The house was nearly empty. Only the essentials had been left out. 3 pillows, the mattress and some blankets. I silently thanked some existential being that my friend didn't mind sharing my bed, because I sure as hell wasn't sleeping on the floor.
Running my fingers through my cropped brunette hair, I leaned back in the doorway and turned to see what he was up to. Sprawled out in the bed in a loose t-shirt and cotton pajama bottoms, he lazily sifted through some files on his laptop. He made a thought provoking noise in his throat as he pulled up a video file. I watched, curious, as he licked his lips and pressed play. Wandering closer to the bed I chuckled softly and pulled at the stings of my pajama bottoms.
"What's that?" I asked, "Are we having a movie night?"
He turned to stare at me a long moment before grinning, setting down his computer on the edge of the bed and patting the blanket next to him. "C'mon over and we'll see."
My heart skipped a beat, and as he turned back to stare at the screen I gently chewed my lower lip. The time had come, we both knew it. Tonight was going to be the night we had sex for the first time.
I settled myself onto the mattress, laying on my belly. I brushed the hair out of my eyes and gave him a quick smirk, adjusting my camisole just enough for my cleavage to really pop. Folding my arms under my breasts I reveled in my perfectly tantalizing position as my eyes and ears really began to focus on the screen.
He had cued up an intense hentai and I was immediately on edge. A young girl forced into submission, tears of joy as a man she never knew she wanted pummeled her tight little pussy. She screamed on screen, begging him to cum in her, to fill her. I swallowed hard and shifted in my spot, trying to soothe my tingling clit. I wished in that moment, that I was the hentai girl. I tried not to look over at Will, I didn't want him to see how flushed I was, how hot a damn cartoon was making me, but I couldn't help myself. I needed to know if he was looking. Turning my head just slightly, I found his eyes trained on my cleavage. I wriggled my hips into the mattress and tried not to seem to excited, but God- how I loved knowing he wanted my body.
My skin was hot and flushed with a desire that had been building for over four years. We had known the night that we met that someday, we would screw each other's lights out. It was a lovely tension that was always aching to be plucked. We had gotten so far as he fingers inside of me once, but I hadn't been ready for that moment yet and my stress caused me to feel locked up sending me to bed in a lot of pain that night. It was a momentary nectar of the Gods, his rough fingers buried deep inside of me. I had imagined that and more for so many masturbatory fantasies that in this moment, when there was nothing standing in the way, I could barely breathe.
I could feel my body nearly vibrating, wrought with anticipation. I could tell that Will was ready to pounce, but he was waiting for the perfect moment. We sat mostly in silence as the movie played, the young girl on screen getting more than her fill of men, women and tentacles. We shared a few chuckles and some heated glances, the sexual tension in the room quickly becoming palpable.
As the credits began to roll, I quickly sat up, a knot building in my stomach as I suddenly felt that I needed to escape, that I wasn't ready yet. Will turned over his shoulder, watching a moment before slowly moving to sit across from me.
"You okay Mina?" He asked with true concern as he settled his hand onto my shoulder, squeezing gently.
I nodded in quick succession and kept my eyes trained on the bed, "I'm fine, just stressed I guess. This move is huge and while I'm happy to get out of town- I dunno, its just, y'know."
He smiled, nodding- "I get that. C'mere, I'll rub your shoulders. It'll settle you down."
I licked my lips nervously and scooted closer to him. He turned my body so that I was facing away and pulled me between his open legs. He adjusted behind me, his hands on my hips as he settled his half-erect penis against my lower back. I took in a slow shuddering breath as his hands began to trail up my sides. Will's lightly calloused fingers were such a turn on for me that as he settled in to rub the skin of my shoulders, I couldn't help but utter a quiet groan. He gave a pleasant, approving sound and began working his thumbs harder into the few knots I really did have.
I had lost myself in the sensations, the peace and calm that his impromptu massage was giving me. I was still vaguely aware of his body, his stiffening against me and his hands trailing farther and farther over the tops of my shoulders- down toward my gently heaving cleavage. I knew that I wanted him, and as the tips of his fingers dipped into my camisole and brushed against my nipples, my body tensed, pressing back into him, practically begging for more. I could hear him breathe deeply just before he placed a warm, lingering kiss on my neck. I turned my head, allowing him better access, and arched my back presenting my breasts for him to touch again. He groaned lightly as realization hit and plunged his hands into my top, massaging and caressing my breasts as if they were precious gems. His tongue flicked out against my skin, and Will began to suckle, kiss, and nip all over my neck and shoulder. His fingers worked slowly, back and forth over my hard nipples as I moaned. When he began to pinch lightly and roll my aching little buds between his fingertips, I whimpered in desire, my hands reaching out to grasp his legs.