Trey held me close and I could feel the hardness of his muscled body against my breasts. My nipples began to stiffen under my slinky dress and I could feel the outline of a stiff cock against me. I began to grind his bulge as he worked it into me on the dance floor. He was a great kisser and soon his mouth was mashed against mine, our tongues entwining, probing.

I whispered for him to take me home. The moment we entered is apartment I could feel his hand slide towards my round ass and slide my dress up so he could caress the skin of each smooth asscheeks. Then he picked me up with one hand under my butt. He literally scooped me up and lay me on his bed. I sat up on the bed and began to unbutton his silk shirt. I lightly dragged my long fingernails nails down his manly chest and across his chiseled stomach.

He slid my panties aside and began to tease his tongue around my pussy. Sliding his large, long tongue into my pussy, I gasped and pulled his head in closer.

I was so wet. I wanted to feel him inside me deep. HE climbed on top of me, spreading my long, heel-clad legs into a V and then plunging his manhood within the apex, the center of my heat.

My sex throbbed as his thick cock pulsed in and out of me. He lowered his head to my breast and dragged his tongue across their peaks. He pulled my arms over my head, claiming me powerfully. I felt so little compared to his strength. I was so vulnerable. HE took a pillow with the other hand and I lifted my ass as he placed it underneath my hips. Now, he entered me even deeper and I moaned. He let my arms go and I raked his back and strong shoulders with my hands.

I felt totally possessed by his very strength. He rolled me over on top of him. My long hair fell down as I spread my legs, impaling myself onto his prick. He watched me intently as I engulfed him over and over. Trey reached for my breasts, pinching my erect nipples and I came, shuddering. He did not allow me pause but lifted me at the waist on top of him, fucking me until he emptied his cum into me.

We kissed. Remnants of our passion were everywhere. Clothes strewn wildly about, juices staining the sheets, the very room smelled deeply of sex. Our anniversary date was just like the very night we had met. It was planned perfectly and carried out lovingly.