I know I shouldn’t, but I can’t help it. I’m seeing him again, tonight

 

“Briony? Are you coming then or not? Please say you are coming, I need your help!”

 

“Oh, sorry, yeah of course, I will see you there I promise” I replied

 

“Amazing! Eek I can’t wait; this is going to be so much fun! See you tomorrow, B!”

 

“Bye Maisy, see you tomorrow” I hang up and place my phone on the dresser, before lying back down on my bed for a moment. “You need to get this out of your head, Briony. Otherwise, your friends are going to start thinking something is up” I tell myself, before exhaling and staring up at the ceiling. “Yeah right, easier said than done”. I tilt my head and look out of the window. It’s a beautiful autumnal day. A single, solitary cloud passes by in the mid-afternoon sky. The sound of leaves, gently blowing in the breeze is comforting. I let my mind drift once more

 

4 nights ago, I had the most amazing sexual experience of my life. A cause for celebration, right? Under normal circumstances yes, I’d have been ringing my friends that same evening if I could, relaying all of the juicy details. There’s just one slight problem. The man in question is one of my dad’s closest friends and business partners. I wanted to scream it from the rooftops, yet I couldn’t tell anyone. This had to remain my dirty little secret

 

 

“Mom, I’m going to head into town tomorrow with Maisy. She wants to go shopping and pick up a few things before we head back to college this weekend” I shout, as I head downstairs

 

“Okay sweetie! No problem” she replies. “Why don’t you come join me outside? Its honestly gorgeous out here today. You picked a great week to come home, it feels like summer again!”

 

Any chance my mom gets to be outside in the garden, she grabs with both hands and clings onto for dear life. And honestly, I can’t blame her. She landed on her feet with dad, not having any pressure to work and all that. Although she hates it when I tease her and say she is a ‘lady of leisure’. “Hey! I look after the home thank you very much! Do you know how hard it is to keep this house looking the way it is!” she would snap. Best to let that one go, although I always think to myself it can’t be that hard. Also, its just the two of them now, what with me in college

 

“Sure mom” I reply. I open the fridge door and grab a soda before joining her on the patio. “Hey, is dad home?” I ask

 

“Hmm? Oh no, he’s gone into the office today, said he would be home about 6”

 

I knew he wasn’t around. I was hoping my mom would say he was with him. Just to hear his name mentioned. I pick up my phone, no new notifications. It’s stupid I know, he doesn’t have my number and I don’t have his, but what I would give to have a message from an unknown number... I’d already checked to see if he had any socials. No Facebook under his name, no Instagram account. I had even tried nicknames. Jamie, Jimmy, Jim, Jay. Nothing. I mean not a single account anywhere! I stretch my legs out and relax back into my chair, letting the warm sun caress my face and neck. “If only it could be his hands on my neck” my mind wanders

 

“Have you spoken to Jacob much this week? I bet you two have missed each other” mom asks, as she turns the page in her book. “Great timing mom” I think to myself, as my naughty thoughts disappear behind a cloud of guilt

 

“Oh yeah we spoke yesterday, and we’ve texted everyday” I reply

 

“Oh, I’m so happy for you sweetie, he sounds like a lovely boy”, she stretches out her hand and squeezes my arm

 

 

I watch as a leaf falls off the large birch tree at the bottom of our garden, slowly nestling onto the soft, green lawn. It’s true, we had spoken everyday so far, although each time I couldn’t help but feel ashamed. Mom was right, he is a nice boy. He’s not the one for me though, that much is for certain now. Part of me was relieved he hadn’t asked me out during the last semester. It’ll be a lot easier letting him down than actually breaking up with him, and besides I don’t have a boyfriend, right? I’ve not technically done anything wrong. I don’t know if I’m just telling myself that to feel better or not, but it helps. No, when I get back to college, I’m going to do the right thing and end it. Although I know he'll wonder why I’ve gone home and then suddenly its off. “Let me guess, unfinished business with an old boyfriend am I right” he’ll mutter. “Not quite, if you must know, the night I got home I was pinned down on my bed and fucked by a man twice my age, and I loved every second of it” No, best not, I think. I’ve got a few days to try and think of a reason why, that isn’t going to completely crush him

 

“So, what are you girls doing in town tomorrow?” mom asks, as she takes a sip from her cooler

 

“Oh, Maisy wants to get a new coat before we head back to college, it can get pretty cold up there during the winter, colder than here anyway. Oh! And get this right!” I smile and sit up in my chair, folding one leg underneath me and sitting on it

 

“Oh finally, some girl gossip” mom replies eagerly, putting her book down and laying her sunglasses on the table

 

“Maisy wants to also go to that lingerie store, you know the one on the corner. There’s this boy she has a major crush on in her class. She was like, “I don’t have any nice underwear I need to grab something in case, you know”. I said “Maisy come on! You couldn’t even pluck up the courage to go talk to him before, what are you going to do, be like ‘heyyyy’ and show him your underwear?!” I couldn’t help but start laughing as I pretend to open an imaginary coat and flash

 

“Oh stop teasing you meanie” mom replies “I love it, a girl should be prepared! Your father and I…”

 

“Mom!” I stop her before she can finish that sentence “I don’t need to know those details”

 

“Well, like I say, a girl should be prepared” she repeats, winking at me. I can’t help but shudder at the thought

 

“So, what about you?” she asks, leaning in again “are you going to get anything, for, you and Jacob perhaps?” I feel my face go red “Mom! I’ve not even thought about it” Its true, I hadn’t thought about it, but now that I am, I can’t but feel a flutter as my heart beats faster. The only person I’d want to do that for is him. I feel a warmth build in my centre

 

“Oh look at you getting all flustered, young love, so cute” mom settles back into her chair, picking up her novel

 

I closed my eyes and relaxed into the sounds of the birds, calling one another in the trees. I must have drifted off, as when I opened my eyes, mom’s book was on the table, along with her sunglasses, but she wasn’t sat in her chair anymore. As I sat up, I could hear her busy in the kitchen. I grabbed my phone off the table and picked my sandals up and headed inside. The rest of the day passed by uneventfully. Dad came home and we had dinner. I plucked up the courage at the table and asked if he had been working with James today, but he said they had been seeing different clients today. After dinner we watched some TV. I took a shower, washed and dried my hair, and got myself settled in bed and drifted off to sleep

 

 

1 new message: “Good morning, beautiful”. Unknown number. I yawn as I sit up in bed, closing one eye as I try to focus on my phone screen in the dark. What time is it? 7:47am. For a second, I can’t help but wonder, “it can’t be, can it?”

 

“Sorry, who is this?” I type. Message sent. I sit with my phone in hand, the chat still open. I click the profile picture. Nothing. Damn. I glance at what time I received the message, 6.18am this morning. Maybe it’s a case of wrong number. As I am about to put my phone down and get up, the tick turns blue. They have read my reply, “typing”

 

“I think you know. I’ve been thinking about you a lot these past few days, Briony” Oh my god. My heart pounds in my chest as a wave of excitement rushes through my body

 

“James?” I reply

 

“Bingo 😉”

 

I rush out of bed into my bathroom and can’t help but smile in the mirror as I try to compose myself

 

“How did you get my number? I’m fucking glad that you did, btw 😍” I delete that last part before pressing send

 

“Oh, I have my ways. Anyways, I spoke to your dad briefly on the phone yesterday, he says you’re going back to college this weekend, is that right?”

“Oh yeah, short break this time unfortunately. Back to classes next week”

 

“That’s a shame. I’d love to see you again before you leave” I feel my core clench as I lean back against the bathroom wall. “Okay Briony, breathe” I tell myself. My hand shakes a little as I start to type my next message

 

“Oh yeah???” That’s it, keep it short and sweet, play it cool

 

“Yeah. Like I say. After that night, I’ve been thinking about you a lot. If I’m honest, I’ve not been able to think about a whole lot else”

All my Christmases just came at once, including the one between my legs. I clench my phone with both hands, reading his message over and over. I breathe in and out slowly. “Keep it cool” I tell myself

 

“Me too 🙂” No come on Briony, you can do better than that. I delete the message and start again “I’ve been thinking about you a lot too, James” I press send. That’s better. Direct but still flirty. I place my hand down my pyjama shorts as the heat builds between my legs

 

“You have no idea how nice it is to hear that 😘” his reply reads. “Oh, trust me James, I can” I think to myself, before placing my elbows on the sink and leaning over. I stand on my tip toes and imagine him behind me. I can’t help but bite my lip. He starts typing again

 

“So, you free Friday?” It’s only Wednesday I think to myself, can I not see you today, and by today, I mean in like the next 15 minutes?! I return to my room and lie on the bed, placing my hand back down my shorts. I slowly part my lips with my middle finger, feeling my warm silky opening

 

“Of course, 😊. What do you have in mind?” I type

 

“Come to my place. Let me cook you dinner” he responds. “I’d have to make up a reason to get out for the night”, I think to myself. Mom was talking about ordering take out Friday. I feel a rush of excitement again. Me and him. His place. Alone. No reason to be…quiet. I push my feet into the bed, lifting my hips off the mattress. I tense up at the thought of us alone again

 

“Sounds great, what time?” I reply

 

“7pm. Can’t wait”

 

‘Can’t wait’ I think. Me neither. I roll over and want to scream into my pillow. Suddenly, I am full of energy and the day cannot start quick enough. The sooner it starts, the sooner its Friday, right?

 

 

I change the chat to Maisy and ask what time we are meeting up today, before placing my phone on the bedside table. As I sit up on the edge of my bed, I feel how wet I am below. Oh shit, best take care of that before I get ready, I think. I reach into my drawer and pull out my vibrator. It slides inside me with ease and I close my eyes as intense pleasure rolls over me like a wave. I imagine him between my legs again and it’s not long before I climax…

 

I can’t say I was too excited for shopping beforehand. I wanted to see Maisy of course, and it would be nice to get out of my parents’ house for the day, but now I’m feeling like a million dollars. “Let’s grab a coffee before we go shopping!” I say excitedly, grabbing Maisy’s hand as we enter the mall

 

“You’ve sure changed your tune” she responds “At first I wasn’t convinced you wanted to come with me yesterday”

 

 

“Oh yeah I’m sorry, no I did definitely want to, was just having a bit of an off day”. We each purchase a latte to go and wander into the mall. Maisy finds the winter coat in her size that she had her eye on, and I pick up a really cute chunky knit jumper

 

“Do you still want to head to that store on the corner?” I ask inquisitively

 

“Oh, I dunno” Maisy responds “Do you think I’m being stupid? Maybe you’re right, what use is lingerie if I melt at the thought of a simple hello.” She looks at the floor despondently

 

“No don’t be silly come on!” I take her by the hand and begin leading her “I’ll help you pick something, it’s better to be prepared. And besides, I’ll pick out something too”

 

“For Jacob?” she responds looking up from the floor, her tone much more buoyant

 

“Oh yeah, sure!” I reply, I felt a tiny wave of guilt that at no point, that thought had even crossed my mind. No, I had other plans. My guilt didn’t last long though, I’d made peace in my head that when I got back this weekend. I was letting Jacob down as best I could

 

The door chimed as we entered the store, Maisy looked at me sheepishly as suddenly in every direction we looked, there were mannequins adorned in all kinds of lace and beautiful, if not very revealing, fabric

 

“Can I help you ladies?” asked the store clerk, a petite woman with long brown hair and glasses, probably similar age to my mom. She is the only other person in here so I’m not surprised she came over so quickly

 

“Oh no we’re good thank you, I’m helping my friend choose something so we’ll just have a look around” I reply

 

“And you’re getting something too!” Maisy added

 

“Okay that’s great, well if you need help with anything, don’t hesitate to ask!”

 

I browse the first rack to my left and run my forefinger along the soft, black fabric. I hold it against my body and turn to Maisy as her eyes widen “Do you think they have anything in here that is, you know, not completely see through” she gulps

 

“This was your idea remember?” I reply and give her a playful nudge

 

As we slowly make our way around the store my heart pounds in my chest as I think forward to Friday night. I imagine his eyes hungrily devouring me, as I reveal something lacy underneath my clothes. As we move towards the back of the store Maisy steps forward from behind me

 

“Oh this is nice!” she says, picking up a black polka dot push up bra with lace trim and matching panty set. Its definitely more cute than sexy, but it’s nice, and it’s definitely Maisy

 

“Yeah try it on!” I respond, encouragingly

 

As she disappears into the changing room, I continue to browse. If I’m also getting something, I don’t want ‘cute’, I want ‘wow’ factor. I pull out a bodysuit and hold it against myself in the mirror. It has an intricate lace design and is high cut around the legs with an open back. A sheer mesh panel along the front is sexy, but not too revealing. “This is perfect.”

 

I placed it into the changing room next to where Maisy was and waited for her to get changed. She stepped out looking sheepish, her feet pointing slightly inwards “what do you think? she asked. It actually looked great on her, the push up bra made her boobs look great

 

 

“Oh my god Maisy you look amazing, that’s a winner” I replied

 

“You think? Okay good! Now it’s your turn!” she replied, with a big smile on her face, before pulling the curtain shut

 

I stood up and walked into my cubicle, pulling the curtain shut behind me. My hands were shaking as I got undressed, imagining wearing this on Friday night at his place. As I tightened the straps and adjusted my boobs, I stood on my tip toes in the mirror, the fabric hugged my silhouette and felt lovely against my skin

 

“Close your eyes” I said to Maisy, as I placed my hand on the curtain. As I stepped out, Maisy had both hands over her eyes and was tapping her feet with excitement

 

“Okay you can open them now”

 

 

“Briony!” Her mouth opened wide “You look, oh wow Briony! I wish I had your confidence” she stammered

 

“You like it? You don’t think it’s too much?” I asked

 

“No! No! You have to get it!” she squealed, tapping her feet ever faster on the floor

 

As I turn and look at myself in the mirror, my mind wanders to college. “Shit” I think, Maisy is going to pester me and want to know if I’ve worn it, if not when, has Jacob seen it and so on. “Don’t say a word to anyone. Especially to, you know. I don’t know when I’ll wear it. Might get stage fright at first, don’t want the surprise to be ruined if you blab and bring it up”

 

“Oh no don’t worry I won’t say a word!” she responds

 

Friday cannot come quick enough. Honestly, the next two days felt like they dragged on and on and on. Mom did want to have takeout on Friday, but I managed to convince her that we should do it on Saturday night instead, as that was my last night before heading back to college. I said we can stick some music on and have a family games night or something, which she liked. I made an excuse that I was going to meet up with Maisy again on Friday and we were going out for drinks. I’ll crash at her parents’ place with her and then come home in the morning, I said. Perfect, my plan was in place

 

“We still on for 7pm?” I type as I’m getting ready. I look in the mirror and apply my lipstick, before rubbing my lips together and pouting. My phone vibrates

 

“Of course. Currently prepping dinner. Let me know when you are near😉”

 

“Can’t wait 😘” I respond

 

 

I pick my overnight bag up off the floor and head downstairs, before putting my trainers on at the door. I was probably overthinking it, but I didn’t want to head out looking like I was going ‘out out’ and my mom pestering me to see what dress I was wearing. She’d only have been excited, but can you imagine if she caught glimpse of what I was wearing underneath?! It would be so mom to notice something like that. No, best I keep ‘that’ in my bag. Besides, I had an idea…

 

Hey mom, I’m heading to Maisy’s now, we’re going to get ready at hers”

 

“Okay sweetie, you have a lovely time! Don’t get too drunk, remember games night tomorrow night!” she said eagerly

 

“Don’t worry I’ve not forgotten! Bye dad!” I said as I shut the door behind me. I don’t think he heard me. Friday night football, that’s him for the evening. “He’ll probably ask mom where I am in a few hours” I think, chuckling to myself. “Hopefully laid spread out on all fours, or on my back” I imagine

 

As I get into my car and start the ignition, I enter his address and pull out of the driveway. Nervous energy builds up inside, “this is so naughty” I think, “I’m actually making a booty call. With an older man. And he’s my dad’s friend!” I’d have probably felt guilty, if it wasn’t for the fact I was already soaking wet at the thought of the night I had ahead of me

 

I pull up to his apartment building and take out my phone. “I’m here!”

 

“Great! Just enter the building and head up the elevator. Floor 15. Number 2. There are only two apartments up here so you can’t miss it.”

 

“Only two on that floor?” I think “Jesus, how big is his pad?!”

 

As I turn the ignition off, I look around and check my mirrors, making sure no one is around

 

“Best I probably do this in the back” I think, before clumsily climbing into the rear with my overnight bag

 

As I hurriedly get undressed, I start to pant, my breathing getting heavier and heavier. My heart feels like it’s going to burst out my chest as I pull my bodysuit up over my hips, then placing the straps over my arms and clipping in at the back. I push my boobs up and adjust so it fits me perfectly. I reach into my bag and pull out two black high heeled strappy sandals. The heel is a gold stiletto and the clasp has a little gold padlock detail. They are probably the sexiest heels I own, although tonight will be the first time I’ve worn them because of how high they actually are. I pack my clothes and trainers into my overnight bag, and now for the final touch. My long black trench coat. As I tie the strap around my waist and do my best to cover up any sight of what is waiting underneath, I step out of my car I feel the cool autumn breeze on my legs. “This is so fucking sexy” I think to myself as I hurriedly make my way across the car park “oh god I hope the lobby isn’t full of people, or the elevator for that matter! Can you imagine!” My pussy throbs at the thought of being seen like this. As I open the apartment complex door, I walk briskly to the elevator and start pressing the button

 

 

The elevator doors open and to my relief, it is empty inside. I step in and quickly press floor 15. As I watch the numbers climb, 11, 12, 13, 14, I breathe a sigh of relief that I am still alone. Here we are, floor 15. I step out and I am greeted by a long corridor with two doors facing one another. Numbers 1 and 2. Here we go Briony, no turning back now. I quickly rearrange my pony tail, pick my bag up off the floor and ring the door bell

 

“Briony” James looks at me with those beautifully piercing, brown eyes. He looked me up and down. “Wow. You look stunning”. He couldn’t help but let out a smile, before leaning in with one arm and giving me a hug. “Just finishing up the last few touches to dinner. You are just in time. I’m sorry I’ve not finished getting ready yet, cooking and all that”

 

I’m not sure it would have mattered what he was wearing to be honest, he looked amazing anyway.  Stone coloured chinos and a plain black t shirt, the latter hugging his fit torso in all the right places. As he threw the dish towel that was over his shoulder onto the worktop, he reached out and grabbed a freshly poured glass of wine before turning and passing it to me

 

 

“Do you want me to take your coat?” he asked, extending his arm again

 

“Oh no don’t worry. I’ll take it off in a sec” I said “Wow! Your place is incredible, James”, quickly changing the subject

 

“Oh, you like it? I’ve been here a few years now. I like the views if I’m honest, you can see right over the city”

 

He wasn’t wrong, one entire wall was almost entirely made of glass, it curved around his living area so you had an incredible view of all the lights of the buildings in the distance

 

“Make yourself comfortable and take a look around if you’d like” He turned his attention back to cooking. It smelt reallllly good, but what I was planning next, “I’m sorry James, we might be warming dinner up later” I thought to myself

 

“James?” I asked, softly

 

“Yeah?” he asked, lifted his head from the stove

 

As his gaze met mine, I placed my wine glass on his coffee table and slowly started to undo the strap on my coat. I felt like my heart was going to explode as I opened it up, before letting it fall on the floor, revealing what was underneath. I kicked it to one side with my stiletto before stepping forward

 

“So, like what you see?”

 

 

For the first time ever, I saw the cool, calm and collected James appear flustered, his mouth slowly opening as he looked me up and down

“Briony…wh…you…” he placed his glass on the counter and slowly walked over to me. His reaction was everything I wanted. Suddenly, I wasn’t nervous anymore. I felt confident, sexy, powerful. As he stopped in front of me, placing his hands on my waist. I looked at the floor before tilting my head and looking up into his eyes

 

“I said, do you like what you see?” I repeated before smiling and staring intently at his lips

 

 

James swallowed before taking in a deep breathe, composing himself. He lifted one hand up from my waist and stroked my cheek

“Briony, you took my breath away.” Both of his hands were on my face now as we gazed into each other’s eyes. He looked down at my lips as I leant into him. “I want you” he said, as our lips almost touched. I placed the palm of my hand onto his chest and slowly pushed him backwards towards the sofa and whispered back, “have me then”

 

The words had barely left my lips when his hand reached around the back of my neck as he pulled me in, kissing me intensely. His other hand traced the soft fabric down my back, before grabbing my ass and squeezing my cheek

 

As our tongues rolled around each other’s mouths, my nose was filled with the familiar and arousing smell of his cologne. His scent was like a drug to me, triggering something deep inside my core. I couldn’t help but bite his bottom lip, playfully, as I continued to push him to the edge of the sofa

 

 

Last Saturday in my bedroom, he was the hunter and I willingly played the part of his prey, but tonight, I was in charge, and he knew it. I slowly started to lift his t shirt over his torso before he took over, pulling it sharply over his head and casting it onto the floor

 

I eagerly ran my hands down his chest, feeling the definition in his torso and abs. As I reached the waistband of his boxer shorts, I teasingly ran my finger along the edge. “Sit”, I commanded

 

He impatiently obliged, dropping down, as his eyes couldn’t help but wander, looking me up and down. I placed one hand on his shoulder, followed by the other, as I leant in, holding his gaze. I slowly straddled him, before taking one hand and placing it on my leg, and then the other I kissed his palm before placing it on my breast. As I used his hand to squeeze softly, I whispered, “I bought this for you, I’m glad you like it”

 

As he smiled, I leant over him, placing my arms over his shoulders, forcing him to look up at me. As I stared into his eyes, I let just enough of my tongue out to graze his lips, he closed his eyes in response, letting out a moan of satisfaction. I waited for him to open his eyes and look at me, before moving my hand down his stomach, onto his belt buckle. As I slowly undid the clasp, I kissed him on the mouth before lowering myself down. I let my lips graze his chest as I moved further south, occasionally kissing his warm, bare skin. As I traced his abs with my tongue I could tell he was trying his hardest not to flinch, but this only made me want to do it more. I wanted to drive him crazy

 

I dropped down onto my knees, in between his legs, and slowly undid the zipper on his trousers. I placed both hands on his waistband and started to pull them down. I could tell how hard he already was by the bulge in his boxers. I wanted to pull it out straight away, but it felt more fun to continue teasing him a little longer. I ran my forefinger up and down his shaft, “I’ve missed this” I said playfully. As my finger reached the tip of his thick cock, I felt it twitch. James let out another excited moan. “It’s my turn to give you the night of your life” I thought to myself. I couldn’t wait to sit on his dick, but for now we could be patient, we had time. I kissed the head over his boxers before reaching inside and taking out his huge cock

 

 

I realised this was the first time I’d actually held it, and been this close to it for that matter. It really was massive. “I don’t know how I’m going to suck this” I thought “but I will try”. He was already rock hard, and I couldn’t help but stare, admiring it. I took it in both hands and slowly started to stroke up and down. As his precum oozed out of the tip, I licked the palm of my hand and mixed my saliva with it before starting to stroke his shaft faster. James leant back into the sofa, looking up at the ceiling before closing his eyes. I started to lick his balls as I continued pumping his cock with my hand. As James’ breathing grew heavier, I ran my tongue up the underside of his dick before taking the tip in my mouth. I let my tongue roll around it slowly before swallowing as much of him as I could

 

I was right, there was no way I was taking all of him in my mouth, but with each stroke I pushed a little further, until I could feel him in my throat

 

“Oh fuck, Briony, that feels so fucking good!” James moaned with pleasure, as I kept sucking him off. His words of encouragement only made me want to keep going, so I pushed as far as I could before pausing and holding him in my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down, deepthroating his dick as I saw him start to twist and contort his torso

 

“Briony, baby, stop or I’m going to fucking explode!” James panted, before smiling, his eyes still closed, as if still in a state of euphoria. As I sat up, wiping some saliva off my chin, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of accomplishment, getting him that close so quickly

 

 

As James opened his eyes and looked at me, I stood up in front of him. He placed his arms around my waist and kissed just above my vagina. “You know, it would be a waste to take something so pretty off so soon” I said, running my hands through his hair. As he stared up at me, I reached down and grabbed the fabric between my legs, it was so wet but I didn’t care. I pulled it to one side before winking at him. I straddled him once more, steadying myself with one hand on his shoulder as I held my bodysuit to one side. He took his cock in his hand and moved it to my hot, wet opening. As I felt the tip rub against my lips, before parting them, I couldn’t help but moan in satisfaction. “I’ve wanted this so badly” I thought to myself

 

 

I lowered myself slowly onto his thick shaft as waves of pleasure rippled through my body. The walls of my pussy gripped him tightly. Even being as wet as I was, like my mouth it had to take him in stages, slowly allowing him to enter me fully. I ran my fingers through his hair and pushed his face into my chest as I started to ride him, rhythmically. He responded by kissing my nipple through the fabric of my bodysuit before pulling it down and taking my exposed breast in his mouth. As he began to suck, another wave of ecstasy shot through my body. I lowered myself onto him, as deep as I could go, his thick shaft filling my grateful pussy. As I started to grind my hips backwards and forwards, I felt myself tighten around him and I began to cum. I arched my back and continued to grind, indulging on the gratification his wonderful cock was giving me. “Oh James” I moaned as my orgasm came to a shuddering close

 

I gazed into his eyes as I noticed beads of sweat starting to form on his brow, one rolling down the side of his temple. Our movements had almost ground to a halt but they were still there, he had one elbow supporting himself on the arm of the sofa, his other hand on my ass as I slowly rotated my hips backwards and forwards on him. I couldn’t help but smile as I thought to myself, “Slow, passionate sex with him is as hot as him pinning me down and fucking me.”

 

 

“What you thinking?” he asked, smiling back, obviously noticing how happy I was

 

“Just thinking back to last Saturday”, I replied, biting my lip. That last orgasm was amazing, but I was feeling naughty and I wanted more. “I want you to fuck me again James”

 

In a flash, he sat forward, kissing me before taking my weight under his big, powerful arms and standing up from the sofa. “Oh fuck!” I moaned with pleasure as he began to thrust inside me. His dick was reaching the deepest parts of my vagina now, I wrapped my arms around him and held him tightly, trying to take all of him in. In just a few more pumps, the girth of his member had me cumming uncontrollably. I buried my face into his neck as I couldn’t help but squeal with delight. I’d never been fucked like this before!

 

 

James turned around and placed me down onto the sofa. I eagerly opened my legs for him so he could climb on top of me. He placed the head of his cock on my opening, and rubbed my clit with it before slowly easing himself back into me. I turned my head into the sofa and closed my eyes, losing myself in how incredible it felt to have him inside of me. As his pace quickened and his breathing became more laboured, I turned back to face him, placing my hand around the back of his head as I gratefully watched him pound me. As he began to climax, a bead of sweat dropped from his chin onto my neck. I could feel every time his cock tensed up, releasing wave after wave of cum inside my pussy. As his orgasm came to a close, he opened his eyes and stared longingly into mine, until something broke his gaze…

 

 

“Oh shit”, he shot up, running over into the kitchen. As he opened the stove door, a cloud of thick black smoke poured out as he began to cough, before grabbing a dishcloth and frantically waving it to try disperse it. “Oops, I guess that’s ruined” he remarked. As we looked at each other, we both began to laugh

 

“Takeout?” I suggested

 

James took the duvet from his bedroom and that evening, we both lay naked on the sofa, cuddling, eating pizza and watching TV. I didn’t want it to end. I was so happy, save for one moment when the realisation hit me that in less than 48 hours, I’ll most likely be back in my dorm at college. This thought filled me with sadness. In less than 1 week I felt like my head had been spun completely around. What should I do? I knew what I wanted, but how feasible that was is another matter. I don’t know what time it was, but I must have fallen asleep, as when I woke James had me in his arms. He placed me gently into his bed, covered me up and climbed in next to me. I cuddled into his arms and drifted off back to sleep