My illumination were out, I lit a candela, and Lana Del Rey's"organic structure electric automobile"was softly playing from my laptop on the nightstand. I was lounging on my back with my implements of war and legs sprawled over the large bed. It was peaceful and tranquil just laying here. No one else was home ; no one was here to bother me, to agitate me from my fleeting trance. I felt the bed movement and shingle, and my eyes opened wide. I looked left, and he was future to me, Leo, my unspoiled guy friend, and he laid down succeeding to me.
"Hey, you,"he whispered with a smile.
"Hey,"I said nervously."Umm, what are you doing here ?"
He laughed."You always complained about how I never come to see you, so I came to see you."
"well you could have at least knocked. It's one in the morning time !"A shiver suddenly ripped through me, and I realized that my pocket-sized wax light wasn't doing anything for me. Leo pulled the screening up to my legs and inched closer to me, his face just in from mine."Why did you add up here so late anyway ?"
"I just wanted to see my best missy friend in the whole world."He placed his hand on my arm and started rubbing it softly, warming me up with his touch. Something ignited in me, and I couldn't tell if it was just lovingness or lust… But it was exciting. And all from his ghost.
We sat there for a few more minutes just talking and laughing quietly, Lana Del Rey still serenading us in the background. Then something happened. When we stopped talking, Lana's representative became lubricious, crazed, and we both felt the change in atmosphere in the elbow room. The candle flickered wildly, and we just sat in the motionlessness, silently trying to read each other. His fingers trailed across my skin still, still shooting galvanizing current through me, setting my body on fire. The tension was there, it was intense, and it was going to relegate soon. His digit traced from my wrist up retiring my articulatio cubiti, to my articulatio humeri and stopped on my mentum, holding my nous in place so I could look him in the eye. Before I could reject, he leaned forward an inch and pressed his sass against mine. They were warm and entire, and he kissed me softly. I felt so overwhelm and flood out. His manus wrapped around my waist, his fingertips dragging across the hide that he passed to get there. His fond hands fondled with the bottom of my shirt and the waistline of my drawers, and his tongue licked around my sass, begging them to percentage. When they did—or when I allowed them to—our tongues danced together playfully, twirling around each early and fighting for dominance. But I didn't want to dominate. I wanted him to dominate me, to construct me his, and to consume me and this burning at the stake desire that I had.
He flipped me over and pose me on my back, his organic structure pressed against me. He placed himself between my peg and continued kissing me, softly biting and tugging on my buff lip and moving my arms and pinning them above my head word. It was getting hotter in the room, even when he pulled his lips away from mine and stared hungrily into my oculus. He moved down and slue himself further down my body, touching and feeling me all over. As his workforce came down, he started tugging at my shorts, slowly sliding them off. When I lifted my lower body so the shorts could come off, he ripped them off swiftly and abruptly spread my legs astray undefendable.
"You're not wearing underclothing,"he said seductively. He kissed my second joint repeatedly before he came to my sacred bedroom. He opened my backtalk and started liking, and I moaned loudly. In the back of my mind, something shouted, what the Hell are you doing, Alice ? But I was doing what I wanted to, what I needed to. And it felt amazing. His tongue flicked and pried through my cryptical astuteness, toying with my body and sending me into frenzy.
As he continued licking around my clit, he slid a finger's breadth into me, pressing deeply inside me, taking his time. When he pulled out, he sighed,"Look at how wet you are, Alice,"and I watched as he slipped his finger's breadth into his mouth and licked it scavenge. It drove me dotty.
He stuck two digit in the second time, and I moaned louder, my body set up to spasm. He used his other handwriting to pin me down and prevent my ramification open, then he leaned forward and dived back between my leg, licking and softly nibbling and pulling my clitoris. But before I could reach my climax, he pulled out and away and came back up to osculate me, his body back between my still widely spreadhead leg. He pulled my shirt up over my head and unlatched my bra, leaving me completely exposed underneath him. I was still a bit cold, so my mamilla were frigidness and rock hard, making them very sensitive to the signature. Nevertheless, Leo's tender fingers fondled them and softly trailed around them, sending more moans ripping from my sass. I wanted to cut to the Salmon P. Chase, just let him have me and take away me.
I sat up abruptly, ripping myself from the osculation and softly panting. I pulled his shirt over his drumhead, slightly stretching it, and reached down to aid remove his pants and underwear. I could feel how surd he was, and I knew that he was ready to go. I was hungry, and my craving was him. I wanted him so badly, and I didn't want to await anymore. When he was completely bare, I pushed him backwards, held on to his member and was ready to please him, but he stopped me midway."No, I want to please you. God, you're so beautiful."He pushed me back onto my book binding, and I plopped down with a sly smile. A few moments passed, and he was above me again, staring into my eyes. Suddenly, I felt something sliding into me, and I knew it was him, with child, hard and dominating, he slowly pushed into me, and I nearly screamed. He was almost too much for me to handle, but it felt too serious, so I let him keep going. He pulled himself out, but then he plunged back into me, deeply and agonizingly. He was so big, bigger than I have ever experienced, but I was a big little girl, and I could cover him. He settled into a slow, stiff rhythm method of birth control and fondled with my breasts at the Saame sentence, pulling long, pleasure-filled moan from behind my lips. Something snapped in us again, and I pulled him closer to me, latching onto his back and digging my nails into him as he started stroking me degenerate and with more force. His fingers reached down and started toying with my clit again, and my optic rolled back. He slowed down a bit and then pulled himself out, kissing me forcefully through gasps for air.
"turning around,"he growled, and I did so obediently, enjoying the pleasure of being dominated. I bent over to my knees and cubitus, looking back at him and his huge, intemperate member. He bent down behind me and held on to my waistline with one helping hand, and as he slid himself into me again, he let out a long, low groan, more like a grunt, that was like music to my ears. It was almost harmonious with Lana's singing in the background, and it relaxed me, relieving the remaining tension in me. With both of his paw on my waist, he began to labor into me, moaning louder and squeezing my articulatio coxae. I bent over and repose my foreland on the bed, exposing my ass for him to see. He squeezed it roughly, lost in the good touch sensation. He pulled my trunk upward and I propped myself up on my hands, and he played with my bounce knocker, squeezing them and tugging on the nipple as he continued thrusting into me. I didn't want him to stop because I was so close to my coming, but he slowed down again and pulled out of me.
He crawled off of the bed and pulled me up by the bridge player, wrapping his hands around my shank as we stood. He pulled my chin up and continued kissing me, his hired hand pawing all over me, from my second joint, to my hips, to my lower rachis, and my ass, squeezing it lightly. Unaware of the wall behind me, I was pushed back into the wall, and he stretched my arms above my heading, kissing me forcefully and biting my broken lip. When he pulled away, my back talk were still parted as if he was going to kiss me again, but he whispered,"So hot."He held me by the shank and turned me around, nearly shoving me into the rampart. Lana was singing in her falsetto, and somehow, I started moaning again just at the auditory sensation of her vocalisation. I was so turned on, and I think my moaning triggered something in him, because all of a sudden, Leo shoved himself into me and immediately started fucking me against the bulwark with no mercy. He propped my leg up for easier access code, ramming himself into me and filling me up with every stroking. My moaning was becoming louder and lazy, and my leg felt like it might give out at any bit. If this is what it feels like to have your brains fucked out, then I would spend the rest of the night happily brainless. I couldn't hold it in any long ; I was about to have the biggest orgasm ever, and the foremost one by another somebody. With his last few stroking, he sped up as my moans grew more intense, and suddenly, something like a switching turned on in me and I exploded, my juice flowing everywhere and I couldn't breather right.
Leo picked me up from off the wall and carried me back over to the bed, seeing how calm I was ; he simply kissed me lightly, on my cheeks, on my lip, on my cervix. He wasn't rough anymore, but I wanted him to be rasping. I wanted to be dirty and tough, even if it was just for this here and now. So I sat up and stared into his eyes, and I said seductively,"I want you to lick my pussy while I suck on your cock."A speedy face of shock crossed his font ; I was never this intimate with him, never this confident. But I knew what I wanted, and I knew what I wanted to do to him.
I flipped us over so that I was on top of him, and I turned around so that my pussy was in full view for him. When I felt his men opening my lips, I lowered myself onto his cock, prepare to plunk in.
It was still hard as a careen, so I immediately slid it into my mouth. My clapper slid across the shaft slowly, and once I reached the tip, I licked it sweetly and innocently as if it were a lollipop, taking it in from every angle. Leo was fingering me and licking me at the Sami clock time until I felt something freezing go into me. I moaned and exclaimed at the same fourth dimension,"What is that ? !"
"It's ice, child, don't worry. You're going to love it."He slid the ice in and out of me, occasionally rubbing it against my clit. It was chilling and stimulating at the Saame time. His tongue, his fingers and the ice were so much to handle, and I started moaning wildly as I was blowing him. I slid his whole hammer in and out of my sass rhythmically, letting my tongue graze across the tip quickly. We both started to cod each other and pluck up our speeds, he was fingering me with two fingers and I was playing with his balls and sucking his cock as fast as I could. Before either of us could eat up, I turned myself around and straddled him, my workforce on his coxa and my eyes locked on him. I was taking charge now, and I slid myself onto his with child member, both sets of my lips parting with satisfaction and a long moan running from my sass. I held onto him for bread and butter and he held my slope as an aid as I began to softly grind on him. We were both moaning, his centre were halfway shut, and my back arched. I leaned forward and kissed him, accidentally biting his lip from pleasure. He whispered in my ear,"You can do skillful than that, child. Fuck me like you mean it."My dead body shivered at the Scripture, it was so coarse and sexy at the Saami time, and I started to stroke faster, hearing our flesh clapping together from the shock. I was moaning into his ear, and my helping hand buried into his shoulder joint. He grabbed onto my breasts and started sucking on them, driving me absolutely mad with pleasure. I couldn't contain it ; the switch inside of me flipped again and I felt myself cum. A few seconds after me, Leo pulled himself out of me and came too, and his semen landed all over us.
I laid on my back next to him, and he looked over at me. We both turned to face each other, and we kissed softly. I felt calm, almost drowsy, and our kisses were a bit lazy. With one last kiss, we cuddled into each other, still naked, and listened to the sound of each other's slowing breather. As I was falling into unconsciousness, I felt Leo plant a subdued kiss on my cheek and whispered,"Goodnight. ”