It was a pretty hot English summer, the kind where you put away the quilt and use some sheets as bedding. They were home alone for the weekend so they decided leave his bedroom door open for some extra ventilation as well as keeping the windows open.
The heat didn’t stop them from having sex however. Young and in love they weren’t about to let a little heat stop them, although it did get a little much and at one point they opted to continue in the shower. After they had finished they went back to his room in their towels and air dried laying naked together in the bed. They laid next to each other and watch some TV shows before drifting off to sleep.
During the night he woke up and find her is not in bed. He took a look around the room and saw her standing at the window. The curtains now open and a bright blue light from the full moon lit up the room. She had also wrapped herself up in one of the bed sheets. The moons light silhouetted the shape of her body drawing him in. She hadn’t noticed him waking up and he kept silent as he stepped out of bed and made his way over to her. He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her from behind and she nuzzled her head into his arm.
Still no words were spoken as he began kissing her shoulder, his hands explored her body, gripping her breasts and caressing her hips, she let out soft moans of pleasure as his hands continued south. He could feel her legs part slightly, accepting his hand and he felt her warm clit on the tips of his fingers as he began to gently rub it. Her soft moans became more pronounced, they were no longer soft hums between closed lips but open mouthed gasps of pleasure. His finger entered her and he felt her hands grip his forearms, as his finger slid deeper he felt the degree of her eagerness, hot, wet and ready.
He placed his hand on the top of her back, a light grip around the back of her neck. As he gently pushed forward he could feel her lowering herself with him as their mutual understanding became more in sync. Her hands now leaning on the window sill, her head pressed slightly against the glass pane of the centre window. He took a small step backwards readying himself but before he could do anything she had reached back from between her legs and grasped him at the base of his cock, taking it in her hand. She pulled it up and down against herself, coating the head of his member with her dripping eagerness. With a slight wiggle of her behind she guided his cock inside of herself. He felt a rush of hot warm fluids engulfing his member as he felt her butt cheeks press against his hips. With an audible moan she lurched forward placing her hand back onto the window sill. He lent forward with her kissing her a few more times in the centre of her back before returning to an upright position.
His thrusts were naturally slow and sensual, They were sharing a moment together and neither of them needed “hard, rough sex” for this to feel amazing.
As he continued sliding his member inside of her, he pulled her upright towards him as he felt the urge to kiss her. As her head turned their lips met, the both of them so lost in the moment she turned around to face him, they stood together just kissing for a few minutes, neither of them cared that penetrative sex had stopped, they were to busy melting their bodies into one.
Soon though he felt her stomach push against his member and this reintroduction led to him lifting her up. She wrapped her legs around him and he lowered her back down onto his cock, letting out a deep gravelly moan as he entered her. Her arms wrapped around him as their lips continued to meet over and over as she grinded her hips, pulling his cock deeper and deeper into her.
He took a few steps forward and placed her on the window sill their lips and genitals a physical representation of how connected they were in that moment. She suddenly pulls her lips away and with her head tilted downward while rested against his chest, she began to let out louder, more focused moans of pleasure. In that moment he knew she was about to climax. Exited by the prospect, he too began to feel it. The two of them now, ready to meet at the finish line.
He let out a hard guttural moan as his member began to throb and pulsate inside her, As his climax began she lent back, her body pressed back first against the window and her hand furiously rubbed at her clit. With her other hand she pulled him inwards by his hips as a sign to keep thrusting. It was enough as her body began to twitch as she let out louder and louder moans, taking full advantage of what a empty house gives you. As he continued to pulsate insider her so to did she contract around his member, a perfect union of sexual symbiosis as her body was seemingly squeezing out every last drop from him.
As their combined climax finished, they took a moment to catch their breath. As they made eye contact again she gave him a look that seemed to say, don’t pull out, don’t let this moment end. He gave her as passionate a kiss as he could and pulled his hips back, removing his member from insider her. While she let out a small sigh the both of them became transfixed with the site of their combined fluids slowly pouring out of her, running down her inner cheek onto the window sill and to the floor. To the two of them It seemed to represent their reward as they embraced again with a kiss and a hug.
They each picked up the bed sheets from the floor, while she cleaned herself with hers he wrapped his around them both. She dropped her sheet again and they looked out at the bright blue illuminated moon and held each other close. Time became meaningless in that moment, They were both exactly where they were meant to be.
They scrapped the second sheet and she once again turned to face him, sharing another kiss. Smiling, he lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around him once more and her carried her over the the bed. Where they would fall sleep together, in a naked embrace.
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