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He was almost asleep on the sofa, and the soft glow of one candle nearby barely touched his silhouette. The shadows would give the illusion of a sleeping soul if someone were to step inside...distracted. His roommate entered somewhat like this, in fact. He opened his eyes and quietly watched her with her boyfriend as they slipped into the apartment with more things on their minds than a silent occupant in their midst. In the darkness people always seem to assume...
Arousal seeped through his loins and up to his throat as he narrowed his eyes in the darkness to focus on her face. Luckily the clouds slid away from the moon and spread on the couple like a timed spotlight. As he kissed the moon in his mind, his strong right hand came down upon his growing erection. The air grew thick with passion, the kind that carried a hint of warmth throughout a room. This same warmth radiated from their bodies and launched itself at their 'sleeping' audience.
As he continued to keep his groans to himself, Paul leaned closer into Kira and drove his tongue between her soft, plump lips. He continued to kiss her slowly, passionately, until her body began its seductive, aroused movements. He then brought his left hand up and gently crushed her breast with his palm. While Kira lost control of her senses, Paul understood this was his cue to prepare her body for his entrance, right there against the wall. So he brought two sturdy hands down and easily lifted her up.
Paul held her with one arm as his left hand quickly sought his belt buckle, and then cursed it for not being easier to get out of. As he finally released the top of his pants, his pager sounded its emergency alert and he knew his efforts were forfeit.
"Dammit!"
The sound echoed off the tan hardwood floors and he reluctantly allowed her legs to fall to the floor. He braced his masculine hands upon the wall on either side of her head and immediately struggled to 'come back to earth'. Breathless, she spoke...
"Are you telling me I have to entertain myself tonight...again?"
"It's not like you don't enjoy it, Kira...I've seen your toys."
"Still, when I'm this aroused I enjoy having my body relentlessly driven into by a sexy man."
"Don't wind me up again, I'm trying to relax everything. I can't show up at a crime scene like this. I gotta go, I'll make it up to you."
"You always do. One of my favorite memories would have to be the elevator ride...and what a ride it was---"
"Please, Kira!"
She decided to leave him alone, for now. She also understood how important work was and didn't want to pout too much. She walked slowly to her room, undressing as she went. Kira didn't turn around to see the hesitation in Paul's steps as he willed himself to leave the apartment. Even though she wanted to feel the delicious thickness of a cock sliding between her moist lips, she opted to have her delicate fingers give herself a glimpse of heaven that night.
Still in the other room, the moonlight revealed another 'pouter'. Jason's thoughts played over and over in his mind as he remembered the sight of her near naked body. But he was unaware that his eager hand had gone inside of his shorts, cheated of a magnificent ejaculation because due to bad timing. Though he wasn't going to suggest to Kira that he could be of assistance, he didn't want to miss the opportunity of seeing her entertain herself.
Quietly, he crept across the smooth floor and straight to her room in hopes of witnessing his favorite scene, a woman masturbating. When he arrived at the door, he saw her lying naked on top of a walnut colored comforter. Her raven tresses covered part of her right breast as she cradled the back of her head with her left hand. Her right hand had a sweet task awaiting, and therefore couldn't be restricted. So she bent both knees and spread her legs wide in order to give her 'audience' a nice treat. Yes, she knew.
She dared not reveal her knowledge of his peeping, because she adored being watched. Also, she liked the idea of Jason masturbating himself because of her, she dreamed of watching him doing it in person. I guess you could say it was her favorite scene. Now she thought of him standing there watching, and her senses began to sizzle. The images of Jason she created in her mind caused little druglike sensations to flow throughout her bloodstream. She hadn't even touched her genitals and her most sensitive parts were already threatening to rupture. Her body started its seductive squirming and her hand inevitably found its target.
Jason's shorts easily dropped to the floor while his palm covered his stiff erection. With thumb and forefinger wrapped around the base, he carefully slid his hand upward about six and a half inches before he reached the velvety and beautifully shaped head...
***
When they met for the first time in the campus library, he knew she would make an interesting friend. After two years of being her roommate he had no idea he would become so smitten with her. His thoughts skimmed over the past few years in a matter of seconds as he recalled their meeting. At the time, she sported a short light-brown cut that he kind of missed. He noticed a sprinkle of freckles that decorated her tan-colored body. Her petite frame was accentuated with round hips and a rounder derriere, which she made sure was firm and tight with dedicated workouts.
He didn't mind the workouts too much, it gave him the opportunity to see her shape and her medium sized breasts vigorously bouncing in her tight shirts. Anyway, she had come to his table and sat right across from him, her honey-colored eyes giving him a friendly acknowledgement. Jason had always regarded himself as a geek, so concluded that she was smiling to be polite. Little did he know that Kira sat by him because intellectual guys always caught her attention, especially handsome ones. So she was anxious to get a look at his eyes. She knew she couldn't do that from across the room and made a beeline for his table. After her presence caused him to raise his head, she saw his eyes and felt the quiet intensity in them.
She remembered seeing him around campus and noticing how 'internal' he was, but there was something about the gaze deep inside the abyss of them that captivated her. She wasn't sure what he was hiding from the rest of the world, but she wanted to find out. Kira also noticed that while he may keep to himself, he still possessed a confident back bone, which was mysteriously erotic. Soon, they began talking about school, which led to majors, which led to careers, which led to money, to cars, to travelling, to childhoods, to...everywhere else. They forgot about the time and finally ended up talking about living preferences...which eventually led to them becoming roommates.
***
Jason began pumping his cock slightly faster, a little more roughly as he listened to the sweet moans that floated toward his eardrums from inside the room. Another noise jarred as well as irritated his eardrums, as the knock on the door disrupted his activities. Kira was no longer coherent as she began to slip on over into oblivion and her cry of release was heard by Jason as he neared the front door. He cursed, pulled up his shorts, and gave his forehead a hard knock against the door before opening it, giving the person on the other side of it a jolt.
"Hey man, what's up?" His friend, Mark, inquired unknowingly.
If he could have managed it, his most fervent wish just then would have come true, and Mark would have been bound, gagged, and tied to a tree. Jason could hear Kira's door close quietly as Mark pushed himself inside the apartment. Mark walked past the furniture and into the kitchen while Jason quickly situated himself behind the bar, his mind wandering back to the beautiful naked girl caressing herself to orgasm. His slowly wilting shaft sputtered with life again. Determined to kill the engine, he let his gaze settle on his uninvited friend. That killed it.
Just then, Kira came out to join them. Mark nervously engaged her in conversation, as usual, and Jason casually wondered if she made every guy she came in contact with want to run off to the bathroom and stroke himself. ;)
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Several weeks had passed before Kira shared the news about her severed relationship with Jason. She told him Paul and she had mutually gone their separate ways. Too many differences made it difficult for their relationship to grow. Although she nonchalantly relayed this news to Jason, he knew she would appreciate the comfort of his arms around her. The friendly, comforting meaning of the embrace began to change as he realized her breasts were mashed against his chest. The heat between them began to rise, as did their breathing.
He stood over six feet, but when she wore platforms, her nipples were in the vicinity of his own, he could feel the hardness of them as they embraced tightly.
The background slowly faded in and out of his peripheral vision, but the only thing he wanted to focus on was her eyes. He looked from her eyes to her rose-colored lips, wondering if her thoughts were the same as his own. Even though he could speculate what it was he was witnessing, he did not want to jump to any conclusions.
Many types of images circled through his brain as he tried to search for one that wasn't sexual. Those thoughts weren't helping his control, because all he wanted to do was make love to her. But he couldn't stand the thought of disrupting the wonderful flow of their friendship. Not knowing if she was interested and not knowing how to find out was definitely frustrating, to say the least. With those thoughts he reluctantly stepped away from Kira's embrace, his arms heavily falling to his sides. He turned toward the doorway of the kitchen.
"What are you looking for, Jason?"
"What do you mean?"
"I've been watching you for a while now---"
"You've been watching me??" He smirked at the irony.
"Yeah and I'm convinced that you have been very secretive from the start. It's driving me nuts, Jason. What is this information that you're keeping to yourself?"
"Kira, there's noth..., I'm not being..."
Jason knew it was fruitless to continue denying her. They'd had this conversation at least four times this year and it was beginning to wear him down. Finally, his mind made up, he decided to tell her the truth.
"I'm the one who's been watching you, Kira."
For the second time since they had met, Kira glimpsed the deep desire in his eyes as he moved toward her. She was captivated by the intensity and before she focused again, his tall form was standing inches from her. His eyes willed her to look at him and she fervently complied. Her mind grew dizzy from the unexpected sensations swelling in her chest and abdomen. Then strong hands slipped past her face and gently circled around her neck as she was pulled forward. Jason's mouth came down on her lips with a suddenness that made her feel faint.
With both of his hands surrounding the sides of her neck, Jason melted onto her scented mouth. Swiss Almond coffee is what he tasted as his tongue caressed her closed lips. Her scent filled his nostrils and he pressed harder to get inside. Kira's mind turned to mush as she felt Jason's hot tongue probing within her mouth. His tongue lapped at her own with unexpected tenderness. She had no idea he would taste that good, which enticed her to wrap her arms around his waist. A moan left his mouth as he sensed her body coming closer to his. Her warmth was overwhelming.
Their kiss became hotter as he pressed harder into her mouth. His lips moved over her mouth as his tongue tried to wrap itself around hers. Then his instincts took over, kissing down her chin, back up to her cheeks, down her ear while licking and biting her neck. Even though he was lost in the erotic kiss, he remembered to pace himself as he wasn't looking for a fuck-buddy, they would be lovers before the night was over.
While the sun made its descent, soft orange-colored rays filtered into the room. As he peeled her arms from around his waist, Jason led Kira closer to the bay window. He walked backwards and watched her as her body and hair glowed in front of the sun. Sitting down on the sofa he spoke only a few words...
"Kira...undress for me."
Confusion overtook her mind as she struggled to comprehend what was happening. This can't be the same sheepish, internal guy she had been living with for the past two years. But somehow it seemed as though this confident behavior was a part of him all along. The question she asked herself was why had he not shown it to her before. She smiled to herself as she noticed how much she was blushing from his confident gaze. Her legs grew weak, but she thoroughly enjoyed the torture.
Bringing her hands to her hair, she acknowledged his request by releasing the clip. She bent forward in order to place the clip on the coffee table between them, which gave Jason a chance to view the round breasts that filled her tank top. She then slid the thin shirt up her curvy frame, exposing her excited nipples to the man who would now be her lover. She marvelled at the growth in his pants as she threw the shirt away and squeezed her breasts together.
Jason hastily grabbed the front of his jeans as she turned to face the window. She held the waistline of her small shorts and slid them all the way down to the floor before stepping out of them. Blue bikini style panties were the only clothing that was left. Her roommate smiled and beckoned for her to come to him. He affectionately watched her delicate feet as she slowly sauntered over to where he was seated.
Bringing his hands up to her hips, Jason slid her panties down her legs. He didn't want to make the mistake of going too fast, but couldn't resist the notion of burying his face in the 'v' shape of her body. Kira closed her eyes and gently moaned as his hands came around to squeeze her ass. Her scent caused his mind to spiral and his erection to grow. Before he got too excited, he pushed himself back against the sofa.
She enjoyed his willingness to not rush into it and decided to show him something luscious. So, she hopped onto the other end of the couch and let her legs slowly fall open, letting him draw a conclusion about what she was going to do next. The look in his eyes told her she was on the right track.
She observed his reaction and was determined to get him even more aroused. Kira watched him as she slid her right-hand past her belly button towards her mound. Jason noticed how neatly manicured her fine thatch of hair was. There wasn't a lot of it, just enough strands to create a wavy cascade of ringlets flowing down toward her center. When his eyes reached her core, he could see that her glistening lips were bare. He wanted to see just how soft and sweet they really were...
Kira caught his attention as she slid a delicate finger into the moisture, bringing it out and sliding the juice around her clit. Watching her repeat the movements, Jason forgot to swallow as he looked on and moved further down to get a closer. He didn't anticipate the swiftness of his erection and prayed he could last until the end. Kira also noticed his dilemma and smiled as she pushed two fingers inside her walls.
She closed her eyes tight as the undulations riveted throughout her pelvis and thighs. Wiggling her hips slightly caused her to moved flatter onto the couch, giving Jason a better view and her better leverage. Almost forgetting her company, her body began to move with her hand. She concentrated on the two fingers sliding into her, low moans coming from her slightly parted mouth. Jason looked up and noticed that her already hardened nipples seemed to be reaching for the ceiling.
Opening her eyes again she saw Jason's serious expression as he watched her hand move with more determination. The effort sent her body and senses in a fury all over, causing him to close his eyes to control the passion raging through his own body. As he attempted to get closer to her, his hand rested on the underside of her raised thigh, the warmth of his hand felt electric on her hyper-sensitive skin.
Jason began to perspire, his body heat rose and blood pumped through his organ, threatening to burst forth. He didn't know how much longer he could last, seeing her fingers continue to rub and dive into her dripping pussy. Kira squirmed harder on the couch as she forgot her spectator and scaled that delightful peak. Again, Jason grabbed the bulge in his jeans while Kira's hips lifted briefly, descending a wave of pleasure. The shudders that rippled throughout her muscles surely took Jason's breath away.
As she lay there panting, Jason's clothed body brushed against the insides of her thighs while he hovered above her.
"That was magnificent," he kissed her cheek. "While I would love to sit and chat, much more urgent matters need to be dealt with," he laughed.
"I haven't forgotten. Oh, and don't think I'm tired after that...now, get that shirt off, leave the jeans on," she said, kneeling a few feet in front of him.
"Yes, Ma'am."
Knowing how much she would enjoy this, he wanted her first time to be memorable. Legs slightly open, back against the sofa, Jason watched Kira's face as he teasingly unzipped his jeans. Pulling the flaps apart, he reached underneath his underwear and brought out a thick, beautiful cock. It was her first time laying eyes on it and he clasped his hands behind his head, allowing her to graph a very nice mental picture.
"I can't believe you're teasing me at a time like this."
He was the one being tortured, but he couldn't help relishing the look on her face at the sight of his shaft. She looked as if she could eat him alive, so he went to business. Jason wrapped his hand around the middle of the shaft and brought his hand upwards. He held his laugh as Kira's mouth dropped open, while her thighs pressed closer together. The more he stroked and teased, the more he watched her kneeling before him, the stronger the need became to get inside of her.
After a short while, Jason's head fell back against the sofa, momentarily losing his strength. Two thoughts ran through his mind: letting her see him ejaculate for the first time or exploding inside her as she orgasmed. The latter idea had won, because before he knew it he was telling Kira to stand up and turn her back to him...
"Bend over," he told her hastily.
Again, he knew he was prolonging his torture as he rammed his tongue into her pink center. Flicking his tongue between her folds, their breathing quickened as he tasted his roommate for the first time. Her scent and flavor made him desperate to get inside her again. So he brought himself up and asked her to hold onto the edges of the table. Jason took hold of his stiff cock, brought it to the front of her vagina and slowly descended from front to back until he reached the damp opening. When he pushed inside her, their movements slowed, time stopped, and all sound faded.
After a brief moment, he realized his eyes were closed tight. Kira felt his strong hands take hold of her shoulders as Jason only moved his hips against her, never actually pulling out. The roundness of his head pressed against the softness of her g-spot, giving her sprinkles of little orgasms spreading throughout. Her insides were trembling again and, by this time, she was whimpering in ecstasy, feeling as if she were about to burst into stars. Finally, he slid his hands down her back and held on to her waist as he slowly pulled out of her.
Although he pulled out gently, he drove into her swiftly, not giving her time to catch her breath. He didn't think he could slow his pace even if he had tried to. The vibrations of his pumping sent his pants falling to his ankles, oblivious to him, of course. The moisture that was created due to their sweat almost made him lose his grip, but he wasn't going to let a little sweat slow down his thrusts. So he grabbed her shoulders again and continued to thrust, being taken by surprise as her walls closed down on him very slowly as if it would never stop. When it released its pressure, Kira screamed.
Jason's legs almost failed while his own wave of ecstasy began to devour him. He wrapped his forearm around her waist and tried to keep his balance as a powerful orgasm ripped through his body. He knew the neighbors had heard him yell in pleasure and exquisite pain. Only an orgasm could combine such contrasting sensations he thought, but the thrusting didn't stop there. He encouraged her to lay flat on the floor and allow her hips to come toward him. His erection never dying, Jason straddled her prone body and continued shoving his slick cock into her from behind. The friction was wonderful from that position and her whimpering grew louder and louder. Each blow jarred her body with piercing pleasure.
"Oh...God...damn...!" he exclaimed as he felt himself on the verge of exploding again.
"Jason...mmmm...Jason? Please, I can't take it.....oh, shit!
"I love you...but there...is no fucking way...I'm stopping now." He said breathlessly.
"What!"
"I said...I'm not stopping!"
He knew what she was referring to, but it was the wrong time to elaborate. One of the hazards of being inside of a woman, you're liable to say or do anything, he thought.
"Okay...okay...oh, God....ooohh, yeesss..."
"Thought that...would shut you up...oh, man," he said as he reached his hand underneath her and fingered her clit.
"That's...only going to...make me louder...genius!"
"Good...then the guys...playing basketball...will understand that this pussy belongs to me, now."
"Ooooo...I love the way that sounds," she whispered.
With those words, she let out a high-pitched squeal without embarrassment of being heard by the people nearby.
"Ahhhh...damn!"
Jason yelled as her quaking walls massaged and pulled on his shaft. The second burst was even more piercing than the last, flooding her womb with an even greater amount of his cum. Sliding out of the swollen tightness, he fell onto his back. After a few moments, he turned to look at Kira only to find that she already had her eyes on him. The smile she gave him was filled with contentment, with friendship, with love. So he asked her, smiling himself...
"Who taught you to smile that way?"
She simply replied, "You did."
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