The Fantasy Files

Interlude

© 2004 by Girl Friday

How did this happen?

How did I get here?

I tried to remember the series of events that had led me to this situation, but for the life of me I couldn't make a single brain cell function.

The kiss went on and on and on, getting deeper and more intense with each passing second. If he would just keep kissing me, the world could end and I wouldn't care. He changed the angle of the kiss and I could feel my body quiver in response. Was it possible to orgasm just from kissing? Maybe tonight I would find out.

His lips trailed over my jaw, sending tiny shockwaves of pleasure through my system. I closed my eyes and let my head drop back as he nibbled my throat. Damn, his lips felt incredible moving over my suddenly hyper-sensitive skin. An involuntary moan escaped me as I felt the small silver ball that pierced his tongue move over my ear. I imagined how that ball would feel as his mouth moved lower and moaned yet again in anticipation. His tongue moved over my ear, nibbling and sucking until I couldn't stand it anymore.

I pushed him away from me and down into the chair behind him. He looked at me in confusion for a moment before I knelt between his feet and captured his lips with mine. My tongue flickered into his mouth, twining around his before slipping back out as I kissed my way along his jaw. His ear looked enticing and I paused to savor it before moving on down his neck. I felt the collar of his shirt brush my cheek as I dipped my tongue into the small hollow at the base of his neck.

I slid my hands over the soft fabric and savored the feel of it, wondering what the skin beneath it would feel like against my palms. I didn't want to wait any longer to find out. I moved away a few inches, just enough so that I could watch his eyes as I slowly undid the buttons of his shirt. His breathing became ragged and his eyes darkened as I slid my hands underneath the fabric. He felt so good, better than I imagined, as my hands moved over the skin of his chest. But what was that?

I pulled his shirt open to see what my right hand couldn't identify. I stared in surprise at the tiny silver hoop that pierced his left nipple. Without thinking, I dipped my head and just barely scraped it with my tongue. He moaned, a soft, low sound that only fueled my own arousal. Pushing his shirt off to the sides, I began to explore his shoulders and chest with my mouth. Small, open, kisses as my lips moved over him, pausing to nibble on his other, unadorned nub, before moving lower to taste the silky area of his ribs. I could feel the hard muscles of his thighs contract under my hands as my lips continued their journey. I opened his belt and the snap of his pants, dipping my tongue into his navel. I went back to his piercing, moving my tongue around his nipple as he groaned in pleasure. A gentle tug on the ring, then I nibbled him delicately with my teeth. His hands buried themselves in my hair as he hissed in response.

I couldn't wait any more. I had to touch him.

I tugged on his zipper, careful of the bulge beneath. As his pants came open, it my turn to hiss in arousal. There wasn't anything under his pants but skin. His shaft was already hard, needing no encouragement to escape the restricting space. I watched in wonder as it rose, just inches from my face. Moaning in delight, I leaned down to lick him, running my tongue around the ridge of his glans. I ignored his words of encouragement, his moans of pleasure. I focused only on his cock, and the feel of it as my lips worked their way down his shaft.

His balls hung heavy at the base. I sucked on them gently, tonguing them wet before moving back up his cock. I slid my tongue in one long, wet stroke, up the sensitive underside before lapping up the precum that had started to dribble out. My own body was throbbing, hovering on the edge, as I opened my mouth and began to gently suck the head of his cock. Slowly, I took more and more of it in, relaxing my throat until I had his full length buried inside. His patch of curls tickled my nose as I paused to savor the feeling.

His hands were gentle in my hair, quietly urging me to begin moving again. I followed his guidance, moving up and down his shaft, my lips and tongue sliding over him. I picked up the tempo, moving just a little faster as I curled my tongue around his cock and sucked firmly. I could feel him moving beneath me, muscles jumping and contracting, as he moved closer towards release. His arousal fueled mine as I allowed his hands to guide me.

I could feel his cock as it turned to steel in my mouth. I quickly buried him in my throat and started to hum gently. With a shout that turned to a low groan, he started to spurt his seed into me. I could feel my own body begin to pulse as wave after wave of pleasure rolled over me, my orgasm sparked by nothing more than his.

I opened my eyes and blinked in confusion. My body was still vibrating in pleasure, but my lover was nowhere to be found. I rolled over in confusion and realized I was in bed, my bed, and like always... I was alone.

With a groan, I pulled my pillow over my head and tried desperately to get back to sleep. With visions of a tiny silver ball dancing over my clit, I slipped back into dreamland and the lover I knew was waiting there for me.

--Fin--

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