Midsummer Night

"Hey! You're back!"

Matt grinned as Melinda and Candy came in. The chauffeur followed with several bags.

"Looks like you girls had a good time," Rich smiled.

"You boys seem to have enjoyed yourselves too."

Malinda shook her head, half amused, half annoyed at the mess in the living room. Bowls of popcorn, wafers, nachos, cans of soda and a box of pizza with one slice remaining littered the room.

"The game just got over – we were going to clean up," her husband said hurriedly.

Melinda arched an eyebrow. "Anyway, it looks like you guys won't be having dinner," she said.

Matt looked alarmed. "Mom! We ate all of this stuff ages ago!" he protested.

"I'm just teasing you, sweetie," his mother laughed. "You boys clean up while Candy and I put all this stuff away, then we can have dinner."

"Candy! Show us your dress!" Matt said eagerly. Before Candy could say anything, Melinda intervened.

"Of course not, Matt – it's a surprise."

"But Mom – Homecoming's a whole week away!" Matt objected. "C'mon, Candy."

Candy glanced at Melinda and smiled at Matt. "Saturday," she said, and Matt groaned.

"Stop ganging up on me!"

"The sooner you learn you'll always be outnumbered by them, the better it'll be for you," his father advised. "It'll save you the trouble of arguing – and apologizing."

Laughing, they all went in to dinner.

After dinner, Matt looked at Candy with a gleam in his eye. "Let's walk in the garden for a bit," he said.

His parents wandered off to the living room, arms around each other's waists.

As soon as they were outside, Matt turned to Candy. "Okay – you have to give me a make-up kiss now," he said, a devilish grin on his face.

"Wait – what?"

"Yeah – you sided with Mom and didn't show me your dress so now you owe me a kiss." He folded his arms across his chest and waited, smirking.

"Shut up!" Candy said.

Matt advanced slowly and she backed away, giggling, till her back was to a pillar.

"Where will you go now?" Matt placed his hands on the pillar on either side of her head, leaning in to her. He moved closer till their bodies were touching, and Candy's breathing quickened.

"Matt – your parents – they're right inside – what if they see us?"

"So? They know we're dating, they know you're my girlfriend, and they're not kids, baby. They probably know we're having sex too."

"What?!" Candy squeaked.

"C'mon, Mom got you on the pill, right? So obviously…" Matt paused, enjoying the blush staining Candy's cheeks. "Now quit stalling and pay up, princess."

He leaned in still closer, his lips a mere hairs-breadth away from hers. Candy looked up at him, a mischievous glint in her eye. Then, quick as lightning, she dodged under his arm and ran off down the pathway, giggling helplessly.

"Minx!" Laughing, Matt set off in pursuit.

Candy ran down the curving path, glancing over her shoulder teasingly. She came to the little summerhouse that stood just out of sight of the house and ducked inside, Matt close behind her. Candy stood with her back against the door, panting and laughing as Matt advanced.

"Caught you, princess," he murmured, lowering his head to hers. Her laughter died as lust coiled in her belly. She ran her hands up his chest, raising her head for his kiss. His lips were hot and firm on hers, plundering and demanding, and Candy responded with an equal hunger. Matt's hands came up to cover her breasts, stroking her nipples through her blouse.

"Ohh…!" Candy gasped as he began walking them backwards to the chaise-lounge, his lips never breaking contact with hers. Matt sat with her straddling him, his tongue invading her mouth to mate with hers. He deftly undid the buttons of her blouse, pushing it off her shoulders. He broke the kiss to look down with glittering eyes at her round breasts encased in frothy cream lace.

"You're so sexy, baby," he said huskily. "So perfect…"

Matt's big hands cupped her ass, pulling her forward. Her skirt rode high up on her thighs till he could see her matching lace panties.

"Fuckk…" Matt rocked her against the hard bulge in his jeans, making her arch back and moan. She fumbled with his shirt, needing to feel his satin-smooth skin.

"I wanna see your breasts, Candy," he whispered thickly. "Show me…"

Candy pulled her breasts out of their lacy confines, and Matt's eyes darkened with desire.

"Sexy…" He rubbed his thumbs on the hard tips. Candy cried out, clutching his broad shoulders. "Take off your skirt, baby," he commanded softly.

Candy slipped off his lap to shed her skirt as Matt tugged off his shirt.

"That too," he said, indicating her panties. Candy rolled off the lace panties and stepped towards him, the expression on his face making her feel incredibly sexy. She straddled him again boldly, scooting forward till she could rub herself on his hardness.

"Candy…you're killing me!" Matt groaned.

She lowered her head to nuzzle his neck, loving the feel of him, the taste of him. Matt gripped her ass firmly, moving her against him.

"Hold your breasts together for me," he panted. "I wanna lick your tits."

His tongue flicked over her nipples in fast strokes as he thrust at her.

"Matt…Matt…I want you…fuck me…" Candy gasped, fumbling with his belt.

"I want you too, babe, I want you so bad…"

He undid his belt and unzipped his jeans with remarkable speed, rapidly shedding them and his briefs. He was rock-hard, a bead of precum glistening at the tip of his shaft.

"Candy, baby, pleasure yourself with my cock," he urged hotly. "I wanna see it…I want you to see it…"

Candy took his throbbing, pulsing cock in her hand, squeezing him lightly.

"Fuckk…" Matt breathed as she teased her clit with his cock, her legs spread wide.

"Ohh…Matt…" Candy moaned softly, trembling as she pleasured herself.

"Watch us, baby…"

Candy looked down as Matt probed at her entrance.

"Say it, princess," he panted, looking down as well.

"Matt…fuck me…fast…hard…" She said it almost in plea. Matt gripped her hips to steady her and thrust hard into her. Their cries of pleasure mingled as he moved in and out of her, harder and faster, till at last they both fell over the edge.