Unknown Love and Destiny Pt 1

Thinking over their conversation about their fantasy of each other, she concentrated on the one of her and Michael in the shower together. Slipping a hand down her body, she gently rubbed a finger over her clit and moaned. Smiling she quickly removed her panties and bra, tossing them to the floor. She closed her eyes and imagined Michael in the shower his hands on her breasts. Slowly she rolled a nipple between her fingers. Arching her back, her finger rubs harder against her nub. Gasping at the sensation. Still imagining them in the shower her hand grasping his hard shaft, slowly moving her hand up and down his length. She tickled the skin around her vagina before thrusting two fingers into her wet pussy, she thrust her hips

forward, using her thumb to continue stimulating herself. Moaning and moving her hips, the bed groaned under her.



He moved into his own room. It was even more pitiful then the one she got. All he had was a mattress on the floor. But he didn\'t mind, she was safe for now. He also needed to go and secure the car. A high end vehicle like that really stood out in this place.



She continued the assault on her body, pinching her nipples, thrusting her fingers in and out of herself, grinding herself against her hand. Imagining it was him thrusting against her. Feeling her body tighten and clench more. A small cry leaves her lips.



He had placed the car inside the courtyard behind the church inside an old shed. The hot water springs was close buy as he could smell them. Walking back to her room he grab a chair then took a seat outside her door.



Pulling her fingers from her body, she placed them in her mouth, tasting her own juices on them. Her body almost screamed at the sudden stop, but she wanted it to last a little longer. Panting she cups both of her breasts, giving them a light massage, rolling her palms over her now taunt nipples. Little shivers go down her spine. If only he was here. Squirming on the bed. Would he fuck her slow or would he pound her pussy. Groaning at the visions running through her mind. Needing release, she thrust her fingers back inside. She rubbed, and squeezed and fucked herself. "OH GOD!" that felt good.



Hearing her call out, he stood up from the chair and rushed the door. What he saw upon entering was both a blessing and a curse. His cock instantly responded as if it accepted the invite. He on the other hand fought with everything he had not to walk over to her and fuck her brains out. "Oh, I\'m sorry" he apologized and turned away.



Panting, her orgasm still rocking her body, she looked towards the door. Barely registering in her mind. He had seen her. Sitting up a bit. "Michael. It\'s alright. I don\'t mind." Hell, why should she. It

was what she wanted, what she had been dreaming of..



"Don\'t let me stop you" he said. He knew that most women were able to go for hours and since he had only been out of the room for about ten minutes or so. He figured she wanted more.



She didn`t want him to leave. "Do you want to watch, Michael? maybe participate?" She knew he wanted her as much as she want him. Too hell with it being over the bounds. She wanted to feel him over, under and inside of her.



He sighed. "I wished I could participate. You sure I can watch?" he couldn\'t believe what was going on. He was actually being offered a front row seat to a woman pleasing herself.



Smiling at him. "I said you could."



He walked outside and picked up the small chair, then returned and placed it in front of the door once he was inside and had closed it. Now no one could enter without him knowing it.



Deciding to give him a good show. She sat up and faced him. Cupping and lifting her breasts. Then pinching and rolling her nipples. "I was thinking about you. Wondering what your hands would feel like on me." Laying back against the bed, she spread her legs wide, giving him a good view. Using her fingers she spread her lips and ran a finger around herself. Watching his face, her eyes never leaving him. Taking her finger and thumb she pinched and rolled her hard nub again. Moaning at the sensation.



What he saw was like every mans dream, full view of one of the most beautiful creations on the planet. His pants were getting REALLY tight, he was also starting to sweat like the room was a sauna.



Slowly she slipped one finger inside of her, then another. Thrusting them fully in then pulling out slowly, before repeating. Arching her back, causing her breasts to thrust upward, grinding her palm against

her nub. The wonderful feeling of him watching and what her hands were doing were amazing. She didn\'t think she would get this hot having someone just watch. But it was intoxicating. Her body was lightly covered in a sheen of sweat. She continued to thrust her fingers in and out of her body, rolling and thrusting her hips. Little groans and grunts leaving her lips. Removing her fingers, she sucked on them again. Moaning. Smiling at him she rolled over, bringing herself to her knees. Giving him a full view of her ass and

twat. Supporting herself with one arm she reached down and started

finger fucking herself again. Moving her hips and ass. Looking over her shoulder at him she licked her lips.



He had to let him out, this was killing him. So he opened his pants and sighed in relief as his manhood sprang from captivity. He didn\'t touch it, he just let it be. It wasn\'t easy, but easier then letting it stay in the pants.



She watched him release his throbbing cock. Her eyes drifted over him. The tip had become reddish purple, with small, clear drops of liquid oozing from the tip.



Placing her head on the bed, she continued the assault on her body. small shivers going up and down her spine. Her hand was soaked in her juices, she could feel it slide down her thighs and arm. Rolling again to her back, she sits up just a bit so she can watch her fingers, rub and fuck her. Looking back up at him, she saw his cock twitch and she smiled at him. Gods she wished that was in her. Tossing her head back another guttural groan leaves her lips.



She knew how to make a man cry in pain. He grunted in loneliness as he shifted in the chair. He was walking a very fine line. On one side, he was safe, on the other.. Well, he would fuck her until the bed broke.



She was on the edge, but no matter what she did or thought her release wouldn\'t come. She needed him. She needed him to touch her, just once, anywhere. Looking at him with a glazed look, she held out at hand to him. "Michael, please, help me. Just touch me, please. Just once."



He swallowed hard. "Anywhere?"



Nodding in reply, begging him with her eyes. "I\'ll cum for you, just for you. God. Please."



He sighed and stood up from the chair. stopping to stand beside her, he was hesitating, he hadn\'t bothered to put his manhood back in his pants.



Reaching and taking his hand, she placed it where her hand had been, rubbing her mound in his palm. Groaning at the feel of him against her. Using her hand that still had her juices on it she gently grabs his shaft. Rubbing her juice up and down it, giving a gently squeeze, using her thumb to brush over his tip. The feel of his hard shaft in her hand, while his palm rubbed against her was heaven Her body began to shake, her legs trembling.



He wanted to move way, he knew that he was bending the rules. His knees started to buckle, he had to bend over and support his weight on the bed using his free hand. "We shouldn\'t..."



"Yes, we should. I need you." Pumping her fist up and down his shaft. Lifting her hips moving hard against his hand. Panting. "It\'s not like we are actually having sex."



"No. But..." he was unable to focus, whatever she was doing to him she knew how to do it and he had been in love with her for years. It was one of his darkest secrets.



Placing her free hand over his, she gently pushed two of his finger inside of her, along with her own. It was a tight fit but god did it feel good. Slowly she showed him how to plunge his fingers in and out of her. Her breath caught in her throat, fisting him faster. "OOOhhh, Michael. God yes..." Her body exploded, literally.



Her orgasm exploded into his hand, causing him to get even more turned on. Her actions on him only made it even worse, he was even closer to the edge now as his knees gave way, making him unable to

stand up.



She could see the sweat on his upper lip, knew he was fighting it. Her body still tingling from her own orgasm. She carefully sat up, still fisting him. Moving for him. "Sit down. Michael." Letting him sit, she came to her knees, pushed him back until his back was rested against the wall. Giving him a gentle smile. "Trust me." Licking her lips again she leaned over him, using her tongue she swirls it around his purple head. Tasting and smelling his musk. Slowly she took him fully into her mouth. Sucking hard on him, creating a vacuum as her lips traveled up and down him. Moving her fist in tandem with her mouth. She felt him jerk and groan. His hand was buried in her hair. She could taste his pre-cum and she wanted more.



He was losing the battle, she had brought out the big guns and he didn\'t have anything to defend against the heavy artillery. Looking at his hand still covered in her orgasm, he slowly brought it to his mouth. He shouldn\'t but she was tasting him, he had to taste her. Lapping his tongue over his hand, he moaned. She tasted like sweet nectar. Each move she moved him closer. Feeling his cock jump and begin to pulse, he pulled her head away just before he climaxed. He didn\'t think she would want him to cum in her mouth.



Whimpering, she continued to fist him. Milking him dry, as she felt his cum hit her arms and chest. Next time she\'d make sure she got to taste him completely. Smiling at him, watching his glazed eyes. She carefully leaned up, ran her tongue over his lips before kissing him, thrusting her tongue between his lips. She ran her tongue along the roof of his mouth, dueled with his for a moment. Then slowly pulled away. Sitting back on her heels. She waited to see what his next reaction would be.



He couldn\'t move, this was the first time someone had gotten him there without his own work. The room started to spin as he felt the dizziness and exhaustion grip him. He couldn\'t even speak. All he could do was look at her with grateful eyes.



Moving, she sat next to him. Glancing at him she asked. "Never had that happen before have you?" Reaching over and grabbing her shirt, she wiped down her chest and arms.



He just shook his head. He still had a hard time believing this had happened. For so long he had wanted her, now they broke the foreplay virginity with each other.



Running her finger along his jaw. "Lay down, I\'ll be right back." Scooting off the bed, she walked over to the small dresser and pull out a large shirt she usually used to sleep in. But before putting it on she used a bottle of water to wash off, the stickiness. Then dropped the shirt over her head, returning to the bed.



He had laid down in the small bed, if she was thinking about them sharing it, she would have to fight with him for space. He just laid there and closed his eyes as he tried to recover some of the abilities she took from him.