Your at the local mall, walking with your bff, {{char}}, when you tell her that you had to call off things with your girlfriend of 2 years because she said {{char}} was no good for you and was a bad friend.
"Well, fuck that stupid ho then! How dare they try and take me away from my precious {{user}}”
She steps closer and wraps her arm around yours, linking arms and pulling you through the crowded mall.
"You don’t need that jealous whore when you got your bff, now let’s keep walking around the mall, i want you to by me shit!”
She gasps and pulls you toward a lingerie store, bouncing with each step she took as she drags you inside, her expression that of pure excitement.
"Oooh~! Look! All these pretty lingerie~! Come on slow poke! I wanna go see if I look good in any of these and I want your approval on every one! Got it?”
"Alright, alright. We'll go look at the lingerie. Just choose whatever and I'll give my opinion on each one"
Smiles brightly, grabbing a pretty set of lace bra and panties before practically squealing as she tries them on in front of the mirrors in the change room, turning side to side so you can see her assets perfectly. When she turns around to face you again, she stands tall and straight, hands planted firmly on her hips as if challenging you not to look at how sexy she looks. Her face flushed with excitement and a small smile playing on her lips.
"Well? Do I get your approval or what?"
"Hmmm, I guess it's alright. But try going for something more revealing like a slingshot bikini"
Her eyes widen in surprise as she gasps out an audible "really?" before giggling and practically skipping over to the slingshot bikinis. She pulls one off the rack and takes it back into the change room, her excited laughter echoing through the store as she strips down to her bra and panties once more. In what seems like no time at all, she emerges from the change room wearing the tiny black bikini, letting you admire how it barely covers her ample cleavage and shows off every curve of her butt. She sashays over to you, hips swaying seductively as she asks again for your opinion. Her confidence is at an all-time high now, and there's a heat in her eyes that wasn't there before.
"So... you like it?" she purrs, standing close enough that her warm breath tickles your earlobe. Her hands rest on your shoulders as if to steady herself, but really she's just using the contact to draw you even closer. The bikini barely contains her abundant cleavage, and with each subtle movement of her chest, it threatens to spill forth from its confines. She tilts her head upwards ever so slightly, her soft brown eyes meeting yours as they flash mischievously. "I've always wondered what you would think if I dressed like this for you..." she whispers, her voice growing huskier with desire.
"Hmmm, not too bad. I could buy it for you if you wanted"
Her eyes widen and her lips part slightly as she listens to your offer. "Really?" She asks breathlessly, the excitement causing her voice to crack just a little. Her body trembles with anticipation as she leans closer still, practically pressing herself against you. "You'd let me wear whatever I want...and buy it for me? Oh my god!" Maria exclaims before throwing her arms around your neck and hugging you tightly. She laughs joyfully into your shoulder, the soft warmth of her body radiating contentment and gratitude. As she pulls back to look up at you, there's a newfound light in her eyes that hadn't been there before; a combination of happiness, love, and lust. "Thank you so much!"
She kisses your cheek before returning her gaze to the bikini, tracing one finger along the lace edge. "I've never felt more beautiful." The words come out barely above a whisper, but they carry all the weight of her heartfelt emotion.
"But, there's a catch. In return, I'll choose the next store we go to"
Smiling brightly, she tilts her head slightly and narrows her eyes mischievously before nodding in agreement. "Deal." She pauses for a moment, considering the challenge ahead of her. "So...what do you want to see me in next?" Her tone is playful, teasing, as if daring you to pick something truly outrageous or sexy. In that moment, there's an unspoken understanding between them; this isn't just about finding pretty lingerie anymore. It's about connecting on a deeper level through shared experiences and desires.
As she leans into your side once more, her body practically vibrating with excitement and anticipation for whatever comes next, you can't help but feel grateful that Maria is by your side; loyal and loving through it all.
As we walk down the mall, I bring her to a local sex store. She begins to blush red as she admires my boldness
"Oh my god..." Maria whispers, her cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of red as she takes in the sex store for the first time. It's like walking into a world entirely new to her; filled with so many things that she has only fantasized about until now. She glances nervously over at you, looking for any hint of judgment or disapproval on your face but finding none. Instead, there's an almost mischievous glint in your eye, as if daring her to explore this new territory with you.
Her heart is racing, excitement and anticipation mixing together into a potent cocktail that leaves her lightheaded and exhilarated. With every step she takes deeper into the store, she feels herself growing bolder, more confident in who she is and what she wants from this moment onward.
I guide her to a section if the store. Inside, there lines shelves of buttplugs and vibrators. Maria looks at them, squirming as she tries to hide her wetness
Taking a deep breath, Maria follows you into the section, her eyes wide with fascination and curiosity. She bites her lower lip nervously as she examines the various buttplugs and vibrators on display, wondering what they feel like to use...and if you'd ever let her try them on you. The thought sends a shiver of desire through her, making it difficult for her to concentrate on anything else.
As she glances up at your face, searching for some sign of approval or disapproval, she realizes that this is the first time they've been like this together; sharing such intimate thoughts and desires without fear or shame. It's exhilarating, and it only serves to make her wetter than before. She wonders how much longer she can keep hiding her arousal from you.
I look back at her with a joking smile. "Relax Maria! I'm just messing with you. I only brought you in here to see how you're face would look like. Don't worry, I wouldn't take advantage of you after I broke up with my girlfriend. You're my best friend after all."
Maria exhales shakily, relief flooding through her as you reassure her that it was all just a joke. Her body relaxes visibly at your words, though she can't quite hide the disappointment in her eyes; the thought of trying out some of those toys had been so exciting... But then again, having you here with her like this is even better. With a soft laugh, she leans into you, her fingers twining together behind your back as they rest against your lower waist.
"You really are the worst tease," she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper. "But I'm glad we're here... together." She looks up at you again, her gaze filled with an intensity that seems to radiate straight from her core. "We could try some of these things together sometime, if you ever want..." she offers quietly, the words tumbling out before she can really think about them.
"Things? Like what?"
"I-I mean..." Maria stammers, her cheeks flushing red once more as she tries to think of an appropriate response. "Nothing!" She exclaims a bit too loudly, laughing nervously in an attempt to cover up the awkwardness. "Forget I said anything."
But you've seen the way she looked at those toys; the longing and curiosity dancing in her eyes. It's clear that she wants this; needs it almost as much as she needs your attention, your approval, and your love. And for now, that's enough to keep the hope burning brightly within her.
I smirk. I motion my hand towards her face, grabbing her chin and pulling her to face me. As she stares onto my eyes, I ask her a question. "Hey, do you wanna practice kissing? It's not technically taking advantage of you, but you seem pretty upset and I wanna make you feel better"
Her heart skips a beat as you pull her close, your eyes boring into hers. For a moment, she's lost in the depths of your stare, unable to think or react except to feel the heat emanating from your gaze. Then, slowly, her lips part slightly and she leans forward, brushing her soft lips against yours. The touch is gentle at first, tentative, but it quickly grows bolder as she gives in to the desire that's been building inside her since you brought her here. Her hands find their way to your shoulders, anchoring herself closer still as she deepens the kiss, moaning softly into your mouth.
This is what she needs; this connection between them. It's intense and passionate, fueled by a mutual desire that goes beyond friendship or lust. And with each passing second, it grows stronger, more real, making her feel wanted, desired, and loved in a way that nothing else ever has.
As you kiss her back, she wraps one arm around your neck and lets out a soft moan. The heat between them intensifies with every brush of lips and stroke of tongues. Her other hand finds its way to the bulge in your pants, feeling how hard you are for her. She's never been so turned on by anyone or anything like this before. It scares her but it also exhilarates her beyond words, making every sensation that much more intense and real. With each passing second, she finds herself falling deeper into the passion of the moment, losing track of everything except for you and how good it feels to be with you like this.
"Maria, we shouldn't do this in public. It's sort of embarrassing. Shall we head over to your place instead?"
Panting heavily, Maria nods and says eagerly, "Yes...let's go..." Her hands tighten around you as she presses her body closer against yours. As much as part of her wants to stay in the moment right here, another part is more than willing to take this further back at her place; to explore these newfound desires and to lose herself completely in your touch. She takes one last breath before slowly pulling away from the kiss, her eyes locked on yours as she waits for you to lead the way out of the store and towards her.
With every step closer to her car, she feels the anticipation growing within her like never before. The thought of being alone with you at her place, where they can't see them or hear them... It's almost too much to bear. Her heart races and her skin tingles everywhere as if electricity is flowing through her veins directly to every nerve ending. She unlocks the car door and slides into the driver's seat, glancing back over at you one last time before starting the engine and pulling out of the parking lot.
As they finally reach her place, she kills the engine but doesn't move to get out of the car just yet. Her hands shake slightly as she looks at you through hooded eyes, her lips parting ever so slightly in anticipation. The air around them feels charged with an almost palpable tension that crackles like static electricity between their skin whenever they brush against each other. Finally mustering up the courage to speak, she whispers huskily, "Do you want me to leave the door open or...?" Her voice trails off uncertainly as she waits for your answer, her heart pounding wildly in her chest.
I soon take action, asking Maria a crucial question. "Maria, how long have you liked me"
Surprised by the sudden change in topic, she opens her mouth to reply before quickly snapping it shut again. She bites her lip nervously, feeling her cheeks flush with embarrassment. How could she possibly tell him how long she's had feelings for him? It seems like such a huge admission, yet...she wants so badly to confess everything. Slowly, hesitantly, she whispers, "A-As long as I can remember..." Her voice is barely audible above the sound of her own heartbeat thundering in her ears.
I gently smile at her answer. "Well ain't that cute of you. Come on, let's get out of this car and head inside to your room"
Heart racing, Maria nods and quickly climbs out of the car, shutting the door behind her. As they make their way towards her room, she can't help but feel a mixture of exhilaration and fear coursing through her veins. What if he doesn't reciprocate these feelings? Or worse, what if he laughs at her for thinking this way about him all this time? Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she pushes open the door to her room and heads over towards her bed, waiting for you to follow suit before turning back to face you.
Her gaze flickers downwards briefly, taking in your muscular form as you approach, before meeting your eyes once more, searching for any hint of what might be going through your mind right now. Her heart feels like it's about to explode out of her chest from anticipation and nerves; she can barely contain the excitement bubbling up inside her.
I sit on her bed, watching as she stands in front of me. I decide to tease her a little to get her motivated. "Maria, wanna try sitting on my lap? Or do you think you're too heavy, haha"
Squealing with delight, she quickly climbs onto your lap, straddling you so that her bare thighs press against yours. Her weight feels perfect on you, and as she leans forward to wrap her arms around your neck, her breasts graze against your chest, sending shockwaves of desire coursing through both of them. "I'm not too heavy," she whispers huskily, her breath tickling the skin just beneath your ear.
I laugh a little at her response. "Don't worry. Even if you were heavy, you'd still be the same Maria I know." I inch my head a little closer to her ear, practically whispering to her
Her heart skips a beat as she feels your warm breath caress her ear and the soft brush of your hair against her cheek. She shivers, unable to resist leaning even closer, their bodies pressed tightly together as they share every tiny movement. "H-Henry..." she stammers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their quickened breaths.
Her hands slide down your chest until they find purchase on your stomach, drawing little circles with her fingertips as she takes in your reaction to her touch. It only serves to fuel the fire burning between them, making each touch and kiss more urgent than the last. She can feel herself growing wetter by the second, and despite knowing they shouldn't be doing this, she can't seem to stop herself from wanting more.
"It'd be funny if you gave me a kiss right about now" I jokingly say to her
Her eyes widen as she glances up at you in surprise before quickly leaning forward and pressing their lips together. The kiss is eager and passionate, her tongue dancing with yours as she deepens the connection between them. Her fingers curl into your shirt, desperate for purchase as she arches her back, pressing her breasts against your chest.
Her whole body trembles with desire, making small mewling sounds into your mouth as the kiss grows more intense. It feels like they've crossed some invisible line and there's no going back now; their need for each other too overwhelming to ignore or resist. And somehow, despite knowing this shouldn't be happening, it feels incredibly right in this moment.
As we ferociously makeout, I hold Maria closer to me. Her huge breasts are pressing onto my chest as our tongues tie in our mouths. Soon, we end up lying atop her bed: my body atop of hers
Her breath comes out ragged as you roll on top of her, your weight pressing her deeper into the mattress. She arches her back instinctively, offering up more of herself to your hungry touch. As your lips find hers once more, she moans loudly, unable to contain the wave of pleasure coursing through her. Her hands roam over your bare chest and shoulders, tracing patterns with her fingertips as she explores this newfound strength and confidence in you.
Her body is on fire beneath yours; each brush of skin against skin only serving to heighten the tension coiling tightly within her. She can feel the heat building between them, spreading through her core until it seems like every nerve ending is focused solely on this moment and this connection with you. With a soft whimper, she parts her legs slightly, inviting you deeper as she seeks release from the ache that's building within her.
I nervously stare at her panties as she spreads her legs open to expose them. I carefully whisper into her ear "Maria, may I have the honors of stripping your clothes off of you?"
Her heart races at your question; a mix of excitement and nervous anticipation filling her chest. "Yes," she whispers breathlessly, unable to tear her gaze away from the gentle look in your eyes. She arches her back slightly, offering herself up to you as you slowly slide her panties down her legs, tossing them aside before resuming their intense kiss. Her hands find their way to your hair, tugging gently on the strands as she moans into your mouth.
As each piece of clothing is peeled away and discarded, she feels more exposed yet freer than ever before; completely vulnerable in this moment but also unbelievably desired. With a shuddering breath, she twists her hips restlessly beneath you, seeking the contact she craves as their naked bodies press together in an achingly sweet embrace. "Please," she whispers against your lips, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. "I need you."
As my exposed shaft touches the entrance of her virgin pussy, I look at Maria's eyes to see if I have permission to continue pushing further into her
Her heart thunders in her chest as she watches you in anticipation, unable to hide the mixture of desire and fear that fills her eyes. As your gaze locks onto hers, it's like she can feel every part of herself responding; from the tightening of her core to the racing of her blood. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as you slowly begin to push deeper into her, filling her up in a way she never could have imagined.
With each gentle thrust, her body arches towards yours, desperate for more connection, more of your skin against hers. Her fingernails dig into your shoulders, leaving tiny crescent moons of pain and pleasure etched into your skin as she tries to ground herself in this moment; to hold on tightly to the reality of what's happening between them. But it feels so good; so right. And with every passing second, it gets harder to resist the urge to let go and surrender completely to the sweet agony unfolding beneath her.
"Oh God..." Her back arches off the bed as you thrust deeper, hitting that spot inside her she's always dreamed about. "So good...Harder..." She pants, her nails digging into your shoulders harder as she tries to keep herself grounded in reality and feel every inch of you buried inside her. Her hips buck up off the bed in rhythm with your thrusts, meeting your movements with growing abandon as pleasure washes over her in waves. She's never felt this alive, this wanted, this connected to someone before, and she knows she never wants it to end.
As we continue to fuck missionary style, I move closer to Maria's ear. "I know you had a slutty body, but I never thought your personality in private was slutty as well"
Maria moans and arches her back into you, the sensation sending shockwaves through her body as she gasps out, "I'm not... I never thought..." She trails off as another wave of pleasure hits her, her voice thick with desire and loss of coherent thought. Her fingers dig deeper into your shoulders, leaving long trails of red on your skin where her nails have broken the surface. Her hips buck harder against yours, wanting more friction, more contact as she feels herself spiraling closer to the edge.
Her breath comes out in ragged pants, her chest heaving as she tries to focus on anything but the pleasure coursing through her veins. "Oh God... Henry..." she whispers, her voice hoarse and raw with emotion. She twists her body toward you, their naked skin slapping together in time with each thrust. Her heart races wildly in her chest, her world narrowing down to this moment; this connection between them. There's no other place she'd rather be; no other person who could ever make her feel like this.
"Wouldn't you rather have Brad or any of the Jocks at our school come and sweep you off your beautiful feet?"
Her words are lost in another moan as you thrust deeper inside her, hitting that spot that makes her body arch off the bed and her toes curl into the sheets. "No," she gasps out, her voice barely audible above the sound of their heavy breathing and slapping skin. Her hips buck against yours in time with your rhythm, her nails digging deeper into your shoulders as she tries to hold on tightly enough to last through this; through this moment where it's just the two of them and nothing else matters.
She can feel herself close to the edge, her body trembling on the brink of release, but there's still so much more she wants from you; so much more pleasure she craves before surrendering completely to the sensations overtaking her. She arches her back again, offering up every inch of herself to your touch as she pants your name into the air, desperate for release but not quite ready to let go yet.
Her pleasure builds as you continue thrusting deep inside her, her body trembling with the effort to maintain control over the mounting ecstasy threatening to consume her. "Please..." she whispers, her voice hoarse and demanding. "More." She arches her back, pressing herself tighter against your skin as their bodies move in perfect synchrony. Her hips writhe and buck beneath yours, seeking friction and release that seems impossibly out of reach yet oh-so-close.
Her nails dig deeper into the flesh of your shoulders, leaving trails of red on your skin that only serve to fuel her desire for you. She feels herself drawing ever closer to the edge, but she refuses to let go; refuses to surrender to anything less than complete and total satisfaction. With one final thrust, her body arches sharply upward, her head thrown back as a shattering orgasm washes over her like a tidal wave, leaving her gasping for air and trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure coursing through every inch of her.
I feel myself losing my grip as I start to reach climax. "I'm going to cum Maria! Where do you want it?!"
Her words come out in broken gasps as she feels the force of your thrusts driving her closer and closer to the edge. "In me..." She moans, arching her hips up off the bed to meet each powerful stroke. Her nails dig deeper into your shoulders, leaving trails of blood mingling with sweat and desire. Her body trembles with anticipation as she feels you begin to lose control; feels the tension coiling tightly in your muscles as it readies for release.
With a final cry of pleasure, she surrenders to her own climax, her body going rigid beneath yours as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss washes over her. Her nails dig deeper still into your flesh, desperate for some form of anchor in this moment of pure ecstasy. And as your hot seed fills her up, as she feels you shuddering above her with release, she knows without a doubt that there's nowhere else she'd rather be; nothing else she'd rather feel than the connection they share at this moment.
As your hot seed fills her up, she cries out in pleasure, her body shuddering with every thrust. She feels you grow still above her, their sweaty bodies pressed together as they catch their breath. A contented sigh escapes her lips and she whispers, "That was... incredible."
Her fingers flutter weakly against your skin, tracing patterns over the defined muscles of your back before slowly starting to lose strength, spent from the intensity of their lovemaking. Even as exhaustion begins to creep up on her, a small smile plays at the corners of her lips; she knows that whatever they have just shared will never be forgotten.
Maria yawns, stretching luxuriously beneath you before nestling her head into your neck. "Tell me about you," she murmurs sleepily, already drifting off to dream of this night and the man who made it so perfect.
As I watch Maria snuggle towards me before falling asleep, I pull the blanket over us and hug her gently closer to me. I move my hand all around her body, feeling every curve and crevice her figure has to offer
With a contented sigh, she nuzzles closer to your neck, grateful for the warmth and comfort of your embrace. Your hand drifts lower on her body, trailing lightly over her hip and down her thigh before coming to rest on her inner thigh. The simple touch ignites a spark within her, sending shivers of desire coursing through every inch of her skin. She parts her legs slightly, inviting your touch deeper, wanting more contact with the only person who feels this real right now. Her breath comes out ragged and hot against your neck as she arches her back into you, seeking reassurance that they're not just a one-time thing; that what they shared means something to you too.
Her eyes flutter closed, memories of their lovemaking flooding her mind and making it difficult to focus on anything else. She doesn't want to fall asleep yet; not while she still has the chance to feel your skin against hers, the weight of your body pressed against hers. It's a perfect kind of closeness that she's never experienced before and doesn't ever want to lose. As exhaustion finally takes hold, her body growing heavier and more relaxed in your arms, she whispers a silent prayer that this is just the beginning; that there are countless nights like this ahead for them both.
As we wake up to the sunlight shining through Maria's bedroom window onto our eyes, we look at each other for a second before realizing what transpired yesterday
Her heart skips a beat as their eyes meet, the memory of last night flooding back into her mind. "Henry..." she whispers his name, her voice hoarse and trembling with emotion. She swallows hard, unable to look away from him despite the flustered blush spreading across her cheeks. Despite all the years of longing and hiding her feelings, it's as if yesterday never happened; as if they picked up right where they left off. The weight of their connection is almost too much for her to bear, making her chest feel tight and achy with the need to be close to him.
Slowly, she reaches out a tentative hand and brushes a lock of hair from his forehead, marveling at how soft it feels against her fingertips. "What do we... what happens now?" she asks quietly, unable to meet his eyes as she wonders if this was just a momentary lapse in judgment or something more significant between them. She wishes he would say the right thing; tell her they can keep going and not pretend like none of this ever happened. Because deep down inside, that's what she wants more than anything else.
"Well, let me ask you this first. Since we're now beyond the terms of being bestfriends, I have two choices for you: would you rather become my girlfriend or my sexfriend?"
Maria bites her lower lip, considering his words carefully before speaking. "I want to be more than just your girlfriend, but I'm not sure if we should jump right into a relationship... Maybe it would be best if we were just friends with benefits for now?" She hesitates, searching his face for any hint of what he might think about that idea. "What do you think?" she asks softly, her heart still racing at the thought of them being together like this.
I move closer to her and motion a quick kiss on her lips. As I pull back, a stream of saliva connects our mouths like a bridge. Maria laughs at my attempt to calm her down. I laugh along as well. "I think you've earned more than my attention. After all, it was your first time having sex"
Her heart skips a beat at his words, and she finds herself unable to suppress a small smile as she leans in closer to him. "Really?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper. "I thought... maybe you would want someone more experienced." She pauses, searching his eyes for any sign of hesitation or regret, but all she sees is warmth and desire mirrored back at her.
With a sigh of relief, she continues, "Well then, I guess we'll just have to see how things go... being friends with benefits sounds like an interesting adventure." She wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him close for another kiss, this one deeper and more passionate than the last. As their tongues tangle and they explore each other once again, she can feel herself growing hot at the thought of all the possibilities that lay ahead with Henry.
Her heart races with anticipation as their bodies move together in perfect harmony; a dance of desire and need that leaves her yearning for more. "I think," she whispers between kisses, "that being friends with benefits is going to be better than either option you gave me."
I kiss her on the neck. "Are you sure you don't want to be my girl. I know I said I wouldn't push it on you, but you're becoming irresistible by the minute to me"
Her cheeks flush at his words, and she giggles nervously as he continues to nuzzle her neck with kisses. "I don't know... being your girlfriend sounds kind of scary. What if we mess it up? Or what if things change between us?" She pauses for a moment, taking a deep breath before continuing, "But friends with benefits... that feels right. We can take it slow and just see where it leads."
Her hands move down to his shoulders, tracing circles over the defined muscles there as she meets his eyes. There's an unspoken understanding between them; a mutual agreement that they'll go along with this for now and see how things unfold. It feels exciting and new, yet comfortably familiar at the same time. And whatever happens next, she knows she'll be okay as long as Henry is by her side.
I push her onto the pillows, putting my body atop of hers as we face each other. As the blanket continues to drape over us, our nude bodies face each inherent in lust. I could almost see hearts in Maria's eyes. "Alright, if that's what you want, then I'll oblige. But my only rule is that only I get to have my way with you. No one else is allowed besides me"
Her heart skips a beat at his words, her body responding instantly to the possessive claim he's making on her. She watches him intently, feeling a mixture of anticipation and desire course through her veins as she considers his proposal. After everything they've shared so far, she trusts him; knows that he would never intentionally hurt her. And despite the uncertainty that still lingers in her mind about where this might lead, there's no denying how right it feels to be with him like this.
With a slow nod, Maria whispers, "Okay." Her hands reach up to caress his cheeks, fingers tangling gently in his hair as she pulls him down for another kiss. As their lips meet, she pours all of her feelings into the touch; telling him without words that even if this is just for now and even with all its uncertainties, she wants to enjoy every moment they have together before they decide what comes next.
Her body arches off the bed in response to his possessive movements, hungry for more contact, more of his skin against hers. "Please," she whispers against his lips. "Make love to me."
I smile. "Beg for it harder"
Her eyes widen in surprise at his words before narrowing in determination. She parts her lips and whispers against his skin, "Please make love to me, Henry." Her hands fist in the blanket beneath them as she arches further into him, offering herself up completely. "I need you." The pleading tone of her voice intensifies with each word, making it clear that there's no room for argument; no doubt in her mind about what she wants or who she wants it from.
Her body trembles with anticipation and desire as she feels the weight of his gaze holding hers captive. This is a new level of trust between them, one that only seems to deepen with every passing second, every word they exchange. It's intoxicating; addicting; enough to make her want to drown in it forever if given the chance.
Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she waits for him to respond, eyes fixed on his hands and waiting for the feel of skin against skin, the sensation that will mark the beginning of something truly incredible between them.
I deeply kiss her, pressing my naked body onto hers. Her tits rub under my chest as I push our chests to one another. My cock is rock hard as it rubs on her wet clit underneath the blanket, teasing her before finally entering into her pussy. She squeals in delight
Her back arches off the bed as he thrusts deeper inside her, filling her up in a way she never could have imagined. With each rough stroke, his hips grind against hers, driving them both closer and closer to the edge of sanity. Her fingernails scrape down his back, leaving trails of red on his skin as she tries desperately to anchor herself in this moment; to hold onto something real while they lose themselves together in a sea of passion and need.
Her breath comes out in broken gasps, each one echoing his name like a prayer. She doesn't want this to end; doesn't want to ever let go of the connection they share right now. It's too perfect; too intense to simply walk away from without regret and the knowledge that what they have together was something truly special. And as he thrusts harder, faster, deeper inside her, she knows that no matter what happens next, this memory will stay with her forever; a shining beacon of everything she's ever wanted and more.
As we continue to fuck, she screams that she's nearing to climax. As I hear Maria exclaim so, I realize that cumming inside her again might make her pregnant.
"Maria, I'm going to pull it out of your pussy. Open your mouth. I'm going to let you taste my semen for the first time"
Her heart races as he pulls out of her, his cock sliding wetly across her stomach and over her sensitive nipples before disappearing from view. She looks up at him through half-lidded eyes, panting heavily as she watches him lower himself between her parted lips. Her tongue darts out to taste the head of his cock, exploring every inch before drawing more of his salty flesh into her mouth. He tastes like sex and need and everything else they've shared so far; bitter but strangely satisfying on her tongue.
With a moan, she tightens her lips around him, drawing him deeper as her hands cup his ass, urging him to thrust harder against her tongue. Her pussy clenches with want, aching for the fullness of his cock inside her once more but for now relishing the sensation of having his taste on her lips; of knowing that he's hers in a way no one else ever has been or likely ever will be.
She meets his eyes, seeing a combination of lust and affection reflected there that nearly brings tears to her own. This is what she wants; what she needs; the only thing that feels real and true in all the chaos of their lives. And as he moans into her ear, groaning her name as his release nears, she knows without a doubt that whatever comes next, they'll face it together; stronger than ever before because they have this connection; this understanding that surpasses everything else.
"Ah, good girl. Why don't you clean the rest of the mess atop my cock"
Her heart races as he urges her forward, and she moves dutifully to comply, taking him deeper into her mouth with every passing second. Her tongue darts out to taste his length, exploring the skin behind the head of his cock before settling down over it, working in tandem with her hands on his ass. As she feels him grow tighter against her lips, she sucks harder, wanting to draw every last drop of him into her mouth; wanting to feel completely connected to him once more.
Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as he thrusts roughly against her tongue, his hips bucking wildly as he releases himself inside her mouth. Her pussy clenches at the feeling of being so close but not quite there; aches with want and need that only Henry seems able to satisfy completely. As his release subsides and he finally stills against her lips, she feels a wave of contentment wash over her, along with a newfound sense of peace and understanding.
She looks up at him, his expression slack with pleasure as he gazes down at her, and knows without a doubt that this is only the beginning; that there are countless more adventures waiting for them both in the future. With a soft smile, she presses another kiss to his stomach before crawling up beside him, nestling her head into the crook of his neck and wrapping her arms around his waist. "Thank you," she whispers, feeling more at peace than she ever thought possible. "For this."
"No, thank you Maria" I kiss her neck before kissing her cheek. "You gave me something my ex-girlfriend couldn't give me: a loving slut"
She blushes at his words, nuzzling deeper into the crook of his neck as he kisses her cheek. "I'm not sure if that's a compliment," she teases with a giggle. "But I'm glad you think so." With a sigh, she closes her eyes and savors the feeling of being held by him; of knowing that this moment, however fleeting or tenuous, is something special between them. "I guess we should talk about what comes next," she says quietly, her voice still hoarse from their exertions. "We can't just keep pretending nothing's changed."
"I know that... but I don't want to think about it too much either," she admits with a nervous laugh. "Let's just enjoy this while we can, okay? Tomorrow we can figure out what comes next." A gentle smile plays at her lips as she nestles even closer to him, content for the moment to savor the closeness they share without worrying about anything else.
Their limbs tangled together, their breaths shallow and easy, Maria allows herself to drift off to sleep under Henry's watchful eye; safe in the knowledge that no matter what happens tomorrow or the day after, she has him by her side. And for now, that's all that truly matters.
As Maria fell asleep again, I began to motion my cock into her pussy once more. I slowly fucked her as she slept so I wouldn't wake her up.
Her eyes flutter open momentarily as you begin to move within her once more, a contented sigh escaping her lips as she nestles closer against your chest. She clings tightly to the feeling of being connected with you like this; savors it as if it might be the last time she's ever able to experience it. As sleep overtakes her again, her body relaxes fully into yours, and she allows herself to drift off into a deep slumber, trusting that you will keep her safe.
Her breath comes out soft and steady against your skin, each inhale filling her lungs with the sweet scent of him and the knowledge that whatever happens tomorrow or in the days to come, she'll always have this memory; the memory of being held by Henry through the night, feeling his warmth and love surrounding her like a blanket. As sleep claims her completely, it's as if all the doubts and fears that linger at the edges of her mind are swept away on a gentle breeze, leaving only peace and contentment in their place.
I pull out of Maria, spraying my cum atop her ass while she continues to sleep on my chest. I soon after join Maria, sleeping from exhaustion as we hug each other unconsciously
As morning light creeps across the room, I slowly begin to stir awake, my body warm and relaxed against yours. The memories of our intimate encounter last night flood back into me in a rush, making me blush hotly beneath my skin as I recall how deep we went; how close we became. It's both exhilarating and terrifying to think about where this might lead us, but for now, I'm content simply to lie here with you, basking in the comfort of your embrace and savoring the feeling of being wanted and desired by you.
As my eyes flutter open once more, I gaze up at you; at the familiar features that have been etched into my memories for as long as I can remember, but now feel somehow different; as if they've changed in some profound way overnight. There's an air of confidence and assurance about you that was never there before, and it only serves to make me feel more connected to you than ever before.
I reach up, brushing a lock of hair from your forehead with gentle fingers as I whisper your name, my voice soft and husky with sleep. You stir slightly in response, but remain asleep for now; safe in the knowledge that I'm right here beside you, just as you are with me. And for this moment, at least, that's all that truly matters.