I wake again when I feel him stretching against me, and it’s light out. I panic again and slap the clock. 6:30 AM, Sunday, 2/13/11.
Whew, everything’s ok. Oh my God, no it’s not! It’s wonderful!! This is the best I’ve ever felt in my life! He’s soft and warm and I’m so in … this is just where I want to be!
His arms have tightened around me, and my face is about two inches from his. I smile and open my eyes again and lick his nose. He gasps then slides one hand over my ass, pulling me hard against him, and crushes my lips with his.
I get it, he’s already halfway hard, and there’s no doubt what he has in mind. I grind against him, wondering if it’s possible there is any better way to wake up, and when he feels my pussy slide over his cock he’s like iron in an instant.
We rock together, and my pussy is wet in seconds, my hips rolling. His hand slides down and strokes my pussy, but when he feels how wet I am he grasps his cock and just presses it against me. Mmmmmm, I can’t believe how good it feels when he slides right into me; I was asleep just a couple of minutes ago! He takes his time, easing it in, letting me open for him.
Our arms are wrapped around each other, and when he’s buried in me we just lie there, kissing. My cunt is gently clenching rhythmically around him, and, oh damn, how can anything feel this good? He shudders and I know he feels it too.
My body just won’t let me be still, and I put my arms around his neck, holding him to me with his tongue deep in my mouth, but my hips grind slowly against him. He pushes back and ummmmmm, that feels soooooooo good! I slide my leg over his, opening me a little more, and instantly he slips in a little deeper.
I moan and automatically my hips start rolling, needing to feel him move in me now. “Fuck, you feel so good!” he gasps, and I get my wish as he starts to fuck me, long strokes, gentle at first, but quickly becoming faster and harder.
Suddenly, he starts really ramming into me, and I’m bouncing as he slams against me. It’s unexpected, but it’s exciting, and I love that he is so aroused, wants me so badly.
I’m holding on to him, and his fingers are digging into my hips, his breathing deep and ragged, and I wonder if he’s about to cum. But he slows down, stroking deep and slow for a few moments.
Then he slides out of me completely and whispers, “Baby, roll over.” I do, onto my other side, facing away from him, and he snuggles in behind me. But he pushes my legs out in front of me with his thighs, and puts a hand between my legs.
He pulls my leg back over his, and suddenly I’m spread wide open! He rocks slowly, his cock running over my pussy, making me gasp, and he slides an arm around me, grasping a breast, and he starts to knead and pull.
Oh God, this feels good. I look back and smile at him, wondering what’s coming next and he suddenly bends forward and kisses me, mmmmmm. Then he whispers, “Sweetheart, put me in.” I feel an instant shiver! When he calls me that I’ll do anything! I reach down and grasp him, sliding that big head down to my entrance, and as soon as he feels it positioned his hips roll and he slides into me all the way in one quick stroke.
I gasp and arch back against him, but I’m so open and wet already that it feels wonderful! I suddenly realize that in this position I can look down and see him sliding in and out of me, and I watch transfixed as his big long dick disappears in me. God, I wonder where it’s all going!
Wetting my fingertips, I slide my hand over my tummy, down to my pussy. I gently touch my clit, but I still jump and gasp, it’s so hard and
swollen, and my body is starting to shudder he’s fucking me so hard!
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh GOD! I know I can cum if I just rub a little, but I don’t want this to end, it feels so fucking good! I press down hard, deadening the sensation just a little, and try to clamp around his cock. He moans when he feels the sudden tightness, and keeps going, but he slows down a little and it feels wonderful.
I can’t resist, the erotic sight of his cock burying itself in me is just too much, and I start rubbing gentle circles over my clit. I gasp and moan, putting my head back against his shoulder, eyes shut tight. He kisses me on my cheek and grasps a breast with one hand, kneading me and teasing the nipple. DAMN!!
Without warning an orgasm just rips through me and I make one long strangling, high-pitched cry and just lie against him, whimpering. He hasn’t even changed his pace, still fucking me with long deep strokes, but he’s gasping, and he whispers in my ear, “Fuck baby, I love it when you cum on my cock!”
I finally get it together enough to turn my head for another kiss, but I’m focused now, knowing just what I want. Gently I turn to him, slowly pulling away from his cock as I do, and kiss him hard, ramming my tongue into his mouth.
But I grasp him with one hand, stroking his cock, slippery-wet with my juices, so he knows I’m not done.
I pull back from his arms and get on my knees, putting my head down. Mmmmmmm, good boy! He knows what I want and he’s behind me before I even settle down. I moan into the sheet as he rams his cock back into me, “Hard Robbie, do it hard! Show me how much you like to fuck me!”
He grabs handfuls of my hips and does just that! I hear him growl as he slams into me faster and harder and I know he’s not planning on making this last long now.
But oh damn, he’s making it so fucking good! He’s reminding me of that wonderful rod, and I swear it’s swollen even more now! The slapping of his thighs against my ass is so loud I can hear it echo from the living room! My body shakes with every impact, but I still
manage to rock back and meet him. “That’s it baby, pound me! Oh God, make me cum!!”
This time it’s a snarl, as he starts pounding me so hard I can’t keep up, then suddenly, rams himself deep and grinds, and I hear him moan like he’s in pain.
Again, he buries himself in me, and again! OH FUCK! I shriek as he slams me so hard I slide a foot up the bed, impaled on an iron bar of a cock, and when he bucks against my ass the first spurt is so hard I jump, just before I take off, into orbit. I can’t stop screaming as an immense orgasm sweeps through me, again and again, in time with the hard bucking thrusts against my ass.
He’s gripping the handfuls of my flesh so hard it hurts, but I don’t care, it just seems to add to the sensation of the moment. And I’ll wear the bruises proudly.
Finally I feel him relax, his hands loosening, and I can feel him shuddering, shaking, leaning against me for support. Not that I’m much help. I slowly slide forward till I’m flat on the bed, my head now buried under a pillow. I realize that I’m soaking wet and his cum is running out of me, mixed with mine. Today the sheets get changed, no matter what!
Suddenly, he comes from somewhere, throwing the pillow on the floor, and his arms clamp tight around me, lift me almost off the bed and crush me against his chest, all in one quick motion.
He falls on his back and pulls me down on top of him, and I realize he’s soaked in sweat, still panting and gasping. His mouth captures mine, his tongue ramming deep, and his arms are still so tight I can hardly breathe, and he’s just grinding his whole body against me, squirming on the sheet.
Oh God! I’ve never felt anything like this, and it almost scares me, the feeling is so intense! Gradually he relaxes, and we enjoy a long, deep, delicious kiss that neither of us wants to end.
I’m lying on his chest, my lips kissing the little spot where they happened to fall, over and over. Something is making my fingertips slide softly up and down his hard bicep. His arms are still around me loosely, one hand resting on my round ass.
Thoughts. Yesterday morning was wonderful, waking up with him, but nothing like this! How could I ever do without this feeling? I know the answer. I can’t.
That knowledge emboldens me. I pull myself up and kiss him gently, enjoying the soft touch of his lips on mine and his hands on my body. “Robbie. Lover, when are you going to move in with me?”
Somehow it seems like a perfectly reasonable question. I know he’s been renting a room from his parents since he moved back to the area.
I feel his arms suddenly tighten around me, but he doesn’t freeze. One hand goes to the back of my head, pulling me down for a long hard kiss, as the other strokes up and down, from my ass to my shoulders.
It’s wonderful, but I’ve stopped breathing, waiting to see what he’ll say. When the kiss ends, he smiles up at me as I raise my head slightly, looking at him.
“I already have. I guess we should go and get my stuff.”
OH MY GOD! HE MEANS IT! He said it so matter-of-factly that I had to think for a second, realizing what it meant. He chuckles, and I giggle back, and we both know what a wonderful idea it is! I’m almost giddy at the thought that now we can wake up every morning like this! Suddenly, he tickles me in the ribs, and I shriek and roll off of him.
He tries to grab me, but I jump off the bed and start running through the apartment with him one millisecond behind.
He catches up to me in the kitchen and wraps his arms around me, pulling me back hard against him. He kisses hard at the back and side of my neck, and his hands slide up and down the front of me, finally settling, one on my tummy, the other gripping a breast.
I squirm and wiggle and shriek again, pretending to try to get away, but really just wanting to feel my body pressed against his, skin moving against skin. He spins me around, facing him, and I put my arms around
his neck and jump up, locking my legs around his waist, and our lips grind together.
His hands are on my ass and thighs, holding me up, and this feels soooooo sexy and good! I grind my breasts against his chest, wanting him to feel how hard my nipples are.
He carries me into the bathroom and sets me on the edge of the sink as he turns on the water in the shower. He helps me down and takes my hand as I step into the shower, and as soon as I’m under the water he’s behind me, his arms around me, hands running over my wet body.
I gasp when he tweaks my nipples, letting them slip through his slippery fingers again and again, and I press my ass back against him, feeling his hard cock in the crease. I think to myself proudly, “Damn, I can get him hard fast!” as I rub against him.
I turn as I drop to my knees, smiling up through the water as I grasp him with both hands. I won’t disappoint him this time! I stroke him fast and hard a few times, feeling him become rigid in my hands.
Then I slip his big head in my mouth, swirling my tongue around and sucking it like a Tootsie Pop, one hand still stroking up and down his shaft.
He turns, leaning against the side of the shower for support, and he’s actually laughing as he says. “Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God,” over and over. I can actually feel him shaking through his cock, and I look up at him with a smile as he puts both hands on my head.
I move a little to get out of the shower spray, so I don’t drown, then start taking him deeper and deeper with each stroke. No mercy for you, big boy, you’re going all the way. And to prove it, I ram my head down on him, feeling him slide easily down my throat until my lips meet his wet groin.
I shock him, getting a loud “AAHHHhhhh” as his hands tighten on my head. But I don’t let him dwell on it, bobbing back and forth till my breath gives out. I slide him out, but keep licking and sucking on his tip, and he’s twitching now, eyes closed and head back against the wall.
But he’s tougher than I thought! His hands hold my head steady, and he pushes himself up straight. He begins rocking his hips, fucking my mouth, using it like a pussy.
“Mmmmmm give it to me big guy, let’s see how much you can take. Let’s see how much I can take!” It suddenly occurs to me, I can’t control how hard, how deep, how fast or how long any more! But he’s gentle, at least for a while.
I put both hands behind my back, letting him know he has complete control, and he rocks at a nice steady pace, just touching the back of my mouth. The only thing I can control is the tightness of my lips, and when I get it just right he murmurs “Ahhhhhhhhh, yeahhhhh” without missing a stroke.
But soon he starts testing my throat, and I move my head a little, trying to get the best angle for him. The first couple of strokes are a shock, but he doesn’t go too deep, and he’s moving so fast it really begins to feel good!
For him too, I guess because all of a sudden he’s breathing deeply, and I can feel him shudder. Now it’s my turn to feel the heat. I realize I really like the feel of that big cock buried in me, and I put my hands around the back of his thighs, just below his ass. When he thrusts I pull, until he’s all the way down, then hang on and don’t let him pull back as I grind my lips in his wet pubic hair.
When I finally slide back I tighten my lips as much as I can, and when he slips out of my mouth with a pop he’s gasping and shuddering. God I love swallowing his cock!
Now he gets the idea and takes over again, sliding all the way down in one long thrust, then pulling me against him and grinding against my face. I make sure to keep my tongue swirling around his shaft as long as I can, and I can feel his hands shaking as he valiantly keeps going.
The record’s four, because the fifth time, He suddenly bucks, and I feel hot cum pouring down my throat, then into my mouth as he pulls back just a bit.
He’s bucking and grunting and groaning and his legs are shaking as I feel my mouth almost overflow. When I think he’s done, I gently lick and milk him with my lips, making sure I get the last drop.
He manages to gather the strength to help me up, and I give him a quick glimpse of his cum, still in my mouth, then quickly gulp it down. We stand under the pouring water, leaning against each other, my head pressed against his shoulder, his arms around me. What a wonderful way to start the day! For both him and me.
Right now I’m kind of bummed out, because he just left. Oh he’ll be back, and it will be all be better, but right now I’m at the stage where I begrudge the time apart from him when he goes to the bathroom! He really is gonna move in with me! But he told me he needed to go home and get the first load of stuff and have a chance to talk to his parents.
He’s no kid, and he said he’s already mentioned me to them, but it’s bound to be a shock for this to happen so suddenly. When he comes back we’ll go over again with two cars and it really shouldn’t take long to move him. He only has clothes and a few electronics thingies. I guess there’s some stuff buried in the basement that can stay for now.
But the big thing is, I’m going to meet his parents.
Of course I’m nervous about that, but he says they’re nice and he knows they’ll like me. I’m hoping. Hell, I’m praying, and I don’t pray. Wish me luck. Well the sheets are changed and the laundry’s going in the basement, and I’m going to run out to a store and stock up some groceries. Sooner or later we’ll feel like eating again.
Something else is bothering me too. When he left this morning, after our shower, I really thought he might say it.
He called me sweetheart again, and that kiss had all the passion in the world. But he didn’t say it. He knows I know. And he knows I feel the same. But I need to hear it. I just do. Please, please Robbie, please tell me soon!
Wow, he’s gone almost four hours, said he had to run a couple of errands. Wonder what those were. I’d like to play for a while, postponing the inevitable, I guess, but he says we need to get this over with, so we can
get back to being together alone again.
The convoy heads out, and it turns out they only live a few minutes away. I tried to dress nice, but ready to move stuff. God I hope they like me. God I hope they don’t hate me!
They like me! And I like them too. No strange remarks or questions or 3rd degrees, and his mom gave me a little kiss on the way out. We manage to get all his stuff into the two cars in one trip, and get home around 4:30. I’m so happy it went well and so “Robbie deprived”
I’m ready to rip his clothes off. But he makes me work, not stopping until we get all the stuff dragged up to the apartment. Of course we just drop it in piles, but it’s there.
We’re done by five and when the last box hits the floor we look at each other. Resisting the urge to rip, I just walk over and put my head on his chest. I say very quietly, from inside his arms, “You live here now. With me.” Oh my God! It hits me like a truck and I flush, face beet red, I’m sure. HE LIVES WITH ME! We can’t just go back to how it was. There will be no more “Good morning, Rob”s, in the office.
What will we tell them there? What WON’T we tell them there?
But none of that matters for now because his arms tighten and his finger under my chin lifts my head for a kiss. I moan before our lips even touch, and I don’t seem to be able to stop. Until I switch to gasping when I feel his fingers slowly unbuttoning my blouse.
Between kisses he whispers to me, “Becky…, my dear, darling Becky, from the moment I first walked in the door with you, I never wanted to leave.”
And when the next kiss starts I know there’s a fire someplace, because my entire body is burning up! And I want him to say it, right now! But instead, he says, “We don’t have too much time sweetheart, we have a dinner reservation at 7:00.” What the hell? I don’t want to go out to dinner; I want to eat him alive! I kind of moan, but he says, “It will be nice, you’ll see.
And we don’t have to stay too long, I just want to show you off.” and he grins, and reaches inside my open shirt and tickles me.
I just can’t help giggling and smiling at his touch, and I ask, “Where are we going?”
“Arturo’s, out on the avenue, I’ll bet you know it. And it’s so close, we can walk.”
Wow! Arturo’s is a four star restaurant! I’ve always wanted to have a chance to go there. I just hope it doesn’t take half the night, our night, to get through the meal. But I’m intrigued, and it should be worthwhile.
Well no time for messing around right now. I want him and I’m going to have him! I peel my shirt off my arms, and pull him to the bedroom. “Sit!” I say, motioning to the bed, and undo and pull off his shoes, then his pants as he unbuttons his shirt. When that’s done, I turn my back to him and say, “Undo me.” he reaches up and fumbles with my bra as I undo my pants.
I could have done it faster, but I want him to get used to it, and I know he likes undressing me. Mmmmmm.
He pushes my pants down my legs and we are left with only panties and briefs. He grabs my arm and pulls me to the bed to sit beside him, and bends to kiss me. We reach for each other at the same time, and he rubs my pussy as I rub his cock.
He’s teasing me, stoking my slit through the cloth, and I run one finger up and down the bottom of his cock through the briefs. In seconds, the panties are soaked, and his pre-cum is leaking through the cotton.
When I reach to pull his cock out, he grabs the band and just yanks them down, kicking them off. Seeing that, I do the same with the panties, and we giggle at each other. It feels so fun and naughty with him, every time we play together!
He turns and lies in the middle of the bed, and suddenly I know what he has in mind. I crawl over to him, grabbing his big cock, which is already sticking straight up, and jack it a little. But then I swing a leg over him and bend, facing away, pushing my pussy almost into his face.
He does the rest, grabbing my hips and pulling me back and I gasp as I feel his tongue run lightly over my slit. I love how he moans “mmmmmmmmmm” as he tastes me! I bend forward, and it’s his turn to gasp as I lick the drop of pre-cum from his tip. “Mmmmmmmmm.”