My special thanks for much assistance and helpful criticism to Mriceman1964, without whom much would not have been possible!
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Louise lay in Dylan's arms, looking at him, trailing her fingers through his soft dark chest hair, patterns and swirls delineating the rippling muscles of his torso, outlining his nipples and forming into a central band that swooped down to unite with his wiry pubic hair, her head filled with images of him and her need for him. He'd come home to her, and loved her like she'd always wanted, sealed the two of them together, asked her the thing she'd always longed to hear him say. She'd loved him since as long as she could remember, her world always revolving around him, her need to see him, touch him, hear his voice, feel his presence. When he'd gone away, a band had tightened around her chest, constricting with every day he was gone, the pain distant but ever present. Seeing him yesterday, at the train station, tall and gorgeous, the man she'd always known was there in the boy who'd left, had snapped that band, spinning it away like it had never been, and her need for him had risen up, her heart turning over and slamming into her ribcage like a wildcat attacking the bars of its cage. Somehow they would be together, if she had to wait 5 years, so be it, she'd wait for him, he was worth it. And when they were together, it would be forever, she would see to that.
Dylan was thinking along the same lines. He'd spent the last three years thinking about her, day-dreaming about her, and now, the thing he'd only ever allowed himself to dream in the deepest caverns of his mind had come to pass. She was stunning, a knockout, the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen, and she'd come to him like he'd fantasised, taken him to places he'd only ever dreamed of, said the things he'd most wanted to hear, was lying here, now, his for the taking again, and again. He would never do that, her gift of herself was far too precious, and he revelled in the knowledge that she had pledged herself to him forever, as he had to her.
He gathered her in, kissing her passionately as his need for her rose up and burned through him, his cock hardening instantly with the need to unite with her again, share what she offered him so freely, give himself to her again.
They slid down the bed together, Dylan showering her with kisses as his hands roamed over her, touching, stroking, fondling, Louise no less tactile, her hands holding him and fondling his cock, his scrotum, making him ache with need for her, for release inside her body. They rolled together on the bed, legs and arms entwining as they kissed, sighs and moans of need escaping from them as their bodies yielded to each other, finally coming to rest with Dylan on top of her, Louise looking deeply into his eyes as he searched hers questioningly.
She smiled and lightly kissed his face, pulling him to her, and his hands slid over her body as he mounted her, holding himself above her as she positioned him, then pushing gently into her, her eyes widening as she stretched to accommodate him, her breath coming in short huffing gasps as she took him all in. When he was buried in her to the hilt, he started moving, backing out to slide back in, the way easier this time, and so it went, Louise moving against him, pushing back as he pushed into her, grinding herself against him, rubbing her clitoris against him, working herself up. He began to speed up, Louise matching him stroke for stroke, the only sounds their gasping as they approached their mutual climax, excitement mounting as they humped and pumped at each other, until, with a muffled cry, Louise came, her vagina squeezing and clenching at him as it convulsed, her breath coming in high-pitched moaning gasps, taking Dylan with her, his groan no less loud as he climaxed, sperm jetting out of him and into her depths, long, pulsing ejaculations, emptying himself into her, the sensation incredible as he came like never before.
At last, they both fell back, sated, muscles twitching and quivering in reaction to their exertion, hands seeking out each other, to hug and fondle each other as the afterglow engulfed them.
Louise touched his face gently, making him open his eyes and smile at her. "Dyl, this is all I want to do, all the time you're here. I don't want to go anywhere, do anything except this, this is the best I've ever felt, and I don't want it to stop!" she smiled. "I've wanted you for so long, I want as much of you as I can have before you have to leave again. Do you mind?"
Dylan grinned back at her. "Lou, this is my idea of heaven, you're just perfect, and I already told you, I have no intention of going anywhere or doing anything. You've locked me up with you, and it's the best feeling in the world!"
Louise smiled, slipping her arms around his neck to pull herself close enough to kiss him long and deeply, her slim, supple body pressed tightly against him as she enjoyed the feel and the nearness of him.
They spent the morning in bed, holding each other as they slept, to awaken and resume exploring and kissing, gently maintaining connection, content to hold and touch each other.
At lunch, Louise cocked her head at Dylan, grinning. "Dyl, I've changed my mind, I want to go to the cinema, take me to the movies, Soldier Man!" Dylan grinned in embarrassment. "Lou, I don't have..." Louise smiled.
"I've got a Student Card, so it's my treat, come on, slowcoach, get dressed, we're going to the pictures!"
They eventually decided on the cinema in the Meridian Leisure Park, in Leicester, Louise getting a 50% discount for being a student, and settled down in the back row to watch some American rom-com movie that Dylan had never heard of. At first he was bemused; Louise had never been fond of the cinema when she was growing up, so this was definitely a departure for her. They were holding hands, Dylan resting their joined hands on his lap, when he felt Louise's hand squirm free, coming to rest directly on his lap, her fingers lightly tracing his cock. He looked at her, but she appeared to be completely absorbed in the film, her long legs showing up beautifully under her short denim skirt.
Gradually her hand movements in his lap became more directed, her fingers tracing out the outline of his cock more definitely, and his cock responding to her rhythmic stroking, hardening under her stroking fingers. Now she began rubbing the palm of her hand over his cock, pressing it down, feeling him getting harder the more she rubbed.
Her hand moved to his zipper, inching it down until his fly was open, and sliding her hand inside to grasp his now fully erect cock. She began squeezing and massaging him, Dylan trying not to groan as she worked him up. He popped his waistband button, allowing Louise to slide her hand down inside his shorts and wrap her warm hand around him, pump and squeeze him some more. Now, for the first time, she looked at him, a wicked little grin on her face as she pulled down the front of his shorts, holding his cock upright, and dropping down to lay her head in his lap, sliding her lips over him to lick the tip of his throbbing erection.
His face contorted with the effort of remaining silent as she sucked and licked him, her head bobbing as she sucked, cheeks hollowing with the effort.
Dylan was desperately trying to hold back, and glanced around for something, anything to distract him from the acute sensations he was feeling, noticing for the first time two other couples also seated along the back row, one couple on either side of them, the females also with their heads firmly in their partner's laps; one of the guys looked at Dylan, grinned and thumbed-up him, and Dylan could only grin back; evidently the matinee showing was popular with more than just the bored or the broke...
Louise's talented tongue and mouth was having a definite effect, and he could feel his balls tightening, the juncture of his thighs beginning to tingle with that pre-ejaculation prickle, and his sperm was definitely beginning to boil over.
