She doesn’t even get a chance to put Her handful of belongings down. He pins Her against the front door, puts the weight of His body on Her slight frame, clutches Her throat and kisses Her, hard, blissfully hard. He squeezes ever so slightly, feeling the vasodilation in Her jugular against His palm, ink stained callouses from hours spent sketching are rough against Her skin. She relents, opens Her mouth then slowly lets Her guard drop and then disappear as She unburdens Herself from any lingering doubts, letting them drain from Her body, downward through the tile floor below Her feet. He is going to experience Her fully, honestly, undiluted.
After a minute they break away to give them both a moment for their heads to catch up. Her head is swimming but She finds Her determination. She throws Her things on the table in the foyer. She pointedly directs him to put HIs fleece jacket on the dining room chair and follow Her.
She leads Him to Her bedroom and everything happens as if She is outside Her body or if She is watching a movie. For the first time, She experiences an intimate encounter with a new partner that has zero awkwardness to it. They both know exactly what to do, when to do it, what the other wanted. Maybe the all the meticulous messaging for so many months before has created the perfect blueprint. For them, there were no questions, only answers.
Soft orange light from a dimmer casts the bedroom in low contrast, the bed neatly made with gray and white checkered bedding adorned with several fluffy pillows with the same pattern. The head board is on of the bookshelf headboards with lots of storage and a spacious shelf. As eastward facing window is covered with shades and gauzy sheer panels. In the corner a tall dresser with the television positioned for optimal viewing from the bed.
He sits on the edge of Her bed and She nestles in between HIs legs draping Her arms around His shoulders. Standing at just under five feet, Her face perfectly aligns with His. He reaches out and strokes errant strands of faded mahogany waves behind Her ear while He stares into Her green gold irises. She is hopelessly adorable in Her ripped blue jeans peekaboo patches of skin showing off from the holes, tight black cotton shirt straining against Her chest and gray sneakers. That cute type that looks just as good with clothes on as off. She takes this moment to fully appreciate how gorgeous He is, His face brimming with earnest desire. His eyes are quite exquisite up close, more stormy gray than blue even, adorned with feathery blonde lashes. The perfectly angled slope of His nose leads Her down to HIs most lovely feature- HIs mouth. An unusually sensual mouth for a boy, His adorable pink pout, full and soft, with a worn V shaped scar sitting under the indent of HIs upper lip. She is inexplicably in love with it. She cradles HIs face with Her hands and runs Her right hand along HIs jawline, feeling the slight stubble under Her fingers and caressing HIs lower lip with Her thumb. She intently holds His gaze, watches HIs pupils dilate as the black overtakes the gray.
He is barely able to utter a murmur as She leans in and kisses Him as deep as She can. Now THIS, this she remembers, burned into Her memory like fire emblazoned on a fresh sapling. She presses Her body against HIs, even fully dressed She can feel His body heat. She is immediately struck by the corresponding tempo of their kissing as if they have done this a thousand times before, each exchange unique and yet perfect. She kisses the groove of HIs laugh lines, He occasionally bite and pull the Her lip. All they have done is kiss, fully clothed and yet this is the essential moment for Her. It’s the validation of Her blind faith in all those late nights, all those voluminous threads pregnant with affectionate emojis, all those long-distance promises.
The fantasy is over, This is real now.
He holds Her with HIs grip around Her rib cage, resting his fingers in her intercostal grooves, digging HIs fingertips slightly into Her back toward Her spine then running them down to Her[MOU2] slim waist feeling each knot of Her ribs. She pulls away for a moment and buries Her face in His neck and squeezes Him tightly. She wants to melt into Him so every inch of Her is touching every inch of Him. She can’t get close enough, She is has the nonsensical urge to be inside Him. She lifts Her shirt up over Her head and tosses it aside. It reveals Her D cups, presenting their bounty in the black lace bra He helped Her pick out at during a cheeky Facetime shopping trip to Victorias Secret She surprised Him with a few weeks ago.
He leans into Her and in a full octave deeper than normal, breathlessly whispers in Her ear
“mm baby, you are sooo sexy”
This simple declaration of affection hits Her ears and sends a frenzied shockwave down Her spine. That voice…the true crux of Her affection for Him. Normally a welcoming, upbeat, melody of a voice that She hears daily on his show… is now warm and heavy with a dark edge like slightly burnt caramel. ‘Baby’ is His pet name for Her and She covets it. Her panties become wet with the saccharine glaze only He can elicit from Her.
She reaches back and unfastens her bra, slowly letting it slide down her arms onto the floor. She takes control of the momentum and reaches out and pulls His shirt over His head. He immediately buries His face in Her abundant breasts, resting His lips on Her sternum, lingering there for a moment, feeling the slight tremor of Her heartbeats against the bone. Her perky taupe nipples, now taut with desire, refuse to be ignored. He places His mouth over Her left nipple, sucking and running His tongue over it while fondling the right, squeezing and feeling the swell rebound in his hand. Her nipples so stimulated, every bump of His tongue ratchets Her up. He playfully bites and pulls Her lip causing a baby yelp from Her. He looks up with an evil smile, their eyes lock. This short interlude is officially over, She has waited long enough. She unbuttons Her jeans their mutual undressing is a fluid blur until She stands before Him in just her panties. Sheer pink cheeky bottoms tattooed with swooping birds at each hip.
They embrace again briefly to kiss again then He lays back forming a right angle on the bed while She remains standing, His cock now engorged thick with His longing for Her. She leans in, taking Him into Her mouth. She loves sucking His cock, loves being in control of Him. She concentrates on loosening Her throat to take Him deeper with every pass until She is able to take all of Him in, turning His insides gelatinous with pleasure. In this position. She can’t make eye contact as She has opted to angle Her hips back toward His face but this gives Him a view of Her perfectly rounded ass. The ass of a girl who does a hundred squats a day to make Him happy. He loves every picture of it She sent. He fantasized about sinking His teeth into it. He is within arm length however, and reaches out and moves Her panties aside. He deftly moves His hand in between Her thighs and stimulates Her clit gingerly with circular motions using His middle finger then rubbing it gently, making Her now moan with His cock in Her mouth, causing an orgasmic vibration on His manhood. He begins to bury His fingers inside Her, grinding them against the velveteen walls of Her impossibly tight pussy. Rivulets of cum stream onto His hand as Her moans are stifled by His thick cock. Hand now drenched He moves His thumb upward applying gentle pressure to Her pink virginal rosebud. He continues applying pressure using Her own cum as lubricant until He breaks the threshold, pushing deeper, stimulating every nerve ending in Her eager little ass. Her hamstrings contract in an effort to keep her upright as She arches onto Her tiptoes with orgasm, Her whole body flushing with exhilaration as She climaxes for Him with His fingers buried so deep inside Her, He can feel it.
Her orgasm ebbing, He pulls away and it’s Her turn to receive. She climbs onto the bed, bent over with knees on the edge, calves hanging over. He squares Himself between Her legs, taking his bulging cock and finally penetrates Her unbelievably wet pussy. He cannot recall any woman ever getting this wet for Him. Enjoying His turn for dominance, reaching His right arm out and pushes Her shoulders into the sheets as He vigorously fucks Her from behind, slamming into Her watching how it makes Her ass move. Her moans now muffled by the sheets, the submissive nature of that sound excites Him so He feels like He is going to cum too soon. He pulls out for a quick reprieve, She lifts Her upper body back up as He reaches out, grabs Her mane, pulling Her head back and kissing Her in classic Spiderman pose.
He then lowers Himself and spreads Her luscious peach halves and buries His tongue inside Her. Obsessive about her hygiene with a fresh Brazilian wax, Her asshole is immaculate and tastes of coconut oil. Blood rushes from Her head, the heat of passion coursing through Her bloodstream like She had never experienced. She feels almost dizzy. The veins in His dick go crazy for every elated moan from Her. Every flick of His tongue finding a new nerve ending, generating a new sensation for Her. The pleasure from His tongue burrows it’s tendrils deep inside Her core, every cell in her body is hydrolyzing ATP and She feels the energy potential building but it has no where to release. She has to clutch the sheets, practically crawing out of Her own skin as She breathes “oh my god, yes, yes, yeees” Finally, He can’t take anymore, He deftly grabs Her, flips Her onto Her back and envelopes Her. He runs His hands over the smooth skin of Her legs to Her knees, grabs under Her knees and pulling them up and He enters Her again, burying Himself so deep in Her impatient pussy. They intimately embrace in this position now, exchanging loving kisses while He thrusts deeper, mattress springs groaning with each roll of His hips. He is able to find Her G Spot, She cries out His name as She wraps Her legs around Him and pulls Him in. He can feel Her muscles clutch around His cock and spasm. It’s too much, He can’t take anymore, He wants to keep going but musters the fortitude to propel back, pulling out just in time to stroke His dripping wet cock once then covering Her breasts and belly in His feverishly warm cum.
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Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/c3qev1/far_from_the_shallow_end_excerpt
Thanks for the excerpt. It was seriously hot.