Jessica texted me the morning of her prom, asking me to meet her at the hair salon at eleven a.m. She gave me a bag when I arrived and instructed me to keep it with me at all times till she took it back and not to peek inside.
After placing it in the trunk of my car, I picked up my tux and went to get my hair cut. I then used an Uber to pick up the rental car after leaving my own at the hotel. At last, I drove home, took a shower, and prepared to pick up Jess.
Her mother opened the door to let me in when I knocked. She had on a matching sports bra and yoga pants. Damn, she looked good.
“I’m glad you two worked things out,” she said.
“Yea, me too,” I agreed. “Hence, why I’m her date to the prom.”
While I waited for Jess to get ready, Jenna and I spoke for a short while. She gave me praise on my attire. I was dressed in a black tuxedo, white shirt, and tie. I had James Bond-like features.
After a little while, Jess declared that she would descend. I stood up and turned to face the stairs. Her mother reached for her phone to snap some photos. She arrived looking stunning in a high-slit, fitted spaghetti strap maxi dress in royal blue. She added silver sandals to complete the ensemble.
As though she were the model for the dress, it fit her flawlessly and followed all of her curves. Her makeup was flawless, and her long blonde hair was styled straight, falling over her shoulders. Her natural lipstick tone gave the impression that she was wearing none at all. Her mascara and eyeliner skills nicely framed her blue eyes.
“Here, these are for you,” I said, handing her the corsage. Jenna took pictures while I placed it on her wrist. She smiled again.
She put her arm around mine after I stuck mine out, and I held the door open for her as we walked out.
“No shenanigans,” her mom yelled out behind us.
“Oh, my God! You really went all out tonight, huh,” she said when she saw the rental. I rented a silver Porsche Cayenne for the night.
“I told you, I wanted to make it a special night for you.”
She blushed. I smiled and looked over at her, and she hardly looked like she was in high school; she looked so sophisticated, beautiful, sexy, and distinguished.
“You look incredible,” I said, taking in her beauty again. She smiled and put her hand in mind; it fit so perfectly as I helped her into the car.
Everyone at the prom was staring at us. I saw a few people I had not seen in a while. We sat down at our table, enjoyed a fantastic meal, and again spoke so naturally that I forgot she was my best friend’s little sister.
“You’re really beautiful, you know that,” I said to her. She blushed, grabbed my hand, and led me to the dance floor, where we danced all night long.
After saying our goodbyes, we left. We were back at the hotel in no time and walked through the lobby hand in hand and up the elevator to our room. I used the keycard to open the door for her. She walked in and quickly noticed the rose petals on the floor leading to the bed, which was covered in a heart shape.
“OH MY GOD!” she yelled as tears streamed down her face. I took her in my arms and kissed her passionately, deeply. She broke it off. “You did all this for me?”
I led her to the round table near the floor-to-ceiling window and handed her the remaining dozen rose stems. She kissed me once more and pulled back.
“Ok, wait here. I’m going to change into something a little more… fun,” she said with a mischievous smile.
She went to the bathroom with the small black bag from under the table. I removed my tie and hung up my suit jacket. When I heard the bathroom door open, I took off my dress shoes and settled into the desk chair.
“Are you ready?” I heard her voice say from the bathroom.
“Yes,” I replied, feeling more certain than ever.
I heard her heels click, clacking slowly forward as she emerged from around the corner.
She wore a black lace top with sheer long sleeves, sheer black high-waist bottom tights, and black high-heeled shoes. I covered my mouth and gently rubbed my well-groomed goatee.
Now it was my turn to say, “Oh, my God! You look… wow…” I stumbled out, unable to look away from her. She blushed once again.
I stood up and walked towards her. We met halfway at the foot of the bed. I still could not take my eyes off her shape. I wrapped one arm around her waist, gently stroked her face with the other, and lifted her up to give her a kiss. We shared a passionate and deep kiss as our tongues danced together. My cock was becoming rigid.
She wrapped her arms around my neck as we continued making out. I lowered my hand to her lower back, right above the top of the panty line on her ass, and pulled her in for a deeper kiss. She lowered her hands and started to untuck and unbutton my shirt. She removed my dress shirt and pulled my undershirt over my head to show off my toned abs and muscular pecs. With our lips still connected, I could feel her smile as she ran her hands over my muscles.
As she lowered herself down, she placed kisses on my neck, chest, and stomach. She got to her knees and began unfastening my belt and pants. Before I knew it, my pants were on the floor, followed by my boxer shorts. My cock sprang straight up. She grabbed the base of it and placed my dick in her mouth. She sucked my full length down her throat inch by inch and had me moaning at how good her mouth felt around my dick. She looked up into my eyes as she sucked and gently caressed my balls.
Not wanting to cum so fast, I helped her to her feet and kissed her. Then I snaked my fingers under her lace top and pulled it off over her head. She turned around with her back to the bed and laid her down on the petals. I leaned over her and kissed her lips down to her neck, licking and nibbling as I made my way to her chest. Grabbing her breasts, I sucked one nipple into my mouth as I pinch the other, alternating between them as I kissed and licked her stomach before making my way down. I hooked my fingers to the top of her panties and began to pull them off. I pulled her heels off and slid the stockings down her legs.
I kissed the inside of both of her legs after taking off her underwear before getting to her bald pussy. After kissing and licking my way to her slit, I ran my tongue the length of her slit, lapping up her delicious nectar as she was already dripping wet. She twisted against the bed and moaned loudly as I worked my tongue up her slit, causing her to tremble. With her legs over my shoulders, I pinned her hips down and continued to eat her pussy with wanton. I could tell she was about to cum when she arched her back and groaned out loud when I reached her clit and wrapped my lips around it.
I gently twirled my tongue around her clit, alternating between licking and sucking on her clit. That calmed her down, but her back remained arched. To spice things up, I would lick her all around and stick my tongue as deep inside her as I could. A few minutes later, I shoved two fingers inside her, rubbing her G-spot while I sucked her clit.
“Oh, my God!” she screamed, arching her back as much as she could. “Yes, right there… Yes, don’t stop… YES! I’m CUMMING!”
I gradually increased the speed of my fingers while maintaining rhythm. She groaned more and more. I might have lost it at the sound of her groaning.
She groaned loudly, “Don’t stop, Mark. Don’t stop,” she yelled as she squirted all in my mouth.
Grabbing my head from behind, she pulled me up to her and gave me a passionate kiss while tasting herself.
“Thank you for that,” she replied, gasping for air, “but I want you inside of me now.”
I lined up my dick with her flawless pink pussy while I positioned myself over her in missionary and slowly entered her pussy. She was really tight yet so wet that there was very little resistance. I gently inserted my hard cock into her opening. She gasped for air as the head stretched her open, breaking the hymen.
“You are so big, Mark,” she groaned. “But it feels great inside me.”
I slowly pulled out and then back in with gentle, slow thrusts. Inch by inch, I slowly slid my throbbing cock in and out of her. Her first time was something I wanted to go great. As I slowly stroked my pulsating cock in and out of her, I placed my lips on hers, and we shared a kiss. She moaned again, breaking the kiss as I accelerated the tempo. Compared to her mom’s, her pussy felt even better. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me deeper into her, and moaned, “Fuck me, Mark.” Her moans were like music to my ears as I gradually increased my speed.
“I am about to cum,” I moaned as I felt it rushing up from my balls.
“Cum in me, baby,” she groaned in my ear. “Give it to me,” she moaned as she dug her nails into my back.
That was the tipping point for me. With one last deep thrust, I exploded into Jessica. My cock kept throbbing until every last drop of my cum was inside her.
She rested her head on my chest as we lay together, panting for air.
“Thank you,” she said, “that was just incredible, Mark.”
