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They had long since forgotten they were in the backseat of the care at the drive-in. And they had started out innocently enough öholding hands, snuggling together, a quick kiss.... It had been that kiss which had led them to this moment. That one quick taste had led to another and another... until they could no longer get enough of each other.
Hungry nips and long, sensuous twinings of tongues kept their mouths occupied as hands began to wander. Tommy's hands smoothed down Kimberly's back and began tugging her clingy tee out of the waistband of her jeans. Kim's spared a hand from where she held onto Tommy to drift between their bodies, skimming up over the green fabric, parting buttons and gliding over the smooth, muscled plains hidden underneath. Her fingers found the tiny points of his nipples, and she flicked at them with her nails, causing him to moan in her mouth.
His hands ascended under her shirt, glossing over taut flesh until he found that which he sought: the tempting swell of her breast. He kneaded the delicious mound gently, then, with his thumb, teased the stiff peak to further hardness, and he swallowed her every exclamation of delight as he continued to ravage her mouth.
Kim wanted more. Her breasts ached with the need to feel Tommy's lips upon them, but her greedy mouth would not surrender his. She whimpered with frustration. Her hips had begun a gentle undulation, thrusting with burgeoning need against her boyfriend, the growing heat between her legs demanding friction and appeasement. She was consumed to with the urge to know if Tommy felt the same.
Her hand abandoned the expanse of his chest and wandered lower, trailing down his rippling abs to the constricting waistband of his jeans. From there, her questing digits explored lower, discovering the solid ridge of male flesh she had so hoped to find. She squeezed him through the denim, and Kim was hard-pressed not to smile.
Even as Kimberly's hand had made its descent to fondle his denim-imprisoned erection, Tommy's hand dropped from its delightful perch upon her bosom, where he had at last scooped her quivering globed from their lace-trimmed prison, to slide lower, seeking out the core of her desire. His hand delved between her legs, cupping her sex. Kim ground herself fervently against the heel of his hand, her hungry womanhood craving satisfaction. And he craved the satisfaction of feeling her heat and wetness against his fingertips.
The lovers were of the same mind with what should happen next. No words were spoken as their mouths were still joined in a bruising kiss. Kim ceased stroking Tommy to cling to him more tightly, and he released his purchase on her to unfasten her jeans and work them down the curve of her hips. Eagerly, his fingers sought his prize, parting the brunette's folds and dipping into her heated well. He was rewarded with a deep moan, which he drank down as greedily as he would her juices.
Kim rocked against his fingers as enthusiastically as he plumbed her womanhood, but she wanted more. And he sensed it. His hands found a purchase on her middle as her hands went in search of his waistband. Their tongues continued to dance as she parted snap and zipper, freeing his throbbing rod. But she didn't stop there. She also forced the jeans down his hips. With his help, she succeeded in peeling them off. Then, he lifted her onto his lap, and she straddled his thighs, lowering herself onto his long, slender pole.
The urgency of their kisses intensified, punctuated by gasps of pleasure that slipped out as their bodies moved together in a heated rhythm that had the blood pounding in their veins. Tommy glided in and out of Kim's willing depths with relish, and she pressed herself more tightly to him, the hardened peaks of her breasts boring into the silken flesh of his chest. His tongue began mirroring the movement of his cock, thrusting into her mouth even as he thrust into her pussy. And she seconded his every move, meeting both invasions eagerly.
It was difficult to maintain the kiss as both their bodies strained towards release, but neither would give it up. When at last the moment arrived, they swallowed each other's cries as he poured into her and she bathed him with her warm, sweet juices. Long, happy moments passed as they continued to rock together as they eased back from their climaxes. And slowly, reluctantly, so eased their torrid kiss.
"Hey! You guys about done in there? It's getting cold out here!"
A knock at the window accompanied the shout, shaking the two out of their blissful haze, recalling them to the fact that at the onset of their kiss, they hadn't been alone.
"Omigosh!" Kim yelped, blushing furiously as they both quickly shrugged their clothing back into place. Just as they settled back into their respective seats, the car doors opened.
"What are you guys doing out there?" Tommy asked lamely.
"Hormone spikes are one thing, bro," Jason began with a good-natured grin as he resumed his seat behind the wheel.
"Making out with your girlfriend is another," Zack concluded as he also re-entered the car, slipping into the backseat with the sheepish couple. This time, however, he firmly planted himself in the middle, separating the two. He was impervious to the scowls cast his way.
"Why didn't you guys say something to stop us," Kim asked.
In the front seat, Trini laughed, "I doubt Goldar and a legion of Putties could have broken that up. That was some kiss."
Both teens unconsciously licked their tender, swollen lips.
"How are we going to be able to watch the second feature?" Billy complained with exasperation, rubbing futilely at the windshield. "The windows are all steamed up."