The Hamptons' House

1988 - Part 4

Tony woke to you stretching beside him and automatically rolled over on top of you, nuzzling into your neck. You started laughing, wrapped your arms around him, and carded your fingers through his hair. He kind of loved how you did that. He'd never really had a girlfriend. Just girls who he'd sneak out on, or have someone else escort out of his room. There was a strange kind of intimacy about the way your fingertips ran over his scalp, it made his head tingle and a shiver run down his spine.

He purred and kissed you. It was deep and hungry and he one hundred percent planned for it to turn into sex. Everyone was returning to the city today and getting on with their actual lives and he was going to drag out every last second of whatever it was that had happened between you this week.

It was weird. When his parents passed on the message they weren't going to come to his 18th, he had been hurt. He tried so hard to not be hurt by them anymore, yet they consistently found ways to do it, and that one had hurt a lot. He thought the week would be a write-off but then you and Rhodey pulled him out of the hole and he was feeling things he'd never really thought he could feel. He wished he could hold onto it forever, but your lives were waiting for you both and they weren't together. Long distance was out of the question. He was eighteen and a mess. He knew himself, he wouldn't be able to do it. So he'd make the last few hours good and hold on to the memory of the one summer romance he'd had as proof that maybe he was loveable in some way.

You pushed him onto his back and straddled him, grinding your hips down onto his lap as you kissed him hungrily. He rutted up into you and pushed his hands up under your cami, squeezing and massaging your tits.

You moaned and pulled back. "I'm gonna ride you so hard, Tony," you purred as you looked down into his eyes.

"Is that so, dear?" he teased playfully, pinching your nipples so they hardened under his touch. "I would hate that."

You giggled and leaned down pressing your forehead against his. "You're trouble."

"Mm... we can agree on that," he hummed and gave your ass a spank. "Now come on, my dick isn't going to ride itself."

You laughed loudly and sat back up, pulling your cami off and tossing it across the room. He leaned up and latched onto one of your breasts, sucking and biting at your nipple. You mewled and threw your head back, your hands going to his hair again and pulling on it. You rocked on top of him, your fluids dripping from you and soaking through your panties. The moisture began to wet his boxers and his cock jumped and throbbed in anticipation of being buried deep in your cunt.

You pushed him back again and pinned his arms above his head. Not that he struggled. It turned out, he quite liked it when you took control like this. It was a real turn-on that you'd discovered the things you liked and you weren't afraid to take them.

You reached over to the bedside table and grabbed a condom before crawling down his body. You kissed a trail down his stomach and pulled his boxers down. You flattened your tongue and licked up the length of his cock. Tony groaned and lifted his hips. "Fuck, babe. You're really taking care of me, huh?"

"Mmm... gotta make it memorable," you hummed. He watched you closely as you licked over the head of his cock and sucked on the end. He moaned gently and you pulled back flicking your tongue over the slit of his cock and gathering up a bead of precum. It formed a sticky thread from your tongue to his dick and he groaned as he watched it stretch and then snap. You licked your lips and tore open the condom packet and put the rubber between your lips.

"Look at you, getting all cocky," he teased. Your eyes twinkled mischievously and you dropped your head back down and used your lips to roll the condom into place. You crawled back up and wriggled out of your panties, you positioned yourself above his cock and lowered yourself down onto it.