Lustful Affairs (Erotica)

But I couldn’t. I couldn’t say anything. All I could do was lie there, looking at him, breathing deeply and shaking all over. He slid up to me, got face-to-face with me and kissed my lips, softly and sweetly.

Me, totally naked, and him fully dressed on top of me. How was this fair? It didn’t matter. He had all the power here, and I was his for the taking.

I put my hand behind his head, ran my fingers through his hair, and pulled our lips closer to each other. His tongue inside my mouth was the greatest feeling in the world, and if that was all we did tonight, this would still be the greatest night of my life.

Except, it wouldn’t be all we did that night. He wanted me badly.

I was lost in our deep kiss, so it took me by surprise when his finger started rubbing my pussy lips. I took a deep breath, and opened my eyes. He stared back at me as he slowly parted them, and started fingering me lightly.

I had done this many times before, but had no clue how much better it would feel when someone else did it to me. I breathed heavier, while staring into his eyes and he slid a finger deep inside of me.

I couldn’t talk. I couldn’t moan. All I could do was breathe heavily while I stared at him as he slowly worked his finger in and out of me. He smiled. I must have looked like an idiot, but he could tell how amazing it felt to me, and loved that he was the reason I felt so good.

I closed my eyes and lay my head back on the pillow. He bought his lips to my neck, and kissed me while fingering me slow and deep. I clutched the back of his head, and push my hips up to his hands. We were moving in sync, and he was fucking me with his finger.

I moved my hands down his back, and started pulling up his shirt. He pulled his finger out of me, and sat up. I opened my eyes to see him pulling his shirt off. There were those goosebumps again. As much as I wanted to seem like this was not out of the ordinary for me, all the indicators of my youth and inexperience kept coming back.

But he didn’t care. Maybe it was the whole reason he wanted me in the first place. I’m sure guys love the idea of taking a young girl’s virginity… and mine was his for the taking.

He hovered above me. I wanted him, and I couldn’t wait any longer. Slowly, while trembling I reached my hands down and started to undo his jeans. I have never taken somebody else’s pants off before. Apparently it’s more difficult to do than I thought. After clumsily fumbling with his button fly for what felt like forever, he helped me out, undid his jeans, and slid them off.

We were looking deep into each other’s eyes. I don’t know what he was thinking, but all I really wanted to do was glance down and see the rest of him. But I was too nervous. Too embarrassed. Instead, I stared him down and reached my hand down and slip them into his boxers.

Of course, I had never held a dick before. I’d seen plenty during my not so innocent activities online, but this was a brand new experience for me, as was the whole night. But he must have loved the way it felt, because as soon as I touched it his mouth opened wider and he took a deep breath. Suddenly I was the one making him feel good, and I started to realize why he enjoyed doing it to me so much.

So I wrapped my fingers around it, and started to rub it slowly while staring him in the eyes. I like to think I had a sexy look on my face, but I was still that scared little teen that had no clue what she was doing. It didn’t matter, typical college boy, he was just happy that I was touching him.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

He leaned forward to me and kissed me again. Our tongues dancing… still my favorite feeling. And then, he reached down and robbed the tip of his dick along my pussy. I was already wet, and he was already hard, but his cock got harder as it touched me, and I got wetter.

And then he entered me. And it was a good thing no one was home, because I let out the loudest moan of the night. He loved that, and started pumping slowly in and out of me. I wanted to see his face, but the sensation was too much that I could only lay back and close my eyes. I was throbbing. Soaking wet. Everything felt warm, and yet I couldn’t feel anything. Hard to explain, but I think you get the picture.

He kissed my neck and lips, while he continued to go deeper. All I could do was lay there, and enjoy this – always wanting more.

He wanted more, too. He put a hand under my ass, and pulled it up so he could get deeper into me. I raise my knees into the air, and let him take me just like the dirty fantasies I had in my head. Well, maybe not exactly. In my fantasies I was always the one who was in control. The one who would get on top of the guy, and totally rock his world. But in the moment, this was exactly how I wanted it – on my back, getting fucked for the first time buy a sexy college boy. I had known this boy for years, and never thought of him this way. But from here on out, this is the only way I would ever remember him.

With one hand lifting my ass and hips in the air, he moved his other hand all along my body. Up my tummy, over my tits, and stroking my face. I turned to kiss his hand, and he slid a finger in my mouth. As he fucked me deeper, I’m owned out with my lips around his finger. He liked that and started moving his hips faster.

So I sucked on his finger. For the first time, he started moaning out… maybe I was in control afterall. I open my eyes and looked at him, why lice continue to suck on his finger. He loved the way it looked, and the way it felt. If I sucked on his finger deeper, he push his cock further into me. Suddenly, I realize that I could control him and he fucked me, by the way I sucked on his finger.

So I sucked on it deep and hard. Moaning as he fucked me harder, and faster. I didn’t break eye contact with him, even though he kept closing his eyes to enjoy the feeling.

He was on top, and I was the one getting fucked, but I was totally in control. I sucked his finger harder, and moved my hips in rhythm. He moved his hips in sync with me, and started moaning louder.

When he finally called out my name, I’m pretty sure my pussy clenched around his cock. He loved it, and gasped… immediately pulling out of me, and rolling over next to me on the bed. I was startled and confused at first, but it didn’t take long to realize that he was about to come, and would rather be safe than sorry. Nobody wants to explain to their best friend that they knocked up their little sister.

I watched him as he closed his eyes, and cum shot out of his rock hard cock. It all happened so quickly that I wasn’t sure what to do. But seeing him so worked up, and cumming because of me made me want him more. I leaned forward, and put my lips around his cock, wanting to taste my pussy mixed with his semen.

I won’t lie… it was disgusting. I immediately wanted to gag, but he loved it. He put his hands on the back of my head, and pushed his hips forward. He wasn’t done yet. He thrust his hips forward and back as his cock emptied down my throat.

He called out my name again, and I was all his. Sucking and swallowing him as he fucked my face. Pushing his cock further into me, as I swallowed him deeper and deeper.

Once he emptied his cock fully, I felt it get soft, and pulled away. I rolled over, and he went to the bathroom to clean up. Once he came back, I went to the bathroom to rinse out my mouth and when I came back to the room, he was fully dressed. I was young and stupid, so it was a complete surprise that he was already heading out . He wrapped his arms around my waist, and pulled me close. I melted in his arms, as he slid his tongue into my mouth one last time. His hand crept down to my ass, and i grinded my still naked body against him – feeling his cock through his jeans one more time.

“I’ll see you later.” he said and all I could do was smile. He left, and I laid in bed, totally naked and wide awake for the whole night. Of course, being so young and naive, I assumed we’d begin a fun long-distance relationship, before I eventually went to the same college with him, followed by marriage, etc. Needless to say, things didn’t work out that way. We had one less than memorable follow-up but that was it.

Still, it’s a nice memory I have, and one I still like to play out in my mind, when I feel the need to get off.