As soon as Kris got home, she knew what she had to do. She locked the front door behind her, hoping that her parents were going to be out until later, went upstairs to her room and locked that door also. By this time she was slightly out of breath. After closing her curtains to block out the afternoon sun, she undressed, removing every item of her clothing and chucking them into the corner of her room. Sliding under her bedclothes she tried to relax.
Once Mark had told her to go home - he was all she could think of! Even more so than when she had been at work! Mark had given her the weirdest look when she had left, as if he knew all about what was keeping her so distracted and why she was so eager to go home early! She shook her head, she was imagining things. Things that were not as interesting as what she wanted to dream about. She tried to empty her head of all her thoughts but it just wouldn't work. Small thoughts kept creeping into her head, like had she paid that bill or picked up her dry cleaning. No matter how hard she tried, it just didn't work. Therefore, she laid there, letting these thoughts run through her head, deciding that it was best not to try too hard, as that ended up getting her nowhere! The hours passed in frustration for Kris. During this time, she did not notice that a shadow had formed outside her window. Kris was one of the few people on the street that had an actual balcony accessed from her bedroom window.
She laid there with her eyes shut; the shadow grew darker as it got closer to her window. She did not notice her curtains part and her window slide up, silently. A dark trouser covered leg came over her sill and then a dark head and torso followed, with the other leg sliding over after them. Silently the body entered her room fully. Standing to its full height before slowly making its way towards where she tried to sleep, standing over her.
Her dream lover was here! She must have nodded off! He was standing beside her. The venue for the night's assignation must be her own room. Believing herself to be sleeping she opened her eyes to look up at him. The fading light was behind him so his face was in shadow, but she knew it was him. Who else could it be?
"I couldn't stop thinking of last night!" She told him, not expecting a reply she continued. "I got so distracted that my boss sent me home, I didn't argue as it gave me a chance to see you sooner."
He leaned down towards her, but before she could focus on his face, his mouth captured hers, kissing her with a passion that made her believe that she wasn't the only one that had problems thinking about anything else but last night! She closed her eyes, concentrating on the feeling of their lips together. Slowly his lips opened to let his tongue out to trace around her own. Granting him access, she opened her own. His tongue delved in to swirl around hers and caress the sides of her mouth. She groaned and felt him groan in answer! He tasted so good! Slowly she bought her arms up from her sides to circle his neck and slowly allow her hands to creep into his hair. The soft strands ran through her fingers like silk. She groaned again.
She felt like she had just returned off holiday and walked through her own front door. The relief and pleasure that streams the body is exactly how she felt when she was in his arms. She never wanted to leave but she knew she would have to soon so she revelled in the moment. Moving her hands to his shoulders, she pulled him down onto her, loving the feeling of his weight on her. He shifted until he was aligned with her body, letting her feel his arousal. He was hard, as usual; she could feel him through her covers but not all of him. She wanted it all! She began to wriggle to try to push the covers down and from in between them. He must have realised what she wanted because all of a sudden he pushed up from on top of her. The room had darkened so she could no longer see him in any light. His dark form stood at her side once more, peering down at her as if he could see her clearly; which he probably could, before reaching for the top of her covers and yanking them down in one clean swoop. He groaned at the sight of her nakedness, looking at her once more before replacing his body over hers.
On her bare skin his clothes felt rough, but the weight comforted her. He was back in her arms at least for the nights dream. She could handle them for a while -- well maybe a minute or so! He began kissing her again, hot and heavy kisses, as if he couldn't get enough of her as she couldn't him. She couldn't help it; she groaned again! She replaced her arms around his neck, moving her body invitingly beneath him. Slowly the kiss became less heated and more loving. She began to move her hands over his back, slowly forcing his top from around his waist. Again, he guessed what she wanted and managed to remove all of his clothes without removing all of his body from her touch. The only time he stopped kissing her was when he removed his top and then only for a few seconds. Now they were both naked. Her arousal rose a few more degrees! He stopped kissing her to slowly move his lips along her jaw and down her neck. There he stayed for a few moments, licking and sucking the skin there.
She arched her body, letting him know that it wasn't enough for her. He took her hint and moved on further down until he reached her breasts. He circled the fleshy mound with his tongue, moving slowly inwards until he met her nipple. This he gripped in his teeth, flicking his tongue over and over it before raising his mouth to blow cold air over the now engorged nub. Shivers made their way down her spine. Tonight he was treating her as a real lover, not as a quick fuck. How long he played with her breasts and nipples she couldn't say, but he didn't finish until he'd brought her to an orgasm. It had built within her slowly, like a leak in a dam, slowly weakening the hold of what was holding it back until it could burst forth at full strength. The spasms continued to rock through her body whilst he moved his clever lips lower. He paid homage to her belly button first before moving lower.
Using one of his hands, he parted her cunt lips, allowing better access for his tongue. It slowly circled her clit before delving into her cunt. Pushing in and out in a slow fucking motion. She could feel the force building within her again. She refused to be the only one to cum. She tried to force him up again so she could reach for his cock; he refused, continuing his relentless fucking of her cunt with his tongue. She came again. The spasms, less forceful than the first ones, were just as pleasurable. Now he placed tiny kisses along her body; kissing his way up to her lips. Kissing her and letting her taste herself. Before her dreams had begun, she had never tasted her juices. Now, when they came from his tongue, she couldn't get enough of them! He continued to kiss her as she calmed down. When the last spasm had left her body, she felt replete and didn't even murmur as he placed her on her front. She only placed her arms under her head and let him do as he wished, not caring what it was -- as long as it was to her!
He kissed his way slowly down her back, spreading them to cover the whole of the surface of her skin. She had never felt relaxed as well as aroused at the same time before. His lips had now reached her ass; he spread her cheeks and ran his tongue down the crack. Now she moaned! He circled her anal hole with his tongue before delving into her cunt below it. She raised her hips to give him better access. Again, he took the hint. By now, she was nearing her third peak when she realised that he had yet to be on the receiving end. Lifting her hear she tried to form the words 'I want to touch you' but she didn't have the strength. All of a sudden she heard a voice reply "Tonight is just for you. I'm getting my pleasure from yours." The voice sounded oddly familiar. She pushed that thought out of her head when she realised it wasn't with her ears that she had heard the response. It was from within her head. She tried to spin around but he had risen up and held her in her current position. She tried to speak again.
"I heard you but you didn't say anything! And it was to something I hadn't said out loud!" she managed to say.
I know you heard me, just as I heard you. Try it!
"How?"
