He bent his head to press his lips to mine, the gentlest touch I ever remembered him giving me. "What do you think?" He asked, voice very quiet. "Personally, I think it's a wonderful idea..." I know he was noticing as much as I how tightly our pelvises were pressed together, hungry for the contact. "I've missed you, Chrissi, in more ways than one." He paused a moment before asking, "Have you missed me?"
Seeing as I'd already answered that question, I knew he was implying more than he had said. As much as I objected to telling him, mostly out of pride, I had missed the physical side of our relationship, just as much as the emotional part. But I wasn't going to stay silent now. "Can't you tell?" I asked quietly, laughing. "I'd think you already know that answer." Since my statement didn't require a response, he leaned in to kiss me once again, and I lost my sense of how much time had passed, giving in and allowing my body to revel in his touch.
When Jess walked down the hall on the way to her room, I could hear her gasp slightly as she peeked in my open door. She, like most of the other girls in my dorm, seemed to think I didn't enjoy myself as much as I could. Many of them had spent every other night partying. Her gasp, however, startled me into breaking the kiss. He sighed, then released me, moving past me to close the door. "Better?"
I nodded, getting a chance to look at him fully in the light, instead of under the streetlamp where he'd found me. His cheeks were flushed with health and rising ardor, and I had a feeling mine were as well. "Will, tell me why you're here." I had to ask before I totally lost sight of reality, as I knew was likely if I kissed him again.
His eyes darkened. "It would take a long explanation, Chrissi, please don't force me through it before I can hold you again." I had moved half a pace backwards as he had moved forwards; ready to steel myself against possible contact.
When he gave me that look, I couldn't say no. I opened my arms, begging, "Kiss me..." He didn't need another word, quickly lunging the distance between us to catch me up and kiss me, giving me time to breathe every so often as he lowered his head to kiss my neck, ranging as low as he could before running into the neck of my t-shirt. Finally I pulled back slightly, taking a deep breath before moving. If I took off my shirt, as I desperately wanted to, there was no turning back. I would be sleeping with my ex-, no matter what the consequences.
Have you ever tried to ignore your body when every fiber of your being wants something? It's utterly impossible. I pulled my shirt over my head and threw it in the general direction of my pop-open hamper. He paused before embracing me again, and I could see his eyes rove down my upper body. He stepped forward, but reached gently around me with both hands, eyes locked on mine as he unclasped my bra and drew it off, sending it flying after my shirt. My chest shook with the rattling breath I took, and I could see my nipples stiffen at the mere thought of his touch. Clearly too much for him, he took one of my breasts in his hands, lightly rubbing my nipple between thumb and forefinger, kissing me quickly before steering me towards my bed. Ever so gently he lifted me to my lofty bed, eagerly jumping up beside me. I could see my chest reflected in his eyes, and lay back, smiling encouragingly at him. I wanted this just as much as he.
Instead of lying next to me, he leaned down from where he sat, lips seeking my tender nipples. My stomach jumped as a shock ran through me, and I began shivering. I was more ready for this than I had planned... if I wasn't careful, I'd be lost, completely under his control for as long as he touched me. But I couldn't stop him either. The feeling his lips gave me as he suckled gently at my breast...
When I shivered almost to the point of convulsion, he stopped, moving up to kiss my lips as his hand roved my chest. I was lost instantaneously, my arms going around his neck, and my leg slowly moving over his, locking his leg in between mine. As I drew his leg further between mine, it reached the point where my shorts were in the way. We broke apart reluctantly, but his hands were anything but reluctant as he unbuttoned the fly of my shorts, and ever so slowly unzipped the zipper. He drew the garment off, tossing it with the rest of my laundry as I complained, "I show this much skin, and I'm not allowed a glance of yours?"
In response, he quickly threw off his shirt, and slid off his pants immediately after. "Better?" he asked, leaning back down to kiss me. My fingers found the slit in the front of his boxers, sliding within.
"Much..." I whispered as his eyes widened considerably. It didn't take much before he was stiff enough I feared he'd burst. He had slid down to lie beside me as I grasped him, eyes closing as all his concentration went to my fingers on his sensitive skin. I leaned down, exposing the tip of him before he noticed my movement. My lips enclosed him before he knew I'd moved, and he jumped, eyes flying open as I slid my mouth along him slowly.
"Chrissi...!" he whispered hoarsely as I drew back and forth, beginning to move faster, tongue tickling the sensitive underside of his cock. In a moment I tasted the first spurt of his ecstasy. He pulled me away, his chest heaving with labored breath. "My turn..." he whispered eagerly, removing my underwear rather than slip his fingers within. His hands spread my legs wide, his fingers tickling, searching as he spread wide my labia. He leaned down and touched his tongue to my clit, giving me a shiver. When he began suckling, as he had my nipple moments before, I almost lost it then. I could feel wetness, as likely he could too, within moments of his lips meeting my skin, though he did not draw back. He continued suckling until I was shaking so hard he couldn't keep his lips on me anymore. At this point, he thrust his tongue into me instead, tasting of me as he sent a ripple of pleasure through me.
This time it was I begging. "Will..." I moaned, losing control of my voice as the name turned into a long, drawn out moan of pleasure. Since he got such a reaction, he did it again, thrusting further within me this time. I gasped, and he drew back at the wetness, though while he straightened to kiss me, his fingers took the place of his tongue, not giving our kiss much time before I was gasping at his touch within me. "Will, please..." I moaned, and he reluctantly removed his fingers.
I slid my fingers within his boxers, making him stiffen for the moment before I removed them. But as soon as I had them off, he was on top of me, eagerly locking his lips to mine. I was as eager as he, legs spreading wide to welcome the touch of his skin in every possible place. My arms were around his neck as my legs wrapped around him, pulling him closer and closer to the exact position where we could meet. He put his hands beside my head, pushing himself up so he could look me in the eye. He leaned in, kissing me tenderly, before glancing down and centering himself... and thrusting his way to my pleasure.
Each time he pressed back down and into me, I gasped. My hips rolled to meet him, and after a few moments, I rolled to put him beneath me. His eyes widened a moment, then grew hungry as he saw all of me above him. He didn't get to examine very long, as I began rotating my hips and sliding lightly up and down. His eyes widened, going cross-eyed before falling closed. This time it was he who could lie back and just enjoy the sensations, and from the expression on his face, my desperate need gave me the skill to truly give him all the pleasure possible from our union.
Though I was awake enough to continue my gyrating motion, more forcefully bringing us together until I could feel the contact deep within me, I was about ready to go cross-eyed as well, each motion sending shockwaves through me to the point I was having trouble moving enough to continue our pleasurable pastime. But the restriction made me accent the motions even more, and at this I felt Will stiffen within me. Having the response so noticeable encouraged me to greater efforts, and he began breathing as heavily as I. His hips started thrusting upwards with each completion, knowing where we were heading. I started rolling my hips around in circles at the same time as roving forth and back, and when his eyes startled open for a moment, I knew it made a difference. He started breathing in choked gasps as I fully slid up and down his length a few times, then went back to my rotating thrusts downwards. I started shaking uncontrollably as I felt my climax coming upon me. I don't know how I kept moving, my muscles weren't under my control. But I felt every minute change as finally I thrust downwards upon him and felt him deeper in me than ever before. This released a flood upon him, and at the same time I swear I could feel his release within me.
I sat, gasping, upon him, until I finally gasped enough air to breathe normally, and I collapsed down upon him, my position locking him within me.
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For a first try it's alright, I suppose. Please give me feedback, and look for a better story coming soon. ~A
