to stay.”
Karen decided to ignore Maddy’s cheeky suggestion to “enjoy herself” and went up to Cole’s front door. Cole opened the door and turned to face Karen.
“Well,” said Karen, a little nervously, “I guess this is goodnight.”
Cole laughed. “Goodnight?” he chuckled, “you’re not walking home alone in the dead of night dressed like that, not in these temperatures, at least.”
“So, if I sleep with you,” Karen asked him in one last challenge, “I get a nice, warm place to stay for the night?”
“You wouldn’t have come all this way with me just to crash on the couch,” Cole replied smoothly, his bad boy smile melting away the last of Karen’s inhibitions.
Karen had chosen to take the plunge, and that meant going all the way with this virile daredevil. She leaned in close to him and gave her answer.
“Deal,” She whispered.
Cole took a step forward and kissed Karen. Karen felt a rush of excitement surge through her chest, and she closed her eyes as Cole pulled her in close. She embraced him back, running her hands across his muscular body. Cole reached down and hooked his hands behind Karen’s knees, making her yelp as she was hoisted up into the air. Karen wrapped her arms around Cole’s neck and her legs behind his back, entrusting her body to him as he carried her inside, pushing the front door shut and walking down the front hall to a ground-floor bedroom.
Karen dropped her handbag onto the carpet as Cole shut the door and deposited her on the bed. Cole took off his jacket and then stripped off his shirt as Karen removed her heels and rolled up her dress. Cole pulled his pants down and kicked off his remaining clothes as Karen eased her panties down her legs and flicked them away with her foot.
Cole now bent down to claim his prize, and Karen grabbed him with both arms, allowing him to hoist her up a second time. Unbidden, she began to undulate her hips, rubbing her bare pussy up and down Cole’s muscular stomach like a stripper in heat, surprising both herself and her date. Karen’s erotic motions excited Cole even further, and he leaned forward so both of them fell onto the bed. Karen yelped in surprise and giggled like a horny schoolgirl at Cole taking the initiative with such masculine vigor.
It was nearly pitch black, so Karen could only see Cole’s silhouette towering over her in the dark. A week ago, she would have been horrified at the idea of spreading her legs for a guy she’d met 15 minutes ago; and yet that was exactly what she was doing. She was lying flat on her back with her legs apart. Her cocktail dress was hiked up past her hips, and her panties were on the floor of this mysterious man’s bedroom. A tiny whisper of doubt continued to nag her through the excitement of the moment, begging her not to surrender her body to this stranger.
She felt Cole’s cock, a dome of flesh pressing against the lips of her womanhood. There was a slick, wet sensation down below as male and female flesh made contact. All the time Karen had been flirting with Cole, her pussy had been making ready to receive him. But the realization that she was about to be deflowered only hit her at that moment. The doubt became a flash of panic. Was it too late to say no? She had to make a decision, quickly.
Without a word, Cole made the decision for her. He pushed his cock in between Karen’s lower lips, squeezing his rock-solid manhood inside her. Karen tensed up at the extremely tight fit, trying to suppress the growing pain of being penetrated for the first time. Then Cole made a sudden, hard thrust with his hips, grunting audibly with the exertion. His manhood was driven home, plunging all the way in his conquest until their crotches touched.
Karen cried out in pain as the male force inside her tore through her hymen and filled her right up to her cervix. She felt a giant anchor that had held her firmly in a place of mental