It started the moment your head touched mine. I knew you were special right from the start, and in the time that I’ve known you, I’ve known you were somebody I wanted to treasure for all that you are, but in that moment, I wanted you. I could feel the electricity running through me as we made contact, could feel your long black hair falling over my shoulder. I could even smell your shampoo. From that moment the touches became more an more obvious, and our bodies got closer and closer with every touch. It was completely static. Our exposed legs brushing against each other. The back of your hand grazing my hip lightly on the tiny bit of exposed skin between my shirt and the top of my shorts.
I knew it couldn’t go on like this. I needed you. My hand unfroze and made its way arround your lower back and made its mark underneath the hem of your loose fitting shirt, pulling you in by the waist. You made no attempt to resist, and within a second you were against me, your back pressed against my beating chest. You were close enough that I could hear every breath. I don’t know if your hand touched the front of my shorts intentionally, but it didn’t seem to want to leave. Not moving, but the palm of your hand making contact with my now rock hard erection drove me crazy nonetheless.
Soon enough our shirts came off, and I could feel your warm skin on mine. The hand that was on your waist was now caressing your small but perky breast over the fabric of your white bra. My free hand was making its way between your legs, and rubbed the exposed part of your inner thigh. I could hear your breath quicken, and your hand seemed to grip its spot on my shorts firmly. In all this time your head stayed turned away. I was longing to see the look in your electric blue eyes while I touched you like this, but at the same time I knew you were teasing me, and I wanted to keep the suspense building.
I extracted the first moan out of you when I slid my hand underneath your bra. I traced my fingers over the soft skin until they reached your nipple, and that’s when I heard it, a short but very audible gasp. The hand on my shorts started rubbing. I wanted to send you over the edge, and I knew I could do it. I rolled the hardening nipple between by fingers and planted my lips on your neck, sucking softly. You moaned again, this time longer and more desperate. I knew then that you needed me as much as I needed you, and sure enough your hand was unbuttoning my shorts, and my dick sprung out. You grabbed it with both hands, no hesitation, no teasing this time. I decided that it was time to reward you.
You were soaking wet when I slid my fingers into your panties, and I could feel that the wetness had soaked into the fabric. You were squirming now, still pumping me and breathing more heavily than ever. Then you turned to face me and I could see for the first time the needing look in your eyes, your mouth in the shape of an O and your cheeks red. Our foreheads were pressed together and our lips were millimetres apart, close enough that we could both both feel each other breathing heavily at the touch of the other. And then we made eye contact, and your first words in what seemed like forever came out, in the midst of your laboured breathing:
“I want you”
That was all I needed to hear. It was all I could do not to climax there and then, but somehow I was able to lift you up and flip you onto the bed, still facing away from me, and yank your shorts the rest of the way down, all of the while not breaking eye contact for a second. Your gaze upon me was like a drug, and I wanted to feel it for as long as I could. I lined myself up behind you, and pushed into you with no resistance at all, your wetness engulfing me. The sound that came out of you then was nothing less than a scream. I pumped into you again and again and you continued to gasp and moan, begging for more.
I started kissing your neck again and unclasped your bra, letting your tits fall out. They were small but round and perky, with the nipples placed perfectly in their middle. I grabbed one of them in my hand and in that grip, pulled you against me, which let me thrust deeper into you. That’s when we kissed for the first time. While you didn’t stop making noise, that didn’t stop you from making out passionately with me, our tongues fighting for control in each other’s mouths.
I could feel myself coming close to orgasm, so, deciding that I wanted to do it right, started rubbing your clit with my free hand. Our lips broke apart and you immediately let out a moan that shook the bed, letting me know that you were starting to climax. I didn’t stop though, on the contrary I started to rub faster and thrust harder into you as you started shaking. Not long after I experienced what was without a doubt the most intense orgasm I had ever felt, and in that moment we were clamped together, one arm on your tits, the other hand, still soaking wet, on your lower abdomen, and my face buried in your shoulder. We were connected in that moment of raw, animalistic pleasure, and after what felt like a lifetime, we broke apart and collapsed onto the bed.
I made eye contact with you, and you gave me a grin from ear to ear. It was at that moment that I knew I was in love.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/v6fzgj/unbroken_mf