B Is For Bareback . Skin on skin, let the fun begin. by VelvetPie for Literotica. listen to the podcast at Steamy Stories. He was absolutely gorgeous. No two words about it. GOR-GEOUS! I hoped it wasn’t the flashing lights or the hypnotic strobe that brought me to that decision. He had a headful of dark, curly hair that draped over his shoulders and the darkest eyes that I’ve ever seen. I think I joked with my friends that he must have been a gypsy or something because he was so dark and hairy. My best friend, Lori, laughed hysterically. “Oh, jeez, Pam! Next, you’ll be saying that he’s a vampire or something!” I grinned. I couldn’t help it. He was a notch waiting to be carved into my bedpost. And yes, I know about AIDS but the excitement of a bareback ride … I knew he’d be the perfect candidate. I tried to catch his eye across the dance floor but there was no way that he could tell what I was doing. I watched as a couple of girls moved by his group and he eyed them greedily, but they kept moving. “I’m going over.” “Pam!” my friend shouted. I took a huge sip of my Melon Ball and worked my way around the crowded bar to where he stood. “Hi!” He turned to me, smiling as he looked me up and down. I knew I had him hooked quick. My 38Ds always did that. When he could raise his eyes from the deep valley between my twins, I gave him a sexy grin. “Hello, yourself!” I moved as close as I could and whispered in his ear, “Wanna fuck?” His eyes looked as if they would pop right out of his head. He looked me up and down. “Kinda forward, aren’t you?” “No, I just know what I want.” “And you want me?” “Uh, hem.” I nodded, wondering if his thighs were as hairy as his forearms. Umm “Your place or mine?” “Mine.” He grabbed my hand and shouted something to his friends. They all whooped in unison so he probably told them that he was going to get a piece of pie. And get a piece he was! We called a cab outside and it was all I could do to keep my hands off of his lovely body. At least until we got inside the car. I gave the driver my address and turned to him, straddling his lap and finally kissing those pouting pink lips. He groaned and thrust his tongue into my mouth as eagerly as I had in his and suddenly, we were sucking face like mad people. He reached down and pulled my shirt open, sliding his hands inside and hefting my boobs. “Nice.” He murmured against my mouth. His fingers pushed the lacy material of my bra aside and found my nipples, giving a squeeze. I sucked the air through my teeth, pulling back to look into his eyes. “You like that, eh?” “Yeah. Pinch them again.” He did so and pleasure shot through my wet cunt. I ground against him, growling. He leaned forward and put one nipple in his mouth, sucking it hard. I shouted, my cunt clenching in orgasm. “Oh, yeah. You’re gonna be a great fuck.” “You think so?” “No, I know so.” I bit his bottom lip and I felt his prick leap under me. He pinched my nipple again and reluctantly closed my shirt again as the cabbie announced that we had reached our destination. He paid for the ride and we headed up the stairs. As luck would have it, my roommate, Stacy, wasn’t home and I was glad because I started undressing in the living room. Shirt first, then bra. He grabbed me and sucked my nipple into his mouth, biting hard. I thought I was going to pass out from the sheer pleasure of it. His hands fumbled at the front of my shorts and I stepped out of them as quickly as I could, while I unbuckled his pants. “Got a rubber”, he asked? “Nope and don’t need one. Just fuck me!” He pushed me down on the stairs and in one hard plunge, was deep into my sopping, aching cunt. We both moaned at the exquisite feel of skin on skin and my pussy tightened around him, trying to feel every ridge and vein on his thick meat. He rammed into me again, harder this time, banging my butt against the stair step. It was painful, sort of, but having him pounding my hungry pussy more than made up for the discomfort. He was so good tha