TEST DRIVE: A Night of Forbidden Desire

Perhaps it was Vonda who lowered her face, or perhaps it was Max who raised his, or perhaps they silently agreed, without speaking, to move closer together. Regardless of these three possibilities, only one thing was certain. The kiss happened.

The meeting of their lips lasted only a few seconds before they began to move in unison. They kissed, nibbled, and pecked, each taking turns. Over and over again. But more than that, it did not take long for their touch to ignite something else.

Vonda’s hand, which had first been lifted by a small bulge under Max’s thin shirt, eventually found its way back there. She gripped the fabric tightly as Max’s lips skillfully explored hers.

Max had originally intended for the kiss to be tender, but his brain seemed to be failing him. It was obvious from his eagerness that he was enjoying the exchange with Vonda’s lips.

Starting with a nibble on Vonda’s lower lip, he moved to a deeper exploration of her upper lip, and finally teased the corner of her mouth with the tip of his tongue. A warm and wet caress, Max’s tongue trailed sensually across Vonda’s lips.

Vonda gasped and parted her lips invitingly to welcome Max’s promised touch. She allowed his tongue to penetrate the space of her mouth, sending a shiver down her body to her toes. Unconsciously, she moved closer to Max.

Max could feel Vonda’s reaction to his touch. So, it was not surprising when he released the hand he had been holding. His hands began to explore and venture into different areas.

By cupping the back of Vonda’s neck, Max gained better access to explore the depths of her mouth. He traced each tooth, pushing deeper and welcoming the warmth inside.

Two tongues met and intertwined, turning the kiss into a searing sensation that ignited both.

Max moaned. The fiery kiss and the roaming hands finding Vonda’s round curves were an intoxicating mix. As his lips continued to savor Vonda’s, one of his hands cupped her bottom.

“Ah.”

A moan escaped Vonda as Max pulled his lips away and, unable to resist any longer, shifted his attention to caressing her skin. Wet trails traced down her cheek, moved to the side of her face, and then traveled to her neck.

It was then that Max realized the limitations of their current position. So, he moved. Rising from the sofa, he quickly took advantage of Vonda’s willingness and, without hesitation, pushed himself onto her.

Moving on instinct, Vonda surrendered as Max settled on top of her. Their legs parted, allowing Max to find his place between them. They moved closer, their bodies pressed together.

Max’s weight made Vonda sigh. His wet kisses on her neck caused her to lift her head high, closing her eyes as she savored his lips worshipping her.

Vonda’s soft moans only fueled Max’s desire. The passion inside him surged. With his lips and tongue savoring the sensation of Vonda’s slender neck, Max’s hands began to roam again.

Max’s first target, of course, were Vonda’s breasts. His hands cupped them from the outside, slightly hindered by her pajamas and bra, but he could still feel their softness.

He squeezed firmly, rhythmically, making Vonda’s moans grow louder in response to his touch.

Satisfied by Vonda’s impotent response to his touch, Max’s hands shifted. He slowly descended, stopping at her thighs, his touch featherlight, causing Vonda to unconsciously hold her breath.

Vonda’s heart raced as she waited for Max’s next touch and his fingers moved. He lifted the edge of her pajama suit, creating a path for his fingers to enter, sending electrifying sensations across Vonda’s sensitive skin.

Max’s fingers moved gently and lightly, as soft and delicate as a breeze brushing against feathers. They glided in caresses and touches that caused Vonda to unconsciously grasp Max’s shoulders.

Vonda’s reaction spurred Max to venture further. Moving higher and then… stopping.

Max made a difficult decision. He stopped his exploration right at the base of Vonda’s thigh. He stayed there, which actually made him dizzy. But Max felt he had to do it. He had to stop because …

“Vonda.”

Vonda sensed that something was wrong. Just as she felt the tremors of his touch stop, Vonda cleared her foggy mind and looked at Max.

“Max.”

Vonda could see Max’s expression harden. His eyes were filled with a multitude of emotions she could not quite comprehend.

Max took a deep breath and tried to calm himself before he spoke, looking directly into Vonda’s eyes.

“L-let’s stop here, okay?”

It was clear that Max was struggling to speak. His voice was hoarse and raspy. But it left Vonda confused.

“What do you mean?” Vonda swallowed, different thoughts racing through her mind, causing her to worry.

Maybe Max doesn’t think I’m a decent girl. Maybe Max …

“I didn’t bring my wallet.”

The negative thoughts immediately disappeared from Vonda’s mind and she looked at Max.

“Sorry?” Vonda blinked. “You didn’t bring your wallet?”

Grinning, Max nodded. “I thought I was just coming over to fix the sink. So I didn’t bring my wallet.”

Vonda’s face turned red. The earlier worries were replaced by even worse thoughts.

He didn’t think to give me money after we were like this on the sofa, did he? Is he … he … going to pay me? He …

“And even if I had my wallet, I’m not even sure there’s a condom in it.”

Once again, Vonda’s negative thoughts were dispelled, this time causing her to burst out laughing.

“Hahaha!”

Max balanced his weight on one elbow, putting some distance between them. His forehead furrowed.

“Why are you laughing all of a sudden?”

“Hahaha!” Vonda tried to hold back her laughter for a moment. “I thought you were going to give me money after we kissed like that. Turns out it’s just for a condom.”

“Huh?” Max almost wanted to slap Vonda. “How could you downplay the importance of a condom like that? What year do you think this is? A condom … is one of the tokens of appreciation a guy can give a girl.”

Vonda laughed again at Max’s rant. “Ah, of course you’re thinking about all the safety.”

“I can’t do this if you’re worried about getting pregnant later.”

Vonda’s eyes met Max’s. “I just finished my period yesterday, so there’s no chance of getting pregnant. The percentage is low.”

“Huh?”

Max stared, then blinked, as if trying to bring himself back to consciousness.

Hang on, Max. Hang in there. Don’t be an idiot. There are already too many idiots in this world.

“It’s just… I can’t continue if you’re worried that I’m not clean.”

Vonda blinked once. “You’re not clean?”

Max’s eyes widened for a moment. “You’re so direct. I am clean. Do you think I’m some kind of casual relationship addict?”

“So?” Vonda asked. “Are you the one who is worried that I might not be clean?”

“Ah… I… well…”

Surely that was not Max’s thought. Rather, he did not want to make Vonda regret her actions. Before, Max’s only concern was that what he was about to do might make Vonda regret it. Exactly that. And this time Vonda blinked twice and looked at Max a little awkwardly.

“You know, I’ve never been in an intime relationship before…”

Max fell silent. He could only stare at Vonda, who spoke softly, her cheeks turning a faint pink. Blushing. Meanwhile, her eyes darted in another direction, seemingly uncomfortable with the discussion.

It was as if a colorful bomb had exploded in Max’s eyes, making it almost impossible for him to see.

“So,” Vonda continued. “I also…”

“Stop, Von,” Max interrupted suddenly.

Vonda’s eyes, which had briefly looked away while she spoke, now returned to Max. But before she could ask what he meant; Max interrupted.

“Don’t be so cute,” Max grumbled. “I’m getting… getting…”

Oh, never mind!

Max could not speak anymore. It seemed that his mouth had suddenly become a speech impediment for a moment. Because something else had unexpectedly become a priority. Um… like kissing Vonda, for example.

Vonda was surprised. For a moment, she waited for Max to continue, but the next moment, she found his lips landing on hers in a passionate embrace.

Vonda’s chest immediately tightened. She tried to steal one last breath before Max’s kiss turned her whole body into chaos.

Max’s lips pressed against Vonda’s with fervor, with a sense of urgency, without restraint. Vonda’s blushing face crossed Max’s mind as he closed his eyes and savored the softness of her lips.

That rosy, pink face was enticing. Sweetly seductive. It made Max unable to resist the urge to kiss her.

Max opened Vonda’s mouth and, without warning, pulled her warm tongue into his mouth. Once inside, Vonda’s tongue became the object of Max’s persistent kisses. He caressed her tongue, applying gentle pressure that made Vonda moan softly. He gave her playful bites, then tasted her at will.

Vonda closed her eyes tightly, convinced that if she opened them, she’d see her surroundings spinning.

Every kiss her tongue received made Vonda more restless. And Max’s hand, still under her pajamas, only added to her confusion.

With a low growl, Max pulled away. Vonda’s eyes fluttered open as she realized that Max had quickly removed the undershirt he had been wearing. The shirt was nowhere to be seen.

Then, without asking, Max grabbed the edge of Vonda’s pajamas. This caused Vonda to reflexively lift herself up, allowing Max to remove her pajamas.

Max was stunned to see Vonda lying beneath him. A little embarrassed, she crossed her arms over her chest, which was still covered by her bra.

Of course. That part would always be fascinating. Strangely enough, the submissive and blushing expression on Vonda’s face enchanted Max even more. He could not hold back any longer.

Max approached Vonda once more. Their lips met again. And as they exchanged passionate kisses, Max happily used his hand to caress Vonda’s breasts. Again and again, causing Vonda to reflexively lift one of her legs and drape it over Max’s body. She tried to pull him closer, clinging to him tightly.

Vonda’s bra was discarded the next minute. Followed by Vonda’s tantalizing moan as Max immediately lowered his mouth to tease one of her nipples that had become erect from his earlier caresses.

Vonda’s hands gripped Max’s soft hair. Her eyes were squeezed shut. She moaned loudly. Everything came together perfectly as Max’s mouth sucked on her nipple, playing with it with his tongue and sucking hard.

While his mouth performed heady maneuvers on Vonda’s breasts, his hand was not to be outdone. Max’s fingers wandered, caressing Vonda’s thighs. He found a strap that formed a ribbon-like pattern along her hip.

Max had noticed it before. Now he wanted to see it again. Releasing Vonda’s nipple from his mouth, he lowered his head and planted small kisses along Vonda’s stomach. Until his lips stopped over her femininity. Her femininity was covered by a small piece of underwear, adorned with ribbon-like straps on either side. As Max looked down, Vonda bit her lower lip.

“I… I just accidentally wore the fishnets again tonight.”

As if that needed an explanation from Vonda. Still, Max grinned. The fishnet underwear did not exactly hide Vonda’s femininity. On the contrary, it left more to the imagination.

Both of Max’s hands moved. Gently pulling down the fishnet panties while Vonda lifted her hips slightly. A minute later, when Max pressed against her again, not a single thread clung to their bodies. This time they both felt so… liberated and free.

Max teased every nerve in Vonda’s body. Kissing her lips. Sucking her neck. Nibbled her nipple.

Vonda responded with teasing of her own. Scratching gently down Max’s back. Playfully nibbling his shoulder. Tugging at his hair.

Anxiety surged through Vonda. She was anxious, unable to do anything but spread her legs wider, trying to pull Max closer, offering the moisture beneath her for him to experience.

Max’s hand moved. Down. Toward Vonda’s femininity, now intensely ready for him. Warm, wet and… Max inserted a finger.

“Argh.”

Vonda arched her back suddenly under Max’s body, feeling the sensation of Max’s finger inside her. Max clenched his jaw, his gaze intense and focused.

Max swallowed hard. His finger had barely entered her, but he felt like he was about to explode. What if… what if…

Vonda could feel Max’s masculinity becoming fully erect. It was clearly felt against her abdomen, arousing her primal desires.

As Max’s finger entered Vonda, she almost went wild with need. It made her, consciously or not, reach for Max’s masculinity.

Max was astonished. As his finger moved inside Vonda, he found Vonda’s fingers grasping his masculinity. Her gentle fingers stroked his head, adding a touch of moisture before moving slowly.

Good Lord! For a moment, Max feared he would explode before they even started.

“Shall we go into the bedroom, Von?” Max struggled to ask.

Frankly, Max really wanted to enjoy this night. The sofa had its appeal, no doubt. But this time Max wanted to fully explore Vonda’s sensuality.

The sofa could wait its turn, Max promised himself.

It seemed that’s what Vonda wanted as well. She nodded.

Max stood up and lifted Vonda off the sofa, and she was surprised to find herself being carried by Max.

Without hesitation, Vonda wrapped both of her legs around Max’s waist. Holding on tight as Max took a step forward, Vonda felt something. Specifically, the head of Max’s masculinity brushing against her private parts.

Max’s step stopped instantly. They locked eyes. As if their minds could read each other’s intentions, Vonda’s hand, which had initially encircled Max’s neck, began to descend. Sliding between their bodies, it found Max’s masculinity and directed it to her private area. At that moment, Max thrusted forward.

“Oh!”

Vonda closed her eyes and immediately tilted her head back as Max’s masculinity thrust forcefully into her.

“Good Lord.”

Max hissed, feeling the warmth inside. The sensation was intense and tight.

Ah! It seemed the bedroom could wait its turn as well.

Vonda pushed her body closer to Max’s as he clenched his jaw and began to move his hips. Max’s hand moved down and held Vonda tightly to her buttocks. It was an appropriate choice, as he could also squeeze her while his masculinity moved in and out of Vonda.

“Oh, Max.”

Vonda closed her eyes and grabbed Max’s hair. Her face nestled in the curve of Max’s shoulder, surrendering to every movement he made.

Max became even more driven, feeling how Vonda enchanted him. Inside her, the muscles seemed to grip him tightly. It was an addictive sensation that forced Max to push harder.

Max’s hands kneaded Vonda’s buttocks, guiding the lower part of her body to move in sync with his own rhythmic thrusts. The speed of his hips increased, getting stronger and faster. In and out, again and again. A rhythm that seemed to add a sweet melody to their passion.

Passion?

Max froze.

Maybe it wasn’t that serious, but oh my goodness!

For some reason, Max felt like his entire body was being pulled into the vortex called Vonda. He wanted to feel every sensation of Vonda imprinted on every nerve in his body. He truly wanted to experience every part of her to the very last drop. This only fueled Max’s determination to satisfy Vonda even more.

“Max.”

Vonda’s soft moans calling his name made Max groan. He thrust deeper and harder, over and over again.

“Oh, Max.”

All these sensations made Vonda feel completely overwhelmed. The fullness and intensity inside her, the strong grip on her buttocks and the contact between Max’s testicles and the underside of her buttocks. Everything blended perfectly and made Vonda feel adored.

Vonda tightened her grip and pressed her soft breasts against Max’s chest. She squeezed tighter when she felt Max move slightly, shifting their positions slightly, and he thrust again. This time his movement hit Vonda’s sensitive spot inside her.

“Max!”

Vonda’s voice grew louder as she pulled at Max’s hair.

Max knew he had found Vonda’s tender spot. He thrust repeatedly, eliciting moans, sighs and cries from Vonda that grew louder.

Sweat sprayed and trickled along their skin. Vonda and Max clung to each other, not caring how long they had been like this, standing in the middle of the room. They worshipped each other with equal need.

Sweat poured down and soaked their naked bodies. The next moment, as Vonda began to tire after screaming twice in Max’s embrace, she felt the same sensation again. The tingling that would bring her to the peak of pleasure once again.

“Vonda.”

Max’s voice sounded strained. His breathing became faster and harder. It all intensified with each thrust he made, stronger and faster, over and over again.

Wet, warm, and slippery. All the sensations of Vonda’s femininity truly caressed Max’s masculinity.

It was a temptation. A seduction that could not be put into words. In the form of a grip and warmth that Max could not resist.

Max surrendered. Finally, as the orgasm Vonda felt echoed through him, he decided to let go.

With one last thrust, Max pushed hard until his masculinity met Vonda’s cervix. She screamed long and loud for the third time. Then she felt Max’s masculinity twitch inside her.

“Oh, Vonda.”

Vonda’s head fell on Max’s shoulder. She could not speak. She felt completely drained.

“Good God, Max.”

Vonda’s chest rose and fell gently against Max’s. She was trying to catch her breath after three waves of pleasure had nearly blinded her. Max, too, was trying to calm himself after the orgasmic onslaught that had just hit him.

“Wow.”

Max did not want to, but he could not help but chuckle. Which was immediately met with Vonda’s laughter.

“We really are hopeless,” Vonda said playfully. She pulled her face away slightly to look into Max’s eyes. “We can’t even make it to the bedroom without losing control.”

Max’s chuckle gradually faded, replaced by a smile as he looked at Vonda’s disheveled but strangely radiant face. What made him proud was that all of this had happened because of him.

Vonda returned Max’s smile, equally captivated by his handsome, disheveled face. He was truly tempting, and without hesitation, Vonda cupped both of Max’s cheeks.

Max remained still. He did not move as Vonda’s face drew closer, his eyes slowly closing. Just a moment before Vonda’s lips met his, gently sealing the kiss, Max felt a flutter in his heart.

It felt… indescribable to Max.

It felt just right.

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