It's time.
It's time for the stress to be done for a bit.
It's time for lazy summer days and resting up for next year's craziness!
But-- anyways-- as I was digging through my computer the other day looking for a document that seemed to be hiding from me-- I happened upon a story I wrote. I had totally forgotten about it. I wrote it back in like 2009, when I was just starting off writing erotic stories. It was just a one-off... a snippet of time that popped into my head and I needed to put on paper. I wrote it in 1st person, which I had never done and haven't done since. I had wanted to try something new.
I read it. Twice. And after a lot of deliberation, I shared said-story with an author friend. After reading her response to it, I decided I finally need to just bite the bullet and post it. It'll be like tearing off a band-aid. If I just do it, then it's done and over with and I can maybe start up writing again over the summer. I've really missed it.
So-- without further ado-- I give you my first ever completed story.
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You and Me
I'm standing in the kitchen, lost in my own little
world. My hands are wet and soapy, my
hips are swaying gently to the music. I
don't feel you walking up behind me until it's too late. I'm startled as your hands come down on
either side of my body and your chest presses against my back, effectively
pinning me between the counter and your incredibly warm body.
Lifting one hand, you gently brush the hair away from my
neck. You lean in and I can feel your
hot breath dancing across my skin. Lips,
soft and hot, press into that sweet spot where my neck and shoulder meet. My head falls forward slightly and a
whispered sigh leaves my lips. You
gently bit down, and then soothe with your tongue and lips. My body presses back against yours, a fire
slowly building in my belly.
Your arm snakes around my body, gently running between by
breasts and coming to stop at my neck.
You lean in close. Your mouth
just a breath away from my ear. “Mmmm”,
you whisper deep and low, “you have no idea how sexy you are right now”.
I shiver, both from your words and the hot breath against my
ear. At my reaction, you slowly grind
into me... letting me feel just how hard I make you.
You turn my head and claim my mouth with yours. Your kiss is hard and hot. I whimper against your lips as you pull
away. Before I know what’s happening I'm
spinning around to face you and your lips are once again pressed against
mine. I can feel your fingers digging
into my hips as you press yourself against me, forcing my back to arch against
the counter.
Without breaking contact, you walk me backwards towards the
bedroom. I stop when my knees hit the
edge of the bed. You tear your lips away
from mine. Your eyes are intense,
burning with passion for me... and something inside me clenches. You step back and with a growl you order me to
strip. The authority in your voice
brooks no objection. I lower my eyes,
suddenly shy under your gaze. You cup my
face affectionately and repeat your previous request. I'm shaking as my fingers move to the hem of
my shirt, not only from my nerves but also from the thrill I feel at being
under your control.
I cross my arms and grab the hem of my shirt. I slowly pull it up, revealing little bits of
skin at a time. The fabric catches on my
breasts, and I wiggle slightly to pull it over.
I turn around slowly as the shirt comes over my head. I drop it unceremoniously to the floor and
look at you over my shoulder. My hips
sway gently to the music still drifting through the apartment. I hook both thumbs under the elastic of my
shorts. I gently pull one side down,
then the other... shimmying my hips as they fall in a puddle on the floor. You watch me intently, leaning against the door
jam. I'm now standing in my bra and
panties... but not for long. With my
back still turned towards you, I unhook each clasp. The straps fall down my arms and I turn back
around. My hands hold the cups in place
only momentarily before I let that too slip to the ground.
You push off of the door jam, and I can see that my little
strip tease as been effective. You reach
me before I can slip my panties off, to join the rest of my clothes. Your hands come to my hips and your thumbs
brush my hipbones. You know exactly how
to drive me crazy. My body is roughly
pulled against yours and you grind yourself into my pelvis. Your lips find mine in a hot frenzy. I grab for the bottom of your shirt and you
pull away just long enough for me to pull it over your head. Your lips are back on mine the instant your
shirt is dispatched. My hands wander
over your chest, shoulders, and back. I
can feel your muscles moving under your hot skin. I dig my nails into your back as your mouth
trails to my jaw and down my neck to that sweet spot where my pulse is thumping
hard beneath my skin. You suck and
nibble on that spot and I moan in pleasure.
When your teeth sink slightly into my shoulder I
shudder. Goosebumps spread over my
skin. You want to make me beg. You know exactly how to turn my body to
mush... you know it won't be long before I succumb to your ministrations and
beg you to fuck me. This torture is such
a turn on. I want nothing more than for
you to sink into me… thrust hard and deep... but you’re not ready for that
yet. You pull away, and push me gently
back onto the bed.
I feel your hot breath against my inner thigh just seconds
before your lips plant a warm kiss to my skin. Your tongue travels in little swirl
patterns as you in closer to where I really want you. Your fingers trace the waistline of my
panties and I lift my hips so you can tug them off. Once they have landed on the floor with the
rest of my clothing you blow gently on my most heated area. I shiver.
I look down to see a wicked little grin on your face. Anticipation is the greatest
aphrodisiac. My fingers thread into your
hair and pull you towards my wet heat.
Your tongue slowly licks my clit and my hips buck in response. I try to pull you harder against me, but you
withdraw.
Standing, your eyes lock onto mine. I can see fire burning in them, and I know
mine are showing the same. Without
looking away, you slowly unbuckle your belt and undo the top button. The sound of each following button causes me
to break eye contact. You're so
incredibly sexy standing there shirtless, with your jeans undone. I can see a
glimpse of your dark blue boxer briefs and the bulge they barely restrain.
Slowly you slide them over your hips, until you are standing before me as naked
as I am.
Your knee comes between my legs as you climb over me. You claim my lips in a fierce kiss as you
press your body down onto mine. My body
is thrumming with sensations. Your thigh
presses against my pussy and I grind into you, trying to relieve the ache that has
been building since you came up behind me in the kitchen. You drag your lips and tongue over my jaw,
down my throat, to my collar bone and then on to my breasts. Pulling one nipple into your mouth, my back
arches up as you suck and nip at it until it's a hard bud. You let it fall from your mouth and then blew
gently across the wet skin causing me to bit my lip in an attempt to suppress a
moan. My other nipple gets the same
treatment, and by now I am writhing on the bed beneath you.
I run my hands over your heated skin. Over your chest and down your stomach towards
that part of you I want to squeeze and caress.
You stop me. Grabbing both of my
wrists you pin them over my head in one hand.
Your other runs down my side and comes to rest on my hip. You hold me down as you come between my legs
and line your rock hard cock against my wet opening. I try to rock my hips up to take you inside
me. But you just shake your head and
press me back into the bed. You lean
down and whisper against my ear, “tell me what you want”.
I can barely find my voice, the ache is so strong. You refuse to enter me until I say it. Instead
you just rub the blunt head along my slit.
Again, I whimper and try to rock my hips. You force me into the bed even harder, I know
I'll have the marks to prove it.
“I said, tell me what you want”. When your cock bumps my clit I cry out. I've lost the battle. I can no longer deny my need.
“Please baby, I need you inside me... please, fuck me”.
Before the words finished leaving my mouth you thrust
forward and sink inside of me to the hilt.
I rock my hips, feeling the fullness of finally having you inside
me. Your lips find mine as you set a
slow and steady pace. Withdrawing almost
completely before slowing sinking back in.
My hips rise to meet your thrusts and soon I feel you groan into my
mouth, “Fuck, you feel good”.
The pace you set is agonizingly slow. I can tell you're enjoying the fact that
you're driving me crazy. I start to
plead for more. I want it hard, and
fast, and long, and deep. I need it
all. Now. You respond with more force. The same agonizingly slow pace, but with a
punctuated inward thrust. With each
powerful thrust you bottom out inside me and I can feel you touching that sweet
spot deep inside. My teeth sink into my
bottom lip as I bite back a sob.
You stop moving. Your
arms relax and you shift your weight, bringing your body almost completely down
on top of me. Your hands circled under
my back and down to cup my ass. Your
chest is pressed fully into mine and our bodies are connected in every
way. You lift me up and grind into
me. My breath is coming out in pants
against your neck. I rock my hips up as
I clutch your back and shoulders. I gasp
as you hit that special spot so deep inside me.
At that sound, you begin pumping into me hard and fast. I wrap my legs around your hips, pulling you
harder into me. I moan as the base of
your cock rubs my clit every time you push inside me. I can feel the tingle start, as I get closer
to falling. You thrust inside me as deep
as you can get then stop. I hear a
strangled moan escape your lips as you grind into me. Over and over again, until I can barely stand
it any more.
Then, you're moving inside me again. A rhythmic push and pull that hits all the
right spots. Soon, I'm writhing against
you. Your thrusts become harder, less
controlled. It's all too much... the
feel, the touch, and the taste of you push me over. You slam your lips to mine and I cum. Hard.
My hips buck up against yours and my pussy spasms around you.
Your mouth trails back down to that spot where my neck meets
my shoulder. You bite down as you finally
give into the pleasure. I can feel your
cock swell and twitch as you empty yourself deep inside me. You collapse into me, over me. Our breathing is ragged and I can feel your
heart thundering against my chest. You
kiss your way back up to my lips. Gently
you suck my bottom lip and nip at it.
I moan softly against you as you slowly pull out and roll to
your back. You pull me against your
body, spooning behind me. My head rests
on your arm as you gently stroke my skin.
You bring your other hand under my chin and tilt my head back. Smiling, you kiss me deeply. My head falls back to your arm with a
contented sigh. There are no need for
words, your love for me evident in the caressing strokes and warm, lazy kisses
we share as we drift off.
