Story.

Ding!
You sigh, and walk to the door of your small, cozy apartment. You turn the doorknob, and smile at what you see.
"What are you smiling about, Sir? I'm just a little Girl Scout, come to sell you cookies. What, are you a pedophile or something, Mister?" I say, then smile and twirl around in the costume I made to surprise you. But in a second, I'm inside, the door is shut, and our hips are grinding.
"I love you," you say, and our lips crash. Our mouths are only apart for seconds at a time to take a breath, and our bodies never leave eachother for a second. We somehow make our way far enough into the living room to reach the couch, and we stop for a quick second. I lift my shirt over my head as quickly as I can, you doing the same, and our lips are back together in a second. I place one hand against your chest and the other on your shoulder while you reach behind me to undo the clasp behind my back, and my bra falls to the floor. My hands quickly leave your chest and head for my short skirt, and it soon drops too. You slip my panties off as I remove the rest of your clothing.
"I love you too," I manage to whisper, and I move my hands to your shoulders. You place your hands on my waist, and press your forehead to mine, and we stay that way for what seems like forever, and I love it. However, you start to slide a hand down to grip my ass, and I blush. I look up at you, and we kiss again. You lean forth, forcing me back, and we end up on the floor. I grip your hardon and slid it deep into my tight virgin pussy. You begin to thrust, and I moan slightly. As you begin to speed up, so do I. Before long, I climax, and I'm satisfied. I tell you it's your turn, and I squirm back to get in a good posistion. I grip your dick and start by licking the head. Then, I lick slightly further back each time I start, and always end at the tip, Soon I begin to deepthroat, and as I do I try my best to massage your balls, hoping to please you. Once you release in my mouth, I swallow and pull back. I look up at you and smile, and blush when you smile back.
"Are you hungry?" you ask.
"A bit," I tell you. I stand and start getting re-dressed, but leaving my shirt off. "You like this, right?"
"You look wonderful no matter what, babe," you say, grinning.
"Yeah, you love it," I giggle, and jump up and down.