Hot Erotic Sex – A Naughty New Year Tale

Happy New Year and Hot Erotic Sex

Champagne lingered in the air, mixing with smoke that curled along the club’s back hallway. Midnight fireworks rattled the bricks, but Elliot didn’t care. All he could think about was having Hot Erotic Sex. That’s when he caught Crimson’s gaze in the storage room, his mask crooked on his face, hers all sharp lines and scarlet lace. The naughty vixen swayed in eight-inch heels, fishnets running up her thighs. He couldn’t help it; his hand found the small of her back, hot skin under his palm. Thus, no one said a word.

The music thudded from the main room, but here everything felt hushed, like the story hadn’t quite begun yet. That’s when the night changed. It turned into something raw and electric between them, and they both knew they wanted Hot, Erotic Sex. Next, Elliot pushed Crimson up against the brick, kissing her hard, tasting her heat. Crimson’s hands slipped under his open shirt, palms flat against his chest, fingertips tracing muscle and bone. Their mouths grew hungrier, their tongues slow at first, more curious than greedy, until the quiet gasps turned into moans that echoed down the hall.

Her body opened for him

Consequently, Elliot’s hands slid down, cupping her, lifting her just enough that her heels dangled off the ground. Crimson loved how he took charge. Instantly, she could feel herself becoming aroused. He nudged her lace top aside, her breasts bare to the cool air. A shiver ran through her as his thumb brushed over her nipple, then his mouth closed around it, sucking, teasing. Elliot twisted the other nipple in between his fingers, sending a bolt of pleasure straight through her.

The exotic brunette pressed herself back against him, hungry for more, switching sides so he could worship her equally. Her hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, she slipped her fingers down to his trousers, feeling how hard he was, already dripping with precum. Slowly, but firmly, she began to stroke him. slow and deliberate, making a space for his thrusts with her fist. His hips moved with hers, heat building between them, his tongue still teasing her nipple. She could feel him pressing against her, the wet head of his cock painting the fabric between them. She enjoyed Elliot’s Sensual Erotic Foreplay.

Happy New Year and Hot Erotic Sex

Subsequently, he couldn’t hold back; he spun her to face the wall. Her palms pressed flat to the rough brick. Elliot then knelt behind her, ruining the seam of Crimson’s fishnets. He then slid her lace underwear to the side.  And then he tore open a condom, rolling it on before standing. He entered her slowly, letting her body open for him, holding himself deep for a moment before pulling back and thrusting again. Every stroke hit a spot that made her moan into her arm. One hand gripped her hip, the other pressed her between the shoulder blades, pinning her in place.

Everything else faded away. Her legs shook, her body clenched around him. Suddenly, the tension snapped, causing her to cum hard with a soft gasp.  Which he caught with his mouth, twisting her head back to kiss her. A moment later, his body jerked in pleasure. After their Hot Erotic Sex, they straightened their clothes and placed their masks back in place. They quietly slipped back through the hallway and into the quiet. Nothing was left but the taste of iron and champagne on their lips. Crimson, seductively, touched his mouth, close enough to whisper, “Happy New Year, and if you want an encore, call me before the masks come off.”

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