Tormented

It's been years since I've seen him, not that it really matters. He still haunts me, still calls my name. A part of me will always be tied to him. I guess I should explain myself. He is my best friend, Chris. I've known him for the past 15 years of my life. We met when we were five years old, but it seems like it was yesterday. We were so young, naive and innocent. I fell in love with him, he was my immortal, my god. Months turned into years and we grew up, growing apart and seperated once I moved. I always thought of him and then when I was 13 I bumped into him again. God how he had changed. More handsome and charming, but still my Chris. We went to a dance together and he gave me Carnations. I still don't know why he did that. He broke my heart the last time I talked to him, he swore that he was going to marry his girlfriend. I cried so hard that night. But then somenthing changed.

Two nights ago, I found myself in his basement and the door was locked. We were talking about life and I turned so my back was to him. He snuck up behind me and twirled me around, planting a gentle kiss on my lips which totally took me by surprise.

I backed away and said "Chris?" and he said to me the words I've waited fifteen years for him to say.

He said "I love you Jess and I want you."

I melted in that moment. I could hardly believe what was happening. He started kissing me and everything seemed so perfect. the look in his eye was precious, loving yet desperate. He caressed my cheek and then started unbuttoning my shirt, taking it off with extra care.

He whispered in my ear "I'm sorry it took so long for me to realise just who beautiful you are."

I couldn't help but cry a little, I was just so amazed. He went for my jeans after taking off my top. He unzipped them and then picked me up, putting me on the couch. He then took of his black shirt and his jeans, leaving us both with only two things on each. He kissed my stomach then, which made me giggle. He reached up, taking me in a hug and unhooked the back of my bra, letting in fall to the ground.

He gasped and whispered "I never realized."

Then he went for my thong.

I stopped him for a second and said "there's no going back from here Chris, if we do this, we both belong to each other, two lovers taking each other's innocence. if we do so, we will always belong to each other."

He looked at me and said "I know darling, I'm ready for that. are you?"

I smiled back at him and said "I've been waiting for this since we turned 15, I'm ready." He pulled down the thong with his teeth and I heard him gasp again.

"God in heaven I have never seen a creature more beautiful," he said. Then he took of his remaining clothing. It was my turn to gasp. he was harder then any man I have ever seen.

"Oh Chris," I quietly sighed.

He silenced me with a crushing french kiss, pushing me back onto the couch. He started kissing me all over, down my body and to my pussy. I gasped as he breathed over it, I couldn't help but squirm. He gently touched my cheek and said that he'd gentle. Chris kissed my clit then in that moment and I gasped. I had never been touched down there before, so I had no idea what to expect. The coolness of his mouth to my clit was exquisite. I moaned loudly and I saw his eyes sparkle and he licked down my slit and inside my folds. I cried out his name and then he stuck his tongue inside me. I caved in that moment, I couldn't help it. I came and I came hard.

He moaned "Oh jess" into my pussy and kept licking inside me, sending waves of lust through me, bulding every time he moved his tongue.

"That pussy tastes incredible," he whispered, making me blush.

Then he hit my g spot. My eyes widened, my hips arched to his licks and I came again, harder this time. Then he stopped, moved up and kissed me fully on the mouth, letting me taste myself. I was amazed and stunned as his tongue moved in my mouth. Then I knew that I had to repay him. He took my place and I got ontop of him, trailing kisses down his body. he had always been mine in my mind, now I was going to get to have him, perfection in my mind. I couldn't believe how hard he was, I gasped at the sight of it.

He looked up at me and said "You did that Jess. Only you."

I had waited for what seemed like a lifetime to hear those words. The excitement was intense as I let my fingers touch him for the first time. He and I both gasped. While he was hard, his skin was so soft and smooth and smelled like the ocean. I couldn't get enough, I kept on touching him as he sighed contentedly. I had to taste him, I just had to. I let my lips come down on him and I gently licked him. He gasped and sat upright.

"Oh fuck Jessica," he moaned, "That feels wonderful."

That was all I needed to hear as he gently kissed my head and then lay back down. I took him in my mouth then. God the taste of him went to my brain, sending long shivers down my back. He tasted like vanilla apple cider, my favorite thing in the world. His moans echoed in the room as I sucked, nibble, and rubbed him.

I felt him tense in my mouth and he cried out "Fuck Jess, I'm gonna cum!"

I nodded and kept on sucking him, not letting up a second. He came in my mouth then. Oh god what an experience. He filled my mouth, twice and I swallowed. A blaze went up my body and he kissed me again.

"Let me make love to you Jess, please," he begged.

I couldn't refuse. I had been waiting so long for this. I laid back down and he positioned himself ontop of me, stroking my hair tenderly.

"This might hurt a bit," he warned.

I nodded, I knew all too well. Both of us were virgins, about to cross the line together. He slid inside me then, in one stroke. I cried out in amazement, lust, and pain. He stayed still until I told him I was ok and then he continued. Slow, steady, gentle strokes inside me and then out again; over and over again. I was in heaven. He kept on making love to me, pushing me closer and closer to the edge. I couldn't love him more, he was mine and I was his. He slowed down and then speed up, drawing dreamlike tension between our bodies, sending sparks everywhere. He kissed me and pushed against me, I couldn't keep back anymore. I had to let go.

"I'm gonna cum Chris," I whispered.

"Then cum my love, cum for me," he whispered back passionatly.

I feel then, shuddering, twitching in pleasure, love, desire. He kissed me and then came hard inside me. Molton pleasure washed over me, I could hardly believe it. Christopher, my Christopher, the one I had been chasing for the past 15 years, was finally, MINE. I feel asleep in his arms, content and full of love for this man, he was the one. I knew that much. Something stirred inside me early the next morning, I woke up and I was alone. I looked at the clock, it was 3 am. I swore under my breath as I realized just where I was really. I was in my own room, alone as usual. It had all been a fucking dream. Another stab at the old wound he caused when he broke my heart. Someday when I have the courage I'll tell him exactly what he's done to me and how much he's hurt me. For now though, I'm forever torchered by my dreams, my memory is of the boy that I used to love.