The Borrowed Waterbed
by Madeline

This writing was originally posted Madeline's YesRoom on 28 March 1996. (Madeline's YesRoom offers high-quality erotic stories, sexual journals, softcore site reviews, erotic penpals, and chat. Updated daily!)

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Note: This story was not written by Madeline alone; it is actually the product of a joint venture between Madeline and Casey. (That Madeline is the primary listed author is due to the limitations of the programming of YesRoom.)

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Will looked just like I always remember him to be: tall and a bit too serious, that day wearing a blue work shirt and a leather jacket. The old cavalry boots, despite being out of fashion, suited his long legs well. His dark hair, from what I could make out at a distance, looked to be long, and neatly pulled back into a ponytail. I hoped so; I always loved his hair when it was long. It had been much too long since I had last seen him. Years, I thought. With old lovers like us, time can slip away so easily, because it's always so easy to come back together.

As I watched him walk towards me, I couldn't help but imagine us in his apartment, illuminated by the golden shadows of afternoon streaming through the wooden slats of the blinds. I saw myself, naked before him, slowly pulling off his boots, unbuttoning his shirt, sliding it off over his shoulders, pulling the while cotton t-shirt over his head. I felt as if I was actually there, pressing my naked body against his smooth, tan skin, being enveloped by the strong muscles of his arms and chest.

As if reading my mind, when Will finally reached me where I stood on the train platform, he wrapped his arms around me, enveloping me completely. "Hello Eliza," he whispered in my ear. The feel of his body so close to mine turned my nipples rock hard and made my sex burn like wildfire. God, I wanted him at that very moment, I wanted him to pull me into an alley, rip my sundress off, and fill me up with his cock. But I knew that he wouldn't do that; he has always been too private and possessive to share me with even the thought of onlookers.

But I had to have him. I couldn't wait the half hour that it would take to get back to my apartment. I had got to find somewhere, somewhere close, somewhere at least semi-private. I searched frantically, trying not to look frantic, trying not to even look like I was searching. As we passed a store called "Waterbed World," an idea struck me. I checked my watch; it was a few minutes before seven, closing time. I grabbed his hand and pull him towards the door.

"What are you doing?"

"Shhh. Get sneaky, Will." I pulled him inside the door. The clerks were gathered around the cash register, off to the left side of the store, either engrossed in gossip. The store was a large showroom, and so we were able duck behind one of the displays and avoid being seen.

"They're getting ready to close. Why are we here?" Will asked me, obviously confused.

I took his hands in mine and slid them under my sundress, past my hips where panties should have been and up to my bare breasts. His face became distorted between feelings of pleasure from my bare skin and confusion about our situation. I wrapped my arms around his neck and whispered, "I have got to have you, right now. I can't wait until we get home." From the feel of his cock straining against his jeans, I know that I was going to win, that I was going to be able to take him right here.

"They'll see us..." Will whispered back to me, but when I led his fingers down to my pussy to feel the wetness, he shut up. The only sound coming from his lips was a light moan.

One of the clerks made a quick run through the store, looking for any stray customers. She missed the nook that we were settled into though, slowly kissing and caressing each other. She yelled to the other clerks, "It's all clear." They headed out of the store, still engrossed in their gossip. The lock clicked behind them.

The store was empty. We were alone.

I slipped my dress off quickly, in one motion, and pressed myself up against Will's body, letting his hands gently caress my naked flesh, his lips delicately savor the taste of my skin. The caresses stopped only to slowly strip Will of his clothes, letting the soft warmth of his skin press against mine. He had never been so gentle with me before, never so tender. I couldn't even really describe how it made me feel: voluptuous, womanly, loved. I wanted to submit completely to him, not because he was overpowering, but because he was attentive, so aware of me.

All that was left to be removed was his underwear, and so I slowly slipped them off, exposing his large, rock-hard cock. I took it between my legs, slowly rubbing it against the soft skin of my inner thighs and the wetness of my sex. I was sure that I was going to collapse from the torture of his hands roaming my flesh and his cock lightly brushing my clit.

He quietly led me over to one of the nearby waterbeds, a luxurious king-sized one, and lay me down on it. To my surprise, it was in full view of the window, although a brightly lit display probably helped hide our lovemaking from view. It was still risky though, not that that bothered me. I just didn't expect it from Will.

Will crawled over me, kissing every inch of my body, waking up every one of my nerves. He paused at my pussy, and slowly licked and sucked at my clit, thrusting his tongue and then two fingers into my hole. The laziness of it all was driving me wild; I felt sure that I would never feel the pleasure of his swollen cock thrusting into me. With that thought of the first penetration, the thought of my walls enveloping him, a chain reaction of heat and pleasure began. As Will thrust three fingers into my sopping wet hole, my body exploded in a massive orgasm.

Will slowly licked my clit as I came down off the orgasm, and then began crawling up over me again, gently kissing my hips, my stomach, my breasts, my neck. The feel of his skin against mine was like religious experience, so intense that I almost doubted its reality. God, I wanted him inside of me so badly, and yet he just continued to kiss me, as if he was lost in the softness of my skin. I wet my hand with saliva and reached around for his cock. I grabbed it, stroking and kneading it. As his moans grew louder, I knew that, even in my submission, I was in complete control.

It didn't take long before I could no longer stand to just stroke his throbbing member with my hand; I slowly inched my body down to his cock and slowly guided it into me. Will paused for a second, not letting me have my way, and then slowly penetrated me.

Oh God, it felt amazing, the sensations were so intense. A moan escaped my lips, echoing through the store. Will paused again, letting both of us savor the feel of his cock completely inside of me, and then thrust inside of me again, picking up speed with each penetration.

It didn't take long before I exploded into another orgasm, the walls of my cunt spasming around Will's cock, driving him right to the edge. He paused though, taking a moment to slowly caress my breasts, before plunging the full length of his cock into me and burying his face in my shoulder. He came in short spasms, barely managing to breathe, as he spread his hot seed inside of me.

He collapsed over me, nearly crushing me under his weight, and then slowly rolled off of me to rest next to me. We snuggled up together like two spoons, with him caressing my hair as we slowly drifted off into sleep.

When we woke up, it was pitch black outside. We sleepily shuffled about, searching for our clothes, haphazardly dressing ourselves. We snuck out the emergency exit, probably setting off some alarm somewhere, and headed for my car. It was a great start to one hell of an amazing visit. (See Icy Hot Water.)

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