Boudoir

Erica was both nervous and excited. She was camera shy, but wanted to take these photos, just for herself if nothing else. Mostly to see if she could see what so many other people, including her husband, seemed to see that she could not. So without telling a soul she booked a boudoir session with a local photographer who was known for making people comfortable in front of the camera.

When she arrived at the studio Erica was unsure what to expect but the pretty blonde adjusting lights wasn’t quite it. For some reason she’d pictured someone very no nonsense, not this young looking woman with her hair in a pony tail. “Umm…hello?” The woman turned and she was stunning. Chocolate brown eyes, high cheek bones and that blonde hair all set off a stunning complexion. “Oh hi! You must be Erica. I’m Laurel and I’ll be shooting you today. You can change into your first outfit over there and make any hair or make up touches as you need. I’ll be ready to start here shortly.”

Erica ducked over to the screened off area where Laurel had pointed out she could changed and opted for a hot pink fishnet dress with matching bra and panties that set off her chocolate skin perfectly. She checked her make up in the mirror one last time and ran her hands through her hair even though it looked just fine the way it was. Shyly she peeked out from behind the screen and saw Laurel watching for her. “Come on, don’t be shy! You’re gorgeous and these pictures will show it.” Erica took a deep breath and stepped out from behind the screen in her lingerie and walked over to the shooting area. Laurel took a few test shots and adjusting the lighting a bit more before nodding approvingly. “You ready? Just relax and do whatever comes naturally. Let yourself feel confident and sexy and let that show.”

Eventually the photos became better and better as Erica relaxed. Laurel watched her subject through the lens of her camera and, unexpectedly, became very turned on. They broke for an outfit change which resulted in Erica calling out to Laurel for an extra pair of hands to lace her into a beautiful brocade corset and adjust her garters in the back. The touch of Laurel’s hands on the backs of Erica’s thighs got her attention in a way she’d never felt before, even with her husband and she wondered if Laurel had felt the spark as well.

They resumed shooting, this time on the bed in the studio, getting some close ups of Erica’s face and breasts. Nothing lewd or untasteful, just sexy, slightly revealing photos that Erica could choose to share…or not. Laurel began to reach out and touch her subject, moving her this way and that and each time she did, they both felt that spark of attraction and wondered if the other felt it too. Finally, Laurel stopped shooting and point blank asked Erica if she felt the same attraction to her that she felt to Erica. “The other woman nodded, “I do. And I don’t understand it. Do you?” “No, but I am curious…” And laurel captured the shot of Erica’s surprised face laughing softly. “Aren’t you?” “Well, yes, but…” “No buts.” And Laurel sat her camera aside and leaned forward and kissed Erica softly. The ignition was immediate and Erica pulled the petite woman onto the bed.

Their kisses became more frantic as they both struggled to free Erica from her corset and Laurel from her skin tight jeans. Their mouths and hands were everywhere fueling each others desire. Finally freed from her clothing Erica grabbed Laurel and pinned her to the bed, biting gently at her nipples for a moment before sliding down and burying her face between the other woman’s thighs. They both felt there was no time here to waste. Laurel wiggled and squirmed both at Erica’s ministrations and in order to get herself to a position where she could touch Erica. When she could reach her fingers circled Erica’s clit eliciting a moan from the other woman and Laurel began to touch and tease, barely sliding her fingers in and out of Erica’s wetness. The two women, for all their inexperience, dove wholeheartedly into the explorations of each others bodies. It took no time at all for them to become quite familiar and even less time for Laurel to be coming on Erica face. Erica held Laurel in place and sucked on her clit until she begged her to stop and then kissed the blonde’s inner thigh gently before resting her head there as Laurel continued to probe and finger her pussy. Finally Laurel found that oh so sweet spot she wanted and rubbed her fingers back and forth had and fast, wanting, no needing, to make Erica orgasm for her. The touch worked and Erica was suddenly writing on the bed as her orgasm hit. Before she could recover Laurel had grabbed the camera and clicked a few quick shots of this beautiful woman, sated and happy, before locking the studio door and returning to the bed with Erica.

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Wicked Wednesday 277 – Eavesdropping- (What Eric Overhears)

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Eric rolled over and glanced at the clock as he heard the front door open and close. Nearly 2AM. Charlie must’ve closed down the bars again, he thought. Then he heard a feminine laugh. Now that got his attention. He wondered what she looked like, if her voice matched that sultry laugh he’d heard just moments ago. Eric was almost curious enough to get up for a drink and find out, but he knew if he stayed out then he’d hear a lot more than just her laugh.

It didn’t take long before he heard Charlie’s bedroom door open and then close and Eric knew he was in for a treat. Charlie was definitely a ladies’ man and Eric was, well, he was just Eric, unassuming and shy and the young women on campus never paid him much attention. So he had other ways of getting his kicks. He quietly climbed out of bed and moved closer to the wall separating the two rooms, his dick half hard already. He could hear Charlie’s deeper voice, but couldn’t make out what he was saying and then he heard the girl he’d brought home half squeal, half moan with delight. What a sexy little noise and Eric wanted her to do it again. From the sounds of silence from Charlie and the moans of his guest he could just picture his friend going down on the lovely girl he’d brought home and that only made him harder.

But he wanted to take his time and wait for them. Suddenly there was a flurry of moans and cries and a hushed “Shhh, you’ll wake my roommate.” as the unknown girl had her first orgasm of the evening. Eric wrapped a hand around his fully hard dick as this point and stroked himself slowly, just waiting and listening for more. The sounds became more muffled but Eric could just make out the soft murmurs and moans of them sharing a kiss. He could almost picture the young woman smiling at Charlie as he heard her say, “Mmm, I do taste good on your lips. Can I have another taste?” Eric gave a lewd grin as he heard the bed creak and then silence from Charlie once more as the moans from his partner began to escalate. Eric heard Charlie chuckle, which made the woman cry out and again he admonished her about waking his roommate. She gave that same laugh and responded, “I don’t care. Let him wake up and listen in. That might be hot.”

Eric bit back a noise at that point and could just imagine the couples eyes on him. He squirmed with delicious anticipation and slowed himself down, tense with anticipation. Finally he heard the girl begging for Charlie to just fuck her already and then heard the bang of Charlie’s headboard against the wall as he seemed to forget about his previous comments about not waking his roommate. Eric stepped even closer to the wall, stroking himself furiously at this point as he listened to the moans, groans, and whimpers of the couple on the other side of the wall. ‘Yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!,” came the woman voice in a loud gasping voice and that was just too much for Eric. He grabbed for a tissue as he fought the urge to come so quickly, but hearing her begging to be fucked had pushed him to his limits. Moments later his orgasm as exploded as he heard the girl in the other room wailing out her second orgasm of the night at the same time.

Eric grinned, satisfied with himself and his eavesdropping and stealthily climbed back into bed to settle down, still listening to the headboard banging against the wall. He listened less intently until he heard Charlie’s voice telling her to ride him and the shifting of their positions across the squeaky bed. Suddenly, he was rock hard again and the noises that the girl made as she impaled herself on Charlie’s dick were enough to make Eric ready to come again. He bit his tongue to suppress his own noise and stroked his dick silently, not bothering to get out of bed this time as the fucking couple had become loud enough to easily hear from across the room. “Yeah, that’s it baby, ride me good and hard and come on my cock.” Another wail from the unknown woman told her third orgasm of the night and a grunt from Charlie signaled his own impending orgasm. Eric began moving his hand up and down furiously and quickly felt himself spurting against his belly, still biting back the noises that he wanted to make so he wouldn’t get cause listening in. As the noise in Charlie’s room subsided, so did Eric’s lust and he dozed off to dreams of unknown women with sultry laughs.

Kink of the Week – Squirting – (On The Nose)

They were new lovers and she was still in awe of the ways he could make her feel, make her come for him. One evening after a particularly stressful day at work, she got home and there he was, waiting for her. She smiled and at her stress started to melt away when she saw him. They went inside and he took charge very quickly.

“Be good for me and go get out of those clothes.” She laughed and assured him that there was nothing she’d rather do right about now. She hated her work uniform. As she stripped he came up behind her and fondled her breasts, tugging at her nipples until she whimpered with desire. Her pants slid down her hips and over her ass, taking her panties with them and she was fully nude. He held her close to him for a moment before bending her forward a bit and giving her a sharp swat on the ass just because he knew she liked it. She felt herself begin to moisten immediately and grinned, wondering just how far they’d go this time. He’d been teasing her for weeks, but hadn’t fucked her with his cock. Yet. Would today be the day, she wondered?

They kissed hard and passionate for long moments at a time, the way new lovers do and he took her breath away. Then he sat her down on the edge of the bed, kneeling there as he kissed and nibbled and caressed his way down her body. Slowly, he parted her thighs, knowing she was sensitive about letting him see her pussy up close and personal. She’d been so shy with him at first, but she was getting better. “Lay back,” he murmured, kissing first one thigh then the other. She did as he asked and knotted her fingers nervously into the bed. “Don’t worry, Sweetheart. You’ll enjoy this I promise.”

And his mouth descended on her. She twitched and then did her best to hold still (he’d forgotten to take his glasses off and she didn’t want to break them) He moved slowly, just licking gently at her pussy, getting to know the taste of her. His hands rested on her thighs, almost, but not quite, holding her down. She knew she could stop him, but she didn’t want to and her fingers began to relax as he toyed with her, using just his tongue. First it was slow, then broad sweeping strokes, followed by quick, short intense licks, directly to her clit and she moaned softly, bucking her hips again. This time she bumped his glasses and he grinned up at her as her removed them then settled back in to acquaint himself with the wonderful cunt before him.

It wasn’t long before she was squirming and pushing her hips insistently against him, wanting all he could give her and more. She felt herself tense up and knew that a massive orgasm was coming. He felt it too and immediately slowed his pace just a bit, not wanting to give this treat up quite yet. She looked down at him, over her stomach and arched an eyebrow at his teasing. His laugh was muffled against her skin and the vibrations it caused were enough to make her head fall back against the bed. He resumed his assault on her pussy and began to caress the tops of her thighs again, enjoying the smoothness under his hands. She sighed at the touch and tried to figure out how to get more, how to get him to finally fuck her. After a moment she lost the thought and simply let herself enjoy the attention her pussy was getting.

Again, she started to tense up and this time instead of slowing down he upped the ante and became almost fierce in his need for her. He wrapped his lips around her clit and began to suck hard. And that’s what did it. She thrashed against him as she came, squirting all over his face, drenching him completely with her juices. He pulled away from her just a little and laughed causing another tiny gush of liquid to rush from her body and she moaned in delight. “Told you you’d enjoy yourself, Sweetheart.”

Wicked Wednesday 276 – Foreigner – (The Games We Play)

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Allen smiled down at Lana as they swayed gently to an old power ballad during an 80s night at a small club they sometimes frequented. Lana didn’t know the words to this one, nor did she care when she was with him. Allen surprised her, with a soft voice as the chorus came up, “I’ve been waiting for a girl like you to come into my life, I’ve been waiting for a girl like you, a love that will survive.” They shared a gentle kiss and she let her head rest on his shoulder. She always felt so safe with him, so loved. And so utterly desired. Suddenly as nice as the dancing was and his voice at her ear at been, she was ready for something else. She kissed him briefly, with a bridled passion that was ready to be let loose. “Take me home, Allen. Show me, I wanna know what love is; I want you to show me. Again and again.”

Quickly they found their way home and into bed together, giggling like a couple of seventeen year old kids as they threw various movie quotes and song lyrics back and forth while sharing kisses and gentle touches. Gradually the kisses and the touches both became less gentle and more frantic as their need built and the silly game they often played came to an abrupt end. Allen kissed Lana everywhere he could reach, ran his fingers through her hair and held her close for a long moment, savoring the feel of her against him. She fairly purred and snuggled closer; she could feel how he wanted her and smiled at him, “I love you Allen.” He kissed her again and murmured an, “I love you,” against her lips.

Then he gathered her up lifting her upper body towards him and began planting kisses against her breasts, brushing her nipples with his lips, and finally sucking and biting at them just the way he knew she enjoyed. Lana moaned softly and arched her back, trying to get closer to him and began to squirm at the feelings he elicited from her body. She felt his cock twitch and she wiggled her way along his body so that she could immediately slide herself down the length of him and they both gasped at the feeling. “Impatient woman? Or are you just hot blooded?,” his voice was teasing, but husky with desire and she merely smiled and ground her hips against his before finding a rhythm that was just perfect for the urgent need that she felt. He hands reached up to cup the breasts he had been kissing and he toyed with them, almost roughly before sliding his hands to her hips and just holding on while she rode him.

Allen lost himself in the feel of her wrapped around him and his eyes closed briefly before he opened them again to stare at the beauty before him. Then without warning he wrapped his arms around her tightly and rolled so she was pinned beneath him and drove his cock into her hard and fast, aching with need, wanting to feel her muscles twitch and grab at him. He wanted her to come for him and him alone. Lana lost her breath for a second at the sudden movement and then laughed softly, a deep throaty noise that told him how much she loved it when he took charge like this. Her hips rose to meet his and her legs wrapped around him. The room was permeated with the scent of sex.

Lana flexed and tightened her pussy around Allen’s cock drawing a groan from him as he looked down at her. “Do that again.” She repeated the motion and drew another noise from Allen so she simply didn’t stop what she was doing. Soon they were both moaning and fighting for control of themselves during something so raw and primal between them. As though a dam broke Lana cried out Allen’s name over and over and she was coming on his cock drenching him in her wetness. That was enough for Allen and he swore as his own orgasm followed hers. Lexi felt him come, the warmth inside of her, and orgasmed again still whimpering his name. She sighed softly in contentment as he slipped from her body and wrapped himself around her. Lana grinned and snuggled against him and immediately resumed the game from earlier with a song lyric, “And it feels like the first time like it never did before, feels like the first time like we’ve opened up the door, feels like the first time. And it always will I think.” She wondered if she could cuddle closer to him as his voice came back with a lyric of his own, “I don’t want to live without you, I could never live without you, live without your love. And yes, I think it always will too, Princess.” She rolled her eyes at the silly nickname, one she’d earned after she admitted that she had no idea how to cook and leaned up to give him another kiss. “So, now its up to you, can we make a secret rendezvous?” And she winked devilishly. He grinned back at her, “Babe, you fill my eyes with that double vision.” And he kissed her  already dizzy with need for her again.

There are two other stories in this series and you can read them here and here.

Round Two

The smell of sex permeated the air. Michelle shot her boyfriend, Josh a sideways look and grinned. “So, you ready for round two?” He laughed softly and looked back at the pretty redhead next to him. “Gimme a minute. But only a minute,” and he laughed again, pulling Michelle close to him. The pair snuggled together contented just as they were for now. But Michelle soon had other plans.

Michelle kissed Josh’s cheek a few minutes later and then left a trail of warm kisses down the side of his jawline to his neck and across a collarbone. She slid lower, her body still pressed to his and kissed a nipple, making him jump and giggle. “Don’t do that,” he teased smiling at her. She immediately did it again before kissing her way down his stomach. Purposefully she ignored his groin and rapidly hardening dick to kiss and lick at his inner thighs instead. She raked her nails along the outsides of his legs and he hissed softly wanting more now. She looked up, giving him an innocent smile. ‘Something wrong?” He merely stared at her, waiting to see what she would do next, hoping she’d wrap her hand around him or, even better, her lips.

She dipped her head down and ran her tongue along his balls, gently sucking them, one at a time, into her mouth. Josh’s hips bucked and he almost begged her, but he knew it was all part of the game they played. By now his dick was rock hard and ready for that second round Michelle had mentioned earlier. Still she ignored it in favor of teasing him, her hands smoothing along his skin, her lips planting a kiss here or there, in the sensitive spot where his leg met his body. Her mouth was watering for his dick but she loved to touch and kiss and feel him under her hands.
Finally she reached out and ran a fingertip down the length of him and he shuddered at the touch as his eyes begged for more. She blew a puff of air across the head of his dick and then her tongue darted out to flicker across the tip of him. Josh groaned softly. “Shell, please…” She heard the pleading note in his voice and smiled as he surrendered to her touch. In the next instant she had him halfway down her throat sucking for all she was worth. One hand rested against the outside of his leg and the other hand reached down to massage his balls gently as she sucked hard. Josh became more vocal now grunting and moaning and telling her not to stop. Michelle flashed him a look that said she had no intention of stopping, but she did slow down to a more leisurely, teasing pace that drove him wild with need.

Before she could register his movements, he was in control as he grabbed her hair and fucked her face harder. She relaxed against him, her throat opening up and she swallowed every time he hit the back of her mouth, timing her breathing with his strokes. She loved taunting him, but she also loved when he held by her hair and fucked her like he was doing now. She snaked a hand down her body reaching for her clit and began to rub at it furiously wanting to orgasm when he shot his load in her mouth. She moaned around his dick and both of their movements became more frantic. She knew he was close and so was she. With a whimper, she felt her pussy begin to tighten and clench at nothing and rocked her hips against her fingers.

Michelle sucked has Josh fucked and there was an undeniable passion that rose between them. A gasp from Josh caught her attention and he looked down at her. “I’m gonna fucking come and I want you to swallow every drop.” She moaned again, as though in acquiescence and doubled the movement of her fingers. Wresting control from him for a moment she buried his dick down her throat as she began to orgasm, choking herself on his dick as she did. The more she choked, the harder her orgasm was and it sent him over the edge until he was shooting hot ropes of come down her throat.

Finally he pulled away from her and looked down at her bright red face and tear streaked cheeks and smiled. “You loved every bit of that didn’t you my dirty girl?” She nodded, not quite able to speak, and crawled back up the bed to lay in his arms. He pulled her close as they had been previously and kissed the top of her head. “I love you.”

Wicked Wednesday 273 – (Fucking Later )

Allen woke slowly, soothed by the touch of gentle hands gliding along his warm skin. It was still dark out, but he could make out Lana’s figure from the light of the small digital clock on the nightstand. He growled softly and reached for her, but she moved out of reach as her hands trailed down his thighs, over his knees, and along his calves. Then she moved closer again sliding her body along his and planting a decisive kiss on his wonderfully full lips. Before she could slip out of reach he caught her in his arms for another kiss and she could feel how much he wanted her. She wanted him just as much and she made a soft noise in the back of her throat at the feeling. Breaking the kiss she dove away from him under the top sheet, giggling.

The next thing Allen felt was her lips wrapped around him sliding up and down as her hands had along his body earlier. He lay perfectly still, allowing her to take her pleasure for a few moments before he couldn’t contain the subtle motions he made. Lana hummed her approval at this and made him jerk his hips hard against her face. So she laughed, causing him to repeat the action. He tasted so good and was so smooth against her lips. He reached down, running his hand across her head and tugging gently at her hair. She moaned, but popped up and peeked out at him. “Yes?” “My turn, you teasing little minx.”

And he pulled her up the bed next to him and moved down himself as she obediently flipped over onto her back. Allen spread Lana’s creamy thighs, kissing the insides of them and teasingly made his way further up, running his tongue along the length of her slit, causing her to twitch. He did it again. His tongue dipped further, tasting her, torturing her a bit with his slow, shallow, gentle movements. She squirmed on the bed and that is when he grabbed her hips and buried his face against her wetness laughing as he did so. Time to find out if his fiery redheaded beauty was multi-orgasmic. Allen licked and sucked and nibbled at her, relishing the act itself as much as he enjoyed the woman he was with. Lana’s fingers clutched at the bed and her voice was strangled, “Allen, please don’t stop.” He grinned to himself and doubled his onslaught. Moments later she came for him crying his name over and over. But she didn’t tell him to stop. She was becoming much more sensitive and Allen slid two fingers inside of her curling them gently as he moved them in and out. His attention focused solely on her clit now while he fingered her and her back arched off the bed every time he curled his fingers so he kept that motion up while sucking at her clit and was delightfully surprised when she grabbed his head and pulled him closer to her. He took his cue and began to move his fingers faster while sucking harder and slowly he could feel her body tensing around him and hear her breathing change as she got closer to coming again. Moments later her back arched harder than it had before and she ground herself against his face greedily riding out another orgasm. He laughed softly and kissed her inner thigh. “Up for more baby?” Lana looked down at him and grinned. “Please fuck me. Hard and fast.” “As you wish.” And they both laughed at the movie reference before sharing silly smiles.

Allen gave her one final kiss to the thigh, tore open a condom, and then moved up along her body planting kisses as he went. His slowness was devious to Lana and she gave a pleasurable but obviously frustrated sigh. “Someone’s impatient,” he teased and kissed her lips lightly before slipping inside of her pussy. They both groaned at the sensation and Allen did as she had asked, fucking her hard and fast feeling her hips rise to meet his and he knew that he’d never last if he kept this up, but damn it felt good. Lana was tight around his cock and he closed his eyes just focusing on that feeling for a moment, before he suddenly stopped and rolled over to his back, bringing Lana with him. “I want to watch you fuck me,” he breathed and Lana ground her hips into his.

She placed her hands on his chest and began to ride him as hard as she could, rolling her hips in waves, in circles, and sometimes just bouncing up and down on his cock. Her pussy throbbed with anticipation of an impending orgasm and she grinned at him wickedly before reaching up to play with her own nipples. She never looked away from his face watching him closely and with a tug of her nipples and a twitch of his cock they were both coming, their voice and moans intermingling. They were both sated once again and now it was growing light out. Allen pulled Lana down to him and held her, stroking that red hair and smiling, “I love you, you know.” And she simply snuggled closer.

Wicked Wednesday 272 – Black and White – (The Socialite and the Mechanic)

On the outside, she had it all. Her life was a whirlwind of glittering galas and charity balls. Her time was filled with social engagements and bad dates with men as rich as she. But those men bored her. She wanted something, someone real, and authentic in her life. Something beyond the boredom of charity work and ribbon cutting ceremonies. But she never knew where to look.

He was a mechanic and while his childhood had been stable and happy, they’d never had much. He scoffed to see these people on television or in glossy magazines, posing in clothes that could’ve paid his monthly mortgage twice over. But he had a good heart and never could resist a damsel in distress.

The teal 430i BMW rolled into his lot just about closing time and Allen rolled his eyes. Probably some jerk looking to get work done and they’d get angry when Allen said they were closed. Not what he wanted to deal with on a Friday night. He just wanted to go home, have a beer, watch the game, and unwind after a long week. As Allen got closer to the car, he could clearly see that the driver had a flat tire. He figured he’d stay and fix it; a flat never took long. His decision was cemented when a pretty redhead with grey eyes climbed from the vehicle. As she approached him, clearly upset, he smiled at her. “I don’t bite I promise. Any idea what you hit?” She shook her head slightly, “Not a clue. I just felt the car start to pull to the side and figured it needed looked at. I wasn’t even sure it was a flat tire.” And she laughed nervously. “But I see you’re closed up for the night. Can I leave it here and have you take a look Monday?” He arched an eyebrow, genuinely surprised at how down to earth she seemed, for driving such a spoiled rich girl sort of car.

“Actually, a flat won’t take long and you look like you’re on your way somewhere. I can fix this up in a few minutes and you can be on your way.” She grinned at him and gave a naughty giggle. “Take your time, I’m trying to avoid a bad date my mom set me up with. Here let me get a picture of the tire…” And she began to furiously text for a moment, clearly explaining to the date that she couldn’t make it and why, complete with picture. “There, that’s one to cross off my lift. And she laughed more freely this time., with him joining her. “I don’t know you, but I’d say you’re a devious little minx for that trick.” “Oh, where are my manners? My name is Lana Eggleston.” He nodded, “Allen Green. Nice to meet you Lana.”

The following Tuesday Lana’s cell phone rang with an unfamiliar number. “Hello?” “Hello, is this Lana? It’s Allen from Green’s Auto, I just wanted to let you know that your car is all fixed up and ready to go.” “Oh thank you! I’ll be down soon to pick it up.”

On the cab ride over to pick up the car she caught herself thinking about Allen and how handsome he’d been even in oil stained jeans and a grimy t-shirt, his hands black from his work. He seemed so down to earth and calm. So unlike the smooth talking men her mother seemed to think she’d prefer. Paying the cabbie she stepped out to see her baby parked in the lot and went inside to settle the bill. Allen waved her off, saying the work was on the house and she looked at him “At least let me take you to dinner. Your choice, my treat.”

They enjoyed dinner that night and quickly became an unlikely pair. They were just friends at first, sharing dinners, texting casually back and forth, and getting to know one another. Neither of them noticed when it happened, but the blue collar boy from the wrong side of town and the ball organizing socialite began to fall for one another. Lana knew it first when she was sitting next to him on his couch, drinking a beer and watching a football game and she realized that this could be her forever and she’d be happy with it. She tentatively scooted closer to him on the couch and his arm fell around her quite naturally in a gentle hug. As she settled against him and he smelled her hair and felt her small frame pressed to his he knew it too. “Lana…,” His voice was a hoarse whisper and she looked up at him, long enough to see the depths of his chocolate brown eyes before he pulled her into a full embrace his lips on hers.

They just seemed to fit right together and she nestled against him, putting all of the emotions she was feeling into the kiss they shared. Allen shifted his weight so he could stand with her in his arms and carried her to his bedroom, never breaking the kiss until he lowered her to her feet and looked at her seriously. “Are you sure?” “Are you?” And they kissed again knowing they were both absolutely certain. Moving slowly they undressed one another kissing and touching each new place as it was revealing. She learned that he liked his nipples played with and he learned that kissing the back of her right knee, but only her right knee made her shiver in delight. And that was only the beginning.

Finally they laid down together, still kissing, touching, and exploring. Slowly he kissed and nibbled at her fair skin as she caressed his tanned arms and ran her fingers through his slightly shaggy mahogany colored hair. They knew one another most intimately eventually and were both eager. There was the tear of a foil packet and a few moments later Allen hovered over Lana, looking down at her with such love on his face.

She hooked her legs around his, pulling him closer to her and they made love. It wasn’t fucking (that would come later), but this was slow and gentle, savored by them both. Growing closer to orgasm Lana grew more frantic and bucked her hips against his, only to have him hold her still and shake his head gently at her. And he moved in and out slower than before, easing her, drawing it out, wanting to watch her face as she found her pleasure. A gasp escaped her lips and she moaned his name. He grinned and suddenly rocked back and forth harder and watched her eyes shatter into a million tiny pieces as an orgasm rushed over her. He wanted to give her one more, but that feeling of her wrapped tightly around him was too much and his own orgasm followed, his eyes closed in total bliss before he moved to lie beside her on the bed and snuggle against her. They cuddled there, whispering sweet nothings, until finally sleep claimed them both.