Your smile is a sight I can look at forever. Words can’t describe the overwhelming feelings I get when you look at me like that. I wanted this moment to drag on forever. Ours eyes locked while we grinned. We wanted the same thing. We craved eachother, Our touch, our taste, and our presence. The way you looked at me felt reassuring as I stroke your hair.
We laughed and giggled as my fingers poked your face playfully. I place my hand over your face, covering your eyes and nose. You playfully bite my hand.
Eventually you got the better of me and moved my hand out of the way. You giggled as you stood up, grab my face, and pull me for a kiss. My eyes closes whilst tasting your upper and lower lips. The rain didn’t stop and neither did we. You get comfortable meanwhile our lips wouldn’t stop hugging.
I feel you saddling on top of me as I sit on the couch. Your knees bent and you sit on my thighs. Im looking up at you while you look down at me. We continue to kiss passionately and once again; our lips smacking echoes throughout the apartment.
My hands gently grab your waist. I trace your curves, moving upwards towards your upper back. They move back down caressing your skin till reaching your breast. I massage them, how plumb they feel against my palm. I caress and groped, making a circular motion.
You lean closer to me. Gesturing me to kiss your chest, my lips embrace and hugs your breast. My tongue glides against your skin as my lips kisses. Focusing my attention on your nipple, I hear your beatiful moans. Your voice is like music to my hears. Hearing you gives me the greatest pleasure, knowing I’m making you feel good. That’s all I care when I’m with you.
We hear the sound of the rain, colliding against the windows. Reflecting our, gradually building, aggressive crave towards eachother. I feel your hands once again gripping my hair, pushing me closer to you. My arms wrapped around you while my hands are placed on your upper back. You gracefully lift your neck and chin, looking upwards. Seeing your upper body stretching, I recognized how you’re intoxicated with lust. You look back down, seeing me kiss and suck your nipples. Your warm heavy breathing coats my face while we make eye contact. Your feed back, moans, and groans, fuels me. Your actions and voice intoxicated me.
Your hands desperately reached for my pants. You struggle to unfastened, I feel you quivering. We both helped my pants off and what’s left of my clothing. We find ourselves almost being one, naked and embracing eachothers bodies.
Your hands reach for my throbbing shaft. Its twitches and leaks of pre cum when your delicate hands grips around it. I let out a moan and close my eyes. My warm, heavy, and unsteady, breathing hits your nipple. I look up at you and breath against your lips as you stroke me. I embrace the warm touch of your soft palm and fingers, wrapped around my shaft. You move your hands up and down towards my base, slowly. I feel completely under your control as you took charge of my pleasure. You watched me loose control as I’m filled with primal lust. I quiver and let out moans. I felt vulnerable but so comfortable under your care.
I couldn’t hold it any longer. Your other hand caress my face and reassured me, telling me to hold on. I’m losing my mind; I’m closing in to orgasming.
You place your palm on the tip, griping and covering the head of my shaft. You hold it for a few moments. You let me find my composure after the build up and teasing. You kiss me while griping my shaft sliding it against your folds. The sensation of our bare touch, rubbing against eachother, felt beatiful. My tip pierces your entrance and our moans vibrate through our mouths. We breath heavily as our forehead rest against eachother. You slowly sink down embracing my shaft. I caress and stroke your hair, comforting you as you take me in. We feel eachother; we take in the moment. We felt as one.
You arch your back. Your arms extend and reach for the frame of the couch, over my shoulders, and grip. My hands slides down your body and gently grabs your hips. I feel your hips move back and forth. We kiss while you move your hips in a circular motion. You move your body, slightly and ever so cautiously, up and down.
We let out moans as we feel eachother more and more. You begin to move your hips up and down with confidence. I feel your walls tightening around my shaft. I begin to grip your waist harder. I find myself looking down and breathing against your chest. My hands move up your back and pull you in closer. Your hands grip my hair and pull me closer to you. I find myself leaning towards you. Your hands slide down the back of my hand and grip my shoulders. We hear our bodies, smacking against eachother, echoing throughout the apartment. The sound of the rain reflects our agression. We felt like animals as we ran on pure primal instinct.
Your nails scratches and digs into my skin, on the back of my shoulders. I didn’t care about the pain, it just felt so good. I couldn’t help but move my hips, clashing against rhythm of your downward movements. The sound grew louder as we pound and pound. We slowly are coated with eachothers sweat. We shout, grunt, and screamed. We didn’t care if anyone heard us. For all we know, it was just you and me in this world. Nothing else mattered.
There was a storm outside. Lighting flashes. The sound of the rain, hitting the windows, was louder than ever before. Time didn’t seem to exist; we didn’t know how long we were feeling and grinding eachother.
I felt the sense of orgasms creeping up on me. We frantically breath into eachothers mouths; we continue moaning and moaning. We kept shouting and grunting. The sensation is creeping closer and closer, until we burst. We felt the spark of electricity jolting through our spines. We stared into eachother eyes, climaxing and our voices stutters.
I feel your body relaxing. I feel your head on my shoulder. My hand reaches the back of your head and gently held you. I feel and hear you catching your breath. I descend and lay on my back. I find your cheek resting on top of my chest. I stroke your hair and caress your face. I feel your small breaths against my skin. I find you sound asleep. I caress your hair to the side and reached to kiss your forehead. I close my eyes, embracing you as my arms wraps around you.
I hear the stormy rain turned into droplets of water drizzling. I can hear he intervals between, the droplets hitting the window, long and spaced out.
I hear the phone buzzing. My eyes open. My arms empty. The bright light piercing the windows hit my face. Squinting, I look around and find myself in the bedroom. I turned towards the window. No rain clouds. It was quiet, as if it was a calm before a storm.
My eyes widen and reach for my phone.
2 miss calls. And 2 unread messages
“Hey, you’re up for tonight?”
“I couldn’t wait so I started heading over, if that’s okay”.
I hear a knock on my door. I quickly jumped out of bed. I sprinted, tripped and fell, trying to answer. I reached the door panting, trying to catch my breath. I open and see you smiling, “Hey you! you okay?”.
I smiled back.
Listening for the rain.
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