Hi guys, just another memory I want to share with you. There is some backstory in the beginning as always. If you’re not interested in that, just skip to the nsfw part marked with the ______!
Enjoy:
Elijah and I (Emma) met in December last year. It went from talking of the phone for hours, to meeting in person and having mind blowing sex incredibly fast. He was the first one I met to be that open-minded and so much fun from the start.
It didn’t take too long, before we found ourselves falling for each other. But then stuff happened and we broke things off in March. We ended up hurting each other pretty badly… I took some time for myself afterwards. I deleted all my dating profiles and didn’t see Sam (my best friend) until the end of June. The time I spent on my own really gave me some time to think and put everything that had happened in the past year into perspective.
In July I was back to seeing Sam from time to time. The couple I was dating, was back in the picture too. Then August came and I hit another low. Sam was of absolutely no help, since that had gotten complicated as well… The couple I was seeing frequently… well, they are great, but I don’t like being a drag… so, we didn’t talk about my low either… The only one I really wanted to talk to was Eli… I missed him… and in a moment of weakness, I did reach out.
Sam had told me how hard the things that happened between us were on Elijah. I texted him not actually expecting an answer. I just poured my heart out to him. And it did hurt me, when the days went by without any answer… I felt abandoned by the last person I could think of to reach out to.
Almost a week after my message was left on read, a familiar number popped up on my phone. It was Eli calling. My heart dropped and my throat was in a knot when I picked up. An all too familiar voice was on the other end of the line. I felt a rush and my heart beating in my throat. Could he hear?
It was a nice chat. We caught up on what’s been going on for the past couple of months. At the end of that conversation we decided to keep in touch. And that is what we did. We did not fall back into the daily routine of calls and longing. It was a friendly conversation every couple of weeks. How great that felt. No pressure at all.
Our friends found out about us being back in touch and what can I say… No one was very thrilled about it. We are just two dumbasses walking a very slim line between hurting each other and actually being good for one another. Despite Sam’s protests, we met up in September. And that is exactly what I want to think back to. Us seeing each other after 6 months of no contact and a lot of hurt along the way.
It was a rather spontaneous trip to see Eli. I was nervous and spent a little too long in the shower, making sure I look good for him. I am still 5’2, curvy, brunette with piercing amber eyes. It was late and I really had to get going. I had already put on matching lingerie, the jeans and blouse I threw on top did not match what was under it, but I didn’t care. I didn’t think we would get close to each other anyway. Too much had happened between us. There was too much history, too much smashed into pieces. It was just two friends meeting for lunch, catching up.
Three hours later I arrived at Elijahs place. I hesitated for a moment, but did end up pushing the button with his name on it. The door buzzed and I made my way to the 2nd floor. He was standing in the doorway, waiting for me. My heart dropped once more. He is just as stunning as I remembered him, maybe even more. I felt butterflies flutter in my stomach as I entered his embrace. He smells so good, so familiar, like home. Comfort, warmth and ease flushed my body. It got me so confused when we entered the living room and took our seats. We sat across the couch, worlds between us.
Are you still mad at me? Are we going to talk about what happened six months ago? Are you finally going to move closer?
So many questions were torturing me as we were exchanging pleasantries. Talking about nonsense. My head was spinning and I didn’t know how to make it stop. All I could do is get up, move closer and lay my head on his chest. I asked him if it was alright for me to do so. Eli didn’t object. And boy, my head started spinning even faster as I heard his heart beating as fast as mine.
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The warmth of Elis hand radiated against my jaw, pulling it up. Pulling my lips close to his. I felt his breath and it felt so natural. My lips parted and we collided like it was all we were waiting for for so long. We kissed, passionately. I had to hold on to him, afraid this was all just a dream and I’m about to snap out of it. this made it easy for Eli to lift me up, place me on the couch before him. He pulled down my pants exposing my already soaked panties.
Eli let out a quiet, almost primal growl as he realized how wet I was for him and only him. He undressed me and whispered something that made my inside tremble. “That’s exactly how I NEED you”. Those words, still echoing in my head, paired with the moan he let out as his lips and tongue collided with my clit. He didn’t play around. We were hungry for each other and that is exactly what he showed me. I felt his cold tongue parting me, darting to the exact spot, that would push me over the edge. It was as if he knew me inside out. Moving his tongue perfectly to make me cum in a matter of seconds. I couldn’t help but moan along to his moans. And let me tell you, those moans… yes those moans against my clit.. they drove me crazy. I have never met someone enjoying my pussy like that.
The ground started spinning again and before I knew, we were laying in Elis bed. I made my way on top of him, kissing every inch of him, leaving a trail of burning sensation down to his hips. I knew exactly where to touch him, where to kiss, how to breathe to make his let out his overly sexy moans.
I reached the tip of his cock, started flicking my tongue all over it. I felt his hand move to my head. Yes, he was about to push me onto his cock. But that was not going to happen. I caught his hand and forced it to his side and I moved my head down, swallowing his cock balls deep. He entered my throat and I stuck out my tongue to caress his balls. I felt his cock twitch against my throat. He was enjoying this very vocally and I let out a couple of moans of my own as I started bouncing my head up and down. My hands made their way down too. Caressing his shaft when my head darted up, playing with the tip, sucking, making him moan even more.
My tongue made its way down his shaft, along his balls, to the perineum. I was kissing and caressing every inch. He is perfect just the way he is. I left a trail of saliva all around his anus, making it easy for me to push inside. Oh I had absolutely forgotten how much he enjoys assplay. Eli was moaning wildly as my finger entered him, darting for the prostate, massaging it gently. I started sucking his cock again and he went wild. Burying his face in the pillow next to him. He was about to pass out, I’m sure. It was such an intense feeling, him being so close o an orgasm and me being in control of what was about to happen. That is when I finally made him cum while he was deep in my throat.
Eli had to catch his breath for a moment there. His perfectly shaped cock was still hard as a rock. And I just laid my head next to him. But there was no time to relax. He positioned himself between my legs and made his cold tongue draw those beautiful patterns on my clit until he had me shivering, one orgasm chasing the next one. I felt like I was made of pudding. I had no strength to resist him. Nothing left in me. And that’s exactly the moment he pushed his hard cock inside me.
I haven’t been fucked in a couple of months… I was tight and his cock felt like it was splitting me in half. It was the best feeling of pleasure paired with a tad of stretching pain. I moaned loudly and he joined in. I love a vocal man. His moans pushed me over the edge over and over again. We were both cumming badly in no time.
Elijah collapsed on top of me and kissed me passionately. We got up and into the shower together. And this was only the first round out of three that day.
I still don’t fully understand how two people, strangers, can feel that close and that familiar. It’s like we were meant to fuck each other. And it was meant to feel amazing every time we did.
Thank you for reading guys! I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did and I am always looking forward to reading some constructive criticism.
Love
Emma
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qbkilg/elijah_and_emma_a_great_reunion_after_a_messy
This is so well written. I recognise this so much, so that makes it even more amazing to know you’re able to put it to words like that. Maybe it’s because it’s so familiar to me, but it actually gave me goosebumps. Thank you.