Em and Phil

May or may not be based on a fantasy about someone...

‘Leave that be babe’ she murmured, trailing her hands over his shoulders and down his chest, blood red nails coming into view perfectly manicured. He caught a whiff of her perfume, sweet and delicate and felt his cock twitch.
Clicking the save button and then swiftly shutting his laptop lip, he turned and wrapped his arms around the beautiful woman in front of him. He hugged her close and then pushed her away, letting her stand before of him and drank in her look. She was tanned, as was he, from their recent holiday with no worries and no cares, her hair looking streaked from the sun. At that moment, he could wait no longer.
Grabbing Em by the wrist he propelled her towards the stairs, stopping at the bottom to kiss her deeply, his tongue working against hers, his hands dipping to her arse to pull her closer. She broke the contact first, putting one foot on the stairs and beckoning him to follow.
Once in the bedroom, Phil pushed Em onto the bed. Lying down next to her, he kissed her again, invading her mouth with his tongue, his hands moving all over her body and slowly, slowly, undoing the buttons on her shirt. She looked damn good. Plain shirt, tight flared jeans, bare feet. Just perfect. He felt her hands on his chest and then felt his buttons rip. No slow teasing from her, she knew exactly what she wanted. She pushed him off and wriggled out of her jeans, revealing a neatly trimmed tuft of hair, and dipped a hand between her legs.
She sighed breathily, and Phil felt that he would contain himself no longer. He struggled out of his jeans, dropping them to the floor and rolled on top of her. She gasped below him, feeling the tip of his hard cock pushing against her pussy. Raising her hips slightly she felt him slide inside and she quickly wrapped her legs around him, pushing him in deep. Phil groaned and shuddered slightly. He was so aroused considering there had been so little prelude to this... although maybe that was why!
Em began to wriggle beneath him, forcing his cock to move inside her. He pushed against the lock of her ankles and gained some space, thrusting his cock hard inside her and making her moan in pleasure. She released her grip and he moved faster. She was moaning constantly, a crescendo that built to a scream as she came. Her muscles squeezed him tighter than ever before and her nails dragged tracks in his back.
Pausing to let her catch her breath, Phil allowed himself to be consumed by the smell of her and how she felt around his cock. He twitched inside her and pulled almost all the way out before forcing himself back inside her, quicker and quicker as he twitched more and was soon over come with a need for release. He moved quicker still with shallower strokes. As he felt it happen, he moved his cock deep inside her and remained there, twitching and squirting his hot cum. When he was spent, he withdrew wetly and collapsed at her side.
‘That was amazing. Perfect end to our holiday. I can’t believe I have to go to work tomorrow’
‘Poor baby’, Em remarked.
‘I’m so hard done by ain’t I?’
‘You’re so hard... that’s for sure’ Em answered cheekily.