Mary lay in her bed waiting, waiting for her lover, who she knew would come. It was important that he thought she was asleep. She and her lover have never spoken. This was a must for her to proceed.
The bedroom door opened and a silent figure stood in the doorway for only a second and the door was quietly closed. She lay facing away from the door, facing the far wall. She felt a slight pressure on the side of her bed as he sat next to her. He waited, listening for the sound of her breathing to let him know she was asleep.
Mary kept her breathing soft with a rhythm, forcing herself not to move. Slowly she felt the covers slide off of her body. He moved the blanket only a few inches at a time, using the lightest touch so as not to wake her. The cool air hit her body but Mary was already beginning to feel heat. She had to control her breathing with effort as she lay there waiting for what was to follow. A hand, almost like a breath of wind, moved along her arm, paused, then moved to her exposed breast. Slowly, fingers caressed her nipple which was already getting hard. The fingers left, only to return with moisture and played again with her ever increasing hard nipple. He began to breathe heavy and his hand began to shake ever so slightly. A mouth, then tongue, touched her shoulder so lightly she could not tell when it began or ended. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead and it was getting harder to remain motionless. The mouth now caressed her throat and then her ear. The moist hot breath caused an involuntary movement of pleasure. He paused, then moved on toward her breast, dragging his tongue across the nipple and finally closing around the now hard pink bud. He began to suck ever so softly but as he continued his control was becoming undone and his intensity increased.
His hand now moved along her leg and up her thigh, pausing for a brief moment then proceeded to move into the area of her soft fleece-like golden hair, which was now moist from her body heat. Her breathing was no longer under her control, her rhythm changed to irregular gasps and her body would no longer listen to her mind but to the sensation it was receiving. His hand moved to the very edge of her now wet cunt, paused for a moment, and slowly traced the slit of her lips. A finger pushed its way into her wet cavity and then two fingers worked silently moving deeper and filling her cunt. He then used his thumb to stimulate her clit as he slowly moved in and out with his fingers.
Mary was fighting to remain still, as desire surged throughout her young body. Her hips rose ever so slightly to allow a deeper penetration of his fingers. His breathing was getting louder and faster. His hands were applying more pressure and he decided to take a change and pulled her over onto her back, so she was totally available to him. She felt the bed move as he got up to walk around to the foot of the bed to face her, now on her back.
It was dark in her room but Mary's eyes were accustomed to the darkness and could see his form with her eyes only slightly open. Her lover was young and lean, this much the silhouette showed. She also noted his large cock was rigid and stood at attention. He was ready, and Mary wanted to reach out and pull him down upon her and push her hard hot nipples into his chest as he took her warm moist channel.