyfriend lingered in the air, the room suddenly plunged into darkness. A collective gasp filled the space as the lights flickered out -a town community outage. Rosa seized the moment.
In the darkened room, she announced, “Lucky thing we’ve got a generator in the backyard shed.”
With a mischievous smile, Rosa insisted that she and her boyfriend would take charge of the situation. The family agreed, grateful for Rosa’s resourcefulness.
As they ventured into the backyard, Rosa’s true intentions revealed themselves. Rosa turned to her boyfriend, a playful glint in her eyes.
“Maybe the outage isn’t such a bad thing,” she teased, wrapping her arm around his neck.
He smiled back at her. “Well, I think we should take advantage of this situation,” he whispered seductively.
“I’m going to take you right here in this shed.” He led her onto a workbench.
His hands roamed over her body, caressing her breasts and thighs. She moaned softly as he kissed her passionately. Their tongues danced together as their bodies pressed against one another. As he kissed her passionately, she could feel the hardness of his cock pressing against her belly.
She reached down and wrapped her hand around his shaft, stroking him slowly. He groaned in approval, pulling her closer.
He grabbed her ass, his fingers dug into her skin, kneading her flesh.
“Rosa, I want you so fucking much,” he whispered in her ear.
She looked up at him. “Are you sure?” She asked, “Because we’re going to have to make this a quickie.”
“I don’t care. I just want you so damn much!” He exclaimed.
He lifted her off the workbench, spun her around, and pushed her against a wall.
He pulled her skirt and underwear down, exposing her pussy. He positioned his cock at her entrance as she spread her legs, providing him with better entry.
In seconds, he thrust his cock deep inside her, filling her. They both gasped as their bodies connected. He began pounding her pussy, slamming his cock into her. She dug her nails into the wall in front of her.
“Oh yes! Fuck me hard!” She cried out.
“Yes, oh god yes!” she yelled.
He continued to pump in and out of her, thrusting deeper inside her. The sound of their bodies slapping against each other echoed around the shed.
She could feel her orgasm building.
The walls of her pussy clenched tightly around his cock. He thrust forward, burying himself even deeper inside her. He thrust again and again, his hips slamming against her ass. She moaned loudly, feeling the pleasure of his cock penetrating her.
He slammed his cock into her again before she exploded. She screamed out loud, her pussy squeezing tighter around his cock. He thrust once more, shooting his load deep inside her.
They collapsed against the wall, panting heavily. As their breathing slowed, Rosa straightened, his cum dripping from her pussy.
She stared at her boyfriend. “You were amazing,” she said, smiling.
He grinned. “I had an amazing pussy to work with. Now we should get this generator started before someone comes to assist.”
The generator roared to life, casting a warm glow upon the backyard.
Surrounded by the quiet hum of the generator, Rosa and her boyfriend exchanged a steamy kiss, his tongue thrusting deep inside her mouth.
As they returned to the dining room, the heroes of the evening, a chorus of curious voices greeted them.
“What took you two so long?” her sister, Rita, inquired, a playful smirk on her face.
Rosa’s father chimed in, “I was just about to head out there and show you youngsters how to get that generator roaring. Everything okay?”
Suppressing a mischievous grin, Rosa replied, “All sorted, Dad. Just a small hiccup, but we’ve got it covered.”
Her boyfriend, seamlessly joining in, winked at her as he added, “Rosa was the real hero. Knew exactly how to work that thing. I just followed her lead.”
Rita grinned at him and then looked back at Rosa with a knowing look.
“You’re both such bad liars,” she chided them.
“What? Liars? What are we lying about?” Rosa asked, her tone one of innocence.
“I’m old and slutty enough to see when someone just fucked,” Rita responded, her eyes fixed on Rosa’s boyfriend’s opened crouch.
“What?! No.” Rosa began to protest. But before she could continue, Rita looked over at her and smiled, “Hunny, you’re glowing, and wipe that dripping cum off your leg.”
Rosa’s cheeks flushed bright red.
“Well, I guess that settles it,” Rita said, walking confidently away.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Rosa muttered under her breath.
“Do you think the rest of my family picked up on that?” Rosa asked, turning to her boyfriend.
He shrugged his shoulders and laughed.
“It’s not funny!” Rosa exclaimed.
He smiled and kissed her forehead. “I know.”
Feeling a mix of embarrassment and excitement, she took her boyfriend’s hand. “Let’s go upstairs.”
They slipped away to her childhood bedroom. Behind the closed door, the muffled sounds of her family’s Thanksgiving celebration continued. As they settled into the room, her boyfriend began to reminisce.
“Remember when I used to sneak into your room late at night when we were teenagers?” He asked, a playful glint in his eyes.
Rosa, her cheeks flushing with a mix of nostalgia and affection, nodded.
“How could I forget? Those late-night sex meant everything to me.”
Their conversation unfolded like a journey down memory lane, revisiting the stolen moments of their youth. In the midst of it, Rosa’s boyfriend, with a mischievous smile, asked, “How about we recreate that memory?”
Rosa’s eyes sparkled with a blend of surprise and anticipation.
“You mean, fuck in my room like old times?”
He nodded, and she couldn’t help but agree, the room filling with the hushed excitement of revisiting a cherished past.
She began unbuttoning her shirt, letting it fall to the floor. Her boyfriend stared at her chest, his eyes drinking at the sight of her large breasts, nipples erect from arousal. He watched her reach for the hem of her skirt, slowly pulling it down and exposing her black lace panties.
Her boyfriend stepped closer, kissing her neck, his hands sliding up her thighs as he kissed her, his tongue tracing the outline of her lips. His hands moved to her ass, caressing it through the fabric of her panties.
He pulled them down, revealing her smooth, shaved pussy, her pink folds moistening with desire. Rosa moaned softly, her body responding to the touch of his fingers. She reached for his hard cock, rubbing him through his pants.
“You want this cock, don’t you?” He whispered as he pulled his shirt off, revealing his toned physique.
She nodded, unable to speak.
“Say it,” he commanded, his voice deep and commanding.
“I want this cock,” she said, her eyes locked on his.
Her boyfriend smiled, “Good girl.”Now take my pants off,” he ordered.
She pulled his pants off, releasing his throbbing cock. He pushed her onto the bed, hovering over her, kissing her passionately. His hand slid between her legs, his fingers probing her wetness.
“You’re so wet for me,” he whispered, his voice low and seductive.
“Fuck me, please,” she begged, her body writhing beneath him. He positioned himself at her entrance, his cock pressing against her, his hand holding hers above her head.
With one thrust, he entered her, pushing her back into the bed. His cock filled her, stretching her tight pussy. He began thrusting, his hips slapping against her ass. She wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him deeper inside her.
“You feel so good,” he groaned.
“Oh god!” she cried out, feeling the pleasure building inside her.
“Don’t stop,” she begged, her body tightening around his.
He continued thrusting, his cock plunging into her again and again, his cock slamming in and out of her pussy. The sound of her family’s voices faded as they fucked, her boyfriend grunting with each thrust.
She felt an orgasm building inside her, her body tensing.
“Don’t cum yet,” he commanded, pulling out of her.
He escorted her over to the opened bedroom window, bending her over, her ass pushed out towards him. He grabbed her by the hips, positioning himself at her entrance.
“Are you ready?” He asked.
“Yes,” she replied, her body trembling with anticipation. He pushed into her. She gasped as he began thrusting, his cock sliding in and out of her, his balls slapping against her clit. She could feel herself getting closer to climax.
“Fuck me harder,” she begged, her body rocking back and forth, her tits swaying.
“You want my cock?” he growled. “You want my cum?”
She nodded, “Yes, yes, give me your cum.”
Her boyfriend grunted, his body tensing, his cock swelling inside her.
He continued slamming into her, his cock pulsing. He leaned down, kissing her neck, biting her earlobe.
“I love you,” he whispered, his cock exploding inside her, filling her with his cum.
“Yes! Yes!” she screamed, the words muffled by her hand covering her mouth.
Her bedroom window was directly above the dining room where her family was gathered. Her body shook as she came, her juices coating his cock.
“Fuck! I love you too,” she whispered.
“We should probably get cleaned up and head downstairs,” he said, his cock softening inside her.
Just as she nodded, taking his hand, leading him to her bathroom. Rita swung open the bedroom door, catching them.
“I knew it!” She exclaimed, “You two can’t keep your hands off each other tonight,” she teased.
“Shh-ut up,” Rosa stuttered.
With a smirk, Rosa’s sister retorted, “Is this the thanks I get for keeping our parents from coming upstairs? They’ve been insisting on checking on you two, but I knew you were getting fucked.”
Rosa, wide-eyed, asked, “How did you know?”
Her sister chuckled, “Please, I’ve been in that position before. But more so, I seemed to be the only one hearing the moans and grunts from your bedroom.”
Rosa sighed, and her sister chuckled, leaving the two and closing the door behind her.
Rosa turned to her boyfriend and said, “I didn’t think about how loud we were. It’s just that we’ve never had sex like this before, and I guess I got carried away. I don’t want to return to the dinner now.”
“We’ll be fine,” he reassured. “We’ll go downstairs and act normal.”
She nodded, her body still shaking from her orgasm.
“Let’s get you cleaned up first,” he said, helping her to walk.
After they got cleaned up, Rosa and her boyfriend discreetly rejoined the dinner. With rosy cheeks and exchanged glances, they seamlessly slipped back into their places at the table, and to their relief, no one else suspected a thing.
The Thanksgiving celebration continued, filled with laughter and stories. As the evening waned, Rosa and her boyfriend cherished the private moment they had stolen away in her childhood bedroom, along with their secret rendezvous that remained hidden beneath the guise of generator troubleshooting.
These unspoken secrets between them made this Thanksgiving celebration even more unforgettable.
