Clair stood up from her chair, and walked over to where Marcus was sitting. She was wearing a green dress that was form fitting, accentuating her large breasts and slim waist. It had no sleeves, exposing her shoulders, and a deep v-cut, showing her ample cleavage. Her fiery red hair was let down, grazing her naked shoulders.
She cupped Marcus's face, brought her lips to his, and gave him a gentle kiss. Marcus wrapped his hands around Claire's slim waist and guided her to straddle his waist.
They began to kiss more passionately, their tongues intertwining. Marcus's hands were cupping her firm butt, fingers digging into the skin. Clair let out a small gasp as Marcus playfully bit her lower lip, and start to kiss her neck.
Clair went to remove his shirt, so Marcus had to stop and allow it. Once it was off, Clair ran her small hands over his large, toned muscles. Caught in the moment, Clair was taken off gaurd when Marcus lifted her up and carried her towards the bedroom.
Placing her gently on the bed, Marcus continued to kiss her neck. Moving slowly down until he reached her collarbone. There he started to nibble on her skin while his hands slowly slipped the green dress off her shoulders.
Once her shoulders were free, he kissed his way back up her neck until he found her rose red lips and started to passionately kiss her again. Her hands were gripping the back of his head as Marcus was pulling her dress up with his free hand.
With his right hand, he started to massage her creamy white thigh. Slowly moving upwards towards her lower lips. His fingers met no resistance as she wasn't wearing any undergarments. He lightly brushed his fingers against her already moist mound. As he did so, she let out a hot breath and a slight tremor ran through her body.
As he began to rub her clit in a slow, clockwise motion, Clair started to suck on Marcus's tongue. Her body was undulating with the pace of his fingers and her grip was tightening on Marcus's hair. With a tremble of her body, her legs closed around his arm and she bit her lower lip as she let out a soft moan.
"Help me with the dress." She more demanded than asked, with her face and chest having a rosy hue.
Marcus grabbed the bottom of her green dress and started to roll it up her toned body. First showing her thighs that were firm and silky smooth. Her mound was adorned with trimmed hair that was a shade lighter red than her head. Then exposing her tight stomach, faint lines showed where her abdominal muscles were and her skin was an even tone of healthy white. Finally, freeing her soft, large breasts. They seemed to defy gravity as they were perky and bouncy. With pale pink nipples that were erect, her breasts were two handfuls for Marcus.
With the dress making its way over her head, she was as naked as the day she was born. Marcus was staring at her perfect body. Her white skin was flushed red with blood and he could see her looking back at him with longing.
"Marc, don't just stand there!" She said with slight frustration in her voice.
He didn't say anything, he just slowly leaned over her naked body and gently ran his fingers from her navel up to her right breast, he watched as he saw goosebumps appear on her naked flesh. He stooped lower and started to nibble around her ear as he pinched her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. This caused her body to tense up as her hot breath hit against his shoulder.
Clair started to undo his belt as he was sucking on her earlobe. Trying to shimmy his pants off, she couldn't quite reach all the way. Stopping what he was doing, Marcus stood up and took his pants off the rest of the way.
Marcus was a large man in every way, be it height, muscle mass, or any other metric. Looking at what was before her, Clair swallowed hard. Not wasting time, Marcus positioned himself between her legs as he once again leaned over her.
This time taking her nipple is his mouth, he twirled his tongue. Taking his penis and rubbing the head against her opening, stimulating her as he continued to twirl her nipple in his mouth. Pressing her erect nipple into his teeth with his tongue, he slowly started to press into her.
Sucking and pulling back his head in the same motion, her breast left his mouth, jiggling back to a natural state. At the same time Marcus pushed a little harder with his hips, slowly entering into her. These two sensations caused Clair to take in a sharp breath between her teeth and her body to convulse slightly.
"Marc…...go…..slow….please." Clair said in between her gasping breaths.
Marcus nodded as he began to rock his hips slowly back and forth, driving himself just a little deeper each time. Clair was moving her hips in concert with his, small moans escaping her lips. With Marcus supporting himself with his left hand, his right was cupping her breast while his thumb was pressing her nipple.
With one more steady thrust, Marcus had inserted himself entirely inside her. This caused Clair to let out a deep throaty moan as her nails dug into his back. Slowly pulling back out he paused a moment before thrusting forward once more. Setting a medium tempo, Marcus rolled his hips with each forward thrust.
With each thrust Clair would make a small 'Ah' sound, and each time the sound would get a little louder. Her nails were still digging into his back and her legs were tightly squeezing his waist. Her full red lips were spread apart as she gasped in air with each movement. Her hips were in harmony with his as they both grew closer to climax.
Feeling the walls of her vagina tighten around his member, Marcus sped up his pace. He placed his right hand around the back of her neck and started to passionately kiss her, her sweet saliva was driving his pace faster and faster. Clair was kissing him back with fervor, her tongue and his were dancing together just as their hips were.
The sound of flesh meeting flesh reverberated throughout the bedroom. The bed was gallantly resisting the abuse it was being put through. Sweat was beading off of Marcus's forehead, Clair was flushed beet red and her legs were trembling.
Together, at the same moment, they climaxed together. Clair pulled her lips from the kiss and let out a beastial sound. Her vulva clamped down on his penis as her legs trapped him like a vice and she drew blood with her nails. Marcus thrust deep inside her as he held her tight with his right arm and released himself inside of her, letting out a low grunt.
Marcus spasmed slightly as he tried to pull himself free of Clair's vagina. She tightened the grip with her legs driving him back inside her. Lifting his head up, he looked into her green eyes. Clair looked back at him, breathing heavily, she smiled a seductive smile and released the grip she had on him.
Kissing her one last time he pulled himself out and rolled to the side, left of Clair. They both laid there catching their breath. Marcus stared at Clair as her heaving chest slowly returned to normal. Clair stared back, smiling, and stroking the side of his face.
"Thank you for deciding to stay." Clair said, still stroking his face and staring into his blue eyes.
"No need to thank me, I'd been crazy not to." He replied with a soft chuckle.
"I'm serious, I was afraid that I was getting too old to appeal to anyone. I'm already almost forty."
"I thought you were in your twenties." Marcus said with a serious look in his eyes.
"I'm serious, a woman twenty years your junior couldn't hold a candle to you."
Ha, what did I tell you when we first met? That flattery would get you nowhere with me!" She said giggling.
Marcus didn't say anything and just held her in his arms, spooning her from behind. Holding her tight he kissed the top of her head and said "There's no one I'd rather be with right now than you."
Clair just nodded, let out a contented sigh, and enjoyed the sensation of being held.