Well, this is my first story, so leave comments and let me know what you think!
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Tyler came back from practice to find his girlfriend, Liz, putting groceries away in the kitchen. He was standing in the doorway, admiring her as she put some flour and sugar in one of the higher up cabinets. She was wearing a flowing black skirt that went almost to her knees, and a yellow tank top. I love it when she wears the team's colors, he thought to himself. When she finished putting everything away she turned around to find him leaning against the door frame, watching her.
"How was practice?" She asked him, walking over to kiss him hello.
"It went well. We're all skating well, and doing alright with all of the drills. I think we'll be kicking Montreal's ass tomorrow night."
He put his arms around her waist and she smiled at him, and kissed him a second time, lingering a bit longer. She loved when he talked to her about hockey, she had been in love with the game since watching with her father when she was very young. Tyler played for her favorite NHL team, and listening to him talk about games always excited her. When she looked up at him now she had desire in her eyes, and Tyler knew that look well.
He smiled down at her, and kissed her deeply this time, holding her waist against him so that she could feel his growing erection and dropping one hand to cup her round ass. He had always loved her voluptuous figure, and couldn't get enough of her curves. When he gave her behind a gentle squeeze he heard her let out a soft moan. Then he lifted the hand that was around her waist to brush her light brown hair from her neck. As he kissed and licked her throat her breath came more quickly, and he knew he had her right where he wanted.
"You know," he whispered in her ear, licking her lobe just slightly. "There's more to do in a kitchen than cook..."
"Like what?" she asked him, fully aware of what he was getting at.
"Like eating." he told her, his voice low and husky.
Just then he lifted her off her feet and began moving into the kitchen. He set her down, so that she was perching lightly on the edge of the table, and spread her knees apart so that he could stand between them. He kissed down her neck, to her chest and moved the straps of her top and her bra off of her shoulders. Kissing slowly downward he pulled the top of her shirt and the cups of her bra down, exposing her breasts. He teased her nipples with his tongue, and bit them gently while his hands moved down to her thighs. He got to his knees then, and looked up at her. She had never seen his eyes quite that dark before, and as he licked his lips she knew that this would be an experience like nothing else.
He lifted her skirt up then, moving his hands slowly up the insides of her thighs. Then he groaned, and looked up at her again.
"No panties today, Liz?"
All she could do was shake her head, and bite her lip. He started kissing her then, halfway up her thigh. Her skin was so soft, and he loved the noises she was making as her got closer to the top of her legs. One hand squeezed her thigh, eliciting a moan from her lips that made his cock strain against his jeans. He could smell her now, and he saw just how wet she was. She's always so ready for me. He smiled as he thought this, and decided to tease her some more. He moved one hand up to her pussy then, sliding one finger down her slit.
"You're so wet, baby." he told her. "I'm gonna have to clean you up..."
He moved his finger between the slick folds then, and just barely into her hole.
"Please.." she begged him.
But he didn't listen. He removed his finger, and slid it up higher until it brushed her clit, making her shudder.
"Please what, baby? Don't you like the way I touch you?"
"Yes. But... please. Please don't..." She said, breathing heavily.
"You want me to stop?"
"No! But... please, don't tease me..."
"What do you want me to do to you then?"