*This is part of a longer story. Lara has just met with him for the first time then invited him back to hers, heavy petting and then admitted she isn’t single.*
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She threw her arms around me, we cuddled. This wasn’t necessarily arousing but it was emotionally bonding. So there we were. Two lonely lost souls, two good looking fit, horny youthful redheads, stoned, cuddling together, both sad confused, reminiscing about past relationships and in need of affection. But by some miracle we had found each other. What do you think was about to happen next? It was inevitable really.
I let her know I appreciated her being honest with me and for listening to me complain. If we weren’t being honest there was really no point to this. Of course I selfishly enjoyed feeling every non sexual part of her, making the most of what I could because I didn’t expect it to go any further.
We talked it through. No sex, just cuddling, intimacy, honesty and advise. I could live with that. Such a deep friendship where we both talked and projected each others feelings in a somewhat anonymous environment where we couldn’t hurt or bore each other with our past relationships.
Eventually one thing lead to another… from our friendly spooning position, she backed her hips in to my groin and began to gyrate on me. Annoyingly she even passed comment on how she was the perfect size to be the little spoon. She was right, of course, I would have been able to kiss, hold, and penetrate her at the same time from the spooning position.
She said she was curious about what I looked like down there. Earlier in the day I made a “hamster eating a banana” joke whilst carrying her, and it must have stuck in her mind.
“What shall we do next?” I looked at her, stroking her arm tenderly as we laugh and cuddle, thoroughly enjoying the intimacy between us.
Her reply was somewhat unexpected, in a rather matter of fact kind of way
“Well it’s quite straight forward….” she laughed “whip your cock out and let’s have a look!”
I hesitated for a moment, then dug my thumbs into my hips under my belt I lowered my pants and trousers just below my V taper but paused….
“Are you sure?” I questioned her sceptically. Yeah I’d shown women before, but there’s always something unsettling about exposing yourself to a new partner for the first time. She nodded with a subtle half smile smirk, stood up to lean over me, tugging at the knees of my trousers…
She stops, pausing in shock to exclaim each word.
“Fucking…. Hell.”
“What?” I questioned her in a somewhat concerned voice.
“You have a massive dick! It’s fucking huge!”.
Sensing the excitement in her voice I laughed
“I bet you say that to every guy!” not really believing the sincerity of her statement; it sounded too cliched.
She leaned into my lap, gripping my shaft in one hand, placing her other arm next to my semi rigid cock.
“It’s about the same size as my wrist…. what the fuck?”
I laughed nervously.
“How would that even fit in me?”
So…. she had probably been thinking about it all day, ever since I made that Hamster eating a banana comment.
She pulls away and let go, I nervously began to cover myself up again as she puts her fingers to her forehead and massaged her temples, I could see her trying to work things over in her mind to justify it.
As I begin buttoning my belt back up I ask her straight:
“If we don’t have sex, will you cheat with someone else?”
The answer that came back from her perplexed me
“No I don’t think so.”
That answer didn’t bring me any relief. She wasn’t going to cheat on just anyone. But at the same time….. it brought relief because I wasn’t ‘just anyone’. I at least meant something to her right here and now, and maybe that’s what she was actually afraid of.
The air was silent with anticipation, there I was half dressed and vulnerable, wanting to give myself to her despite knowing the risks of emotional attachment meant that this would mean far more to me than to her…
She sat on the edge of the couch for a moment, facing away from me. Then the wave over guilt hit me, I didn’t want to put her in this situation where she had to choose and I knew there was no chance of a future relationship between us because of our long distance. I sat up next to her and rubbed her back. After a few moments, she turns to look me in the eyes.
“But I want you.”
Her voice was low and serious. I didn’t know how to reply, and I didn’t get the chance to as she climbed onto my lap and straddled me, throwing her arms around my neck and kissing me deeply.
Our tongues intertwined, I relaxed, I could feel the passion flowing between us as we kiss. It was too late to stop now, this was happening. Her arms on my shoulders pushing me down, aggressive kissing, her body on top, pressing close to mine, my hands run across her back pulling her hips closer to me.
Wave after wave of pleasure flowed through me, tingling through my spine, I was drawn to her, our bodies melting into one space. I was light headed and aroused, then she ripped at my hair, yanking my face away from hers.
“Show me how much you fucking want me.” She yelled in my face before kissing me again before I had a chance to reply.
She’s a brat and I love it; her dominating me and taking away the guilt of me wanting her, but I wasn’t going to submit to her – no way – I wanted to get even.
She pulled away and we look deep into each other’s eyes, her face inches away from mine.
“I want you so fucking bad.” I panted whilst breathless and grabbing her ass through her leggings. I lean in to kiss her again but she turns away, grabs my hands and pushes me backwards.
“Oh yeah?” She pins my hands overhead. “Well what the fuck are you going to do about it?”
She spat at me before biting my lower lip.
She shocked me, my head was rushing as a mixture of fear and excitement pulsed through me.
“You like that don’t you?” She ripped at my hair again, “You can’t fuck this pussy.” she taunted me whilst grinding on my lap, I could feeling my erection pressing in to her groin.
“You’re such a fucking tease ” I grunted at her, struggling to free my hands, she pressed harder to keep them there. She smirked back at me, this was the wild side to her I knew she had. I smirked back at her, then pressed her bodyweight away to free my hands. I cupped my left hand, raising it high and bringing it down with force as I spanked her ass.
She winced and immediately bolted upright, I felt her tense up in surprise… it shocked us both that I could be so rough with someone so precious. But then… as she exhaled… quite the unexpected happened… She purred a little. After that initial lust fuelled outburst, she started to relax, tilting her hips back down and towards me. Naughty bitch – was she actually enjoying this? I think she was enjoying a strong man putting her inner brat back in her place.
I panicked a little, thinking that perhaps I’d overstepped the mark. Lust had got the better of me – I wasn’t used to dominating at all… but I wanted to. I didn’t want to hurt her but fucking hell I wanted to put her in her place and be rough and make her beg for a change.
She leans forward in to me, once again bringing her lips close to mine.
“Who said I’m just a tease?” she whispered, sucking on my lip whilst straddling my waist as she unbuttoned my shirt; running her hands across my abs and chest. She knew how to take my breath away.
“Your turn” I whispered back to her, She nodded and obliged like the good little submissive she is. Suddenly it wasn’t her fault any more, I told her what I wanted her to do, and she wanted to please me.
I sat upright, holding her back to steady her, running my hand up her abs to help slide her jumper overhead and for a brief moment her wrists are bound overhead whilst they are caught in her clothing.
I grab her jumper, holding it there we stop as we look into each other’s eyes; are we really going to go through with this? I followed her pupils as she admired my body slowly from head to toe, as our eyes meet she bit her lip suggestively.
Her hands are bound overhead, she is trapped and powerless, trusting me deeply. She tried to wiggle free but I instead pulled tighter. No words are exchanged. I ran my hand along her lower back and up her spine, teasing and scratching her lightly. She tilts her head to the side, offering her neck to me as I unclip her bra without breaking eye contact . As I kiss and bite into her neck, I feel her begin to shiver with a mixture of fear, excitement, and anticipation.
Her skin so smooth and soft, her arms still overhead; I sensually kiss from her neck, to her chest, her ribs, and then the fine lines of definition between her abs and stomach. I stroked her navel playfully, scratching lightly and gently massaging my way south. All while just pressing my lips to her body and refusing to let go of her jumper, I could hear her soft moans of pleasure as I teased her, it made me want to taste her all the more, I wanted to consume her, make her part of me.
I released my grip on her, she threw her jumper and bra to the side, then stood up in front of me, tugging at my trousers as she pulled at her jeans and underwear, she wiggled free, shaking her hips to loosen them. As she danced her belt hit the floor with a clang and she stepped away from them.
There she was in front of me. Angelic, nervous. Presenting herself nude and waiting for my judgement. Her arms folded in front of her chest to cover her nipples, she wasn’t quite so confident any more, she was so sweet yet so vulnerable.
I must have thrown her body a thousand compliments in my mind, I’m not sure how many of them managed to escape through my mouth as words, I was so awestruck by her beauty that I could only muster up a single word:
“Wow.” I exasperated as my eyes scanned the beauty of her body.
She smiled gleefully back at me.
“Your body is perfect.” I couldn’t think of anything else to say.
“Really?” she questioned me, her voice heightening in disbelief,
“Turn around for me,”
I wanted to look at her again so that I could engrave every moment of her beauty in my memory as if this is my last day on earth. She did as she was told. Good. Her beautifully long red hair stretching half way down her back, selfishly I got a good look at her firm soft ass too, the stinging red hand print was still visible…
Then I noticed the scars. I accepted her flaws, I dared not to pass comment on them at the time for fear that she would think I thought any less of her. Not at all, I feel empathy for her, I’m sure there was a story behind them, and when the time was right I’d ask her and it could be something else we bond over.
I lightly kiss her cheeks almost as means of apology for letting lust get the better of me. Whatever naughty desires are running through my head at this time would either need to remain tamed or we would warm up to them when the moment was right. For now I was content with reassuring her how incredibly sexy she was and how much I wanted her.
She takes a step closer to me whilst nibbling on her little finger, crossing her legs as she stood and questions me.
“What else do you want to do to me?” in a playful tone whilst staring down at me into my eyes, her other arm still folded across her chest. I can’t find the words to express how I feel, I want to show her instead.
“Everything…” I mutter back to her.
I stand up, towering over her. I tenderly kiss her lips again, we share a deep passionate kiss as she flung her arms around my neck. I scoop her up with ease as she wraps her legs around my waist. I carry her towards the bedroom, stopping to press her against the wall as we kiss deeply. I could feel all of her body come in to contact with mine, her hips and chest pressing into mine; I wanted her right there and then. As I carry her to the bedroom our bodies are so close I can feel her heart beating fast as our pulses race in anticipation.
I gently place her down over the edge of the bed being oh so careful as to not throw or hurt her.
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