Desire

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\"I’m a real fan of long hair. And this girl, she had that and more. A waitress with long dark hair and a nice butt. The instant I saw that tight little ass I knew I had to have her. She, of course, cooperated.
-There’s a storage room in the back. Nobody ever goes there, she said as I made my proposal.
-Well, then, what are we waiting for?
The storage room was perfect. Not much light, and just enough room for our little rendezvous. She could hardly contain herself, throwing off her top. She was not wearing a bra. I touched her breasts, teasing her nipples none too gently. She moaned and unzipped my jeans. I was hard and ready for her, but I wanted to see those red lips wrapped around my cock. I grabbed her face and kissed her almost harshly.
I asked her to suck me.
She grinned.
We lay down on a carpet behind some stacks and I pulled up her black skirt.
-I like red lace, baby.\"

Josh’s writing career was doing well, a week old. He had already received at least two anonymous reviews, and he considered it a good start. Writing his second chapter for “Memoirs of a sexy bastard” (which was what he called his online soon-to-be bestseller) he was already picturing stardom. Ah, women, women and more women. They would be dying to hear his voice. One look would make them wet, and a touch would drive them wild.
Sitting by his computer, he was fantasizing about taking the football team leader’s blond girlfriend. She probably didn’t know Josh existed, but he certainly knew about her. Judging by the way that her football boyfriend touched her in the hallways, she was a slut. Not that Josh would mind, no. He wouldn’t mind sharing. Josh had seen her football boyfriend in the shower and he had not been impressed. If she were as he imagined, she would be dying for a real cock.
She was always showing off her, what some would call, well-endowed chest, her nipples straining against the fabric. Always laughing, teasing every guy that saw her. Her butt in short skirts, or in extremely tight jeans that showed lines of her g-string.
The blond was probably wet right now, Josh thought, teasing the head of his cock. Josh continued to write, using only one hand for typing.

\"Her mouth was as sweet as it looked. She licked me hard, soft, fast and slow. Then she carefully used her teeth on me – stroking my skin with them. It was an exhilarating feeling that almost made me go over the edge. I took hold of her hair and forced her head back.
-Would you like me inside your other sweet, hot, wet hole now? I know I would.
-Oh yeah… Now.
She lay down with her back on the floor. I caressed her thighs and pulled off her panties. She was wet, wet, wet. I smiled. I liked them willing.
Before I entered her I had planned to do it controlled and slowly, but when she moaned and licked her lips, I couldn’t hold back. I went into her all the way, hard. She gasped.
-Do that again, she said.
I had no problems complying. I rammed myself into her repeatedly. Her gasps grew louder with each thrust. With some women, there was a problem with me being too long. For some women, going this deep is painful because it hits the entrance to the cervix. This woman loved it though. Some did.\"
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Since we last met her, Melissa has had a week of loving and a good night’s sleep. She is now lying very drowsy and very happy in her bed. With hands clumsy from sleep, she reaches out to turn the light on. Beside her in bed is her boyfriend, the aforementioned John. Accidentally, as Melissa lies closest to the wall and John closest to the lamp, she had to lean over his chest in order to reach the lamp. As John was awake when this happened, something else except the light was turned on. And really, can you blame him? Here he was in bed with this nice, healthy, young woman who –as it seemed- liked him. However, those weren’t the adjectives currently in his mind. Words like naked and sexy, naked and sexy, naked and sexy, naked and sexy, naked and… would be closer to the truth. This explains quite clearly his actions this morning.
John leaned over her. He stroked her chin.
-Good morning, sexy…
-Good morning, John, she whispered.
Melissa caressed his chest. It was a very nice chest, she thought, just the right amount of hair to tickle her when she enjoyed his… intimate embrace. Thinking about that, she felt herself become wet. She caressed his arms and face, and then went lower to his chest again an to his stomach… She was met with a nice, big surprise. Being the calm and collected young woman she imagined herself to be, she couldn’t allow sentences like “Yeehaw, baby, let’s get it on!” to slip out of her mouth, but that was certainly what she thought. Despite the fact that this was an occasion where such an expression didn’t really fit in. Instead of saying anything, she touched his rapidly grown member with anticipating hands.
Don’t think that John was passive during this – he stroke and fondled her breasts and nice, curvy behind. If she hadn’t begun touching the more throbbing parts of him, he would have forced her to. Melissa wasn’t aware of his need, as she was completely overwhelmed by her own. She scooted down in bed to where his cock was, and gave it a couple of licks before taking the head into her mouth. Melissa was very fond of feeling his satin hardness inside her; especially inside her mouth, where she felt she had control. She sucked him hard. She took him into her mouth as deep as she could, despite feeling as if she would gag.
John groaned. Melissa heard him and looked up. Usually, he wouldn’t make sounds.
-What is it?
-It’s so damn good! Melissa smiled, reassured, and decided to take a step she normally wouldn’t take.
Suddenly, Josh thought that her smile made her resemble a cat. Her next words surprised him.
-So now that I’ve played with you, can we play together now?
Languorously, she stroked his skin, moving upwards until her face faced his, and her private parts were just above his. She had spread her legs, and sat on him. Close to him now, she smiled again and kissed him. She held his cock in a convenient angle and… Slowly, slowly, she sank down on him. Each centimeter that met her slippery wetness seemed to grow in response.
As she felt him hard inside her now, filling her up, she couldn’t avoid the moan that slipped through her lips.
-Oh…
She was passive only a second or so, but John grew impatient. He moved his hands to fondle her nipples, as he knew that would make her respond. As predicted, she started moving in reply to his touch. In a romance novel, the feeling they experienced would be described as “exquisite” and a “slow, consuming fire”. Here, let’s just say that they built up heat, they satisfied their need, with animal moves and groans. And at least Melissa would have described it as slow and exquisite pleasure.
They moved, they kissed, they touched.
Together, they reached a climax.
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Joshua uploaded his second chapter that morning (well, lunch-time). He ate his Sunday lunch together with his mother and sister, as his dad was away on a business trip. His mother and sister decided to go out to shop (or whatever, he wasn’t listening anyway), so Josh went back to his computer. Not feeling like reading or writing, he simply surfed the web for pornographic material.
Having recovered from his sexual infatuation with the blond football slut, he entered search words like “penetration”, “anal”, “oral”, or “brunette”. He enjoyed watching photographs a great deal. Sometimes it was a bit more convenient than reading – he didn’t have to think so much. And Josh had a special connection with brunettes. Melissa was a brunette; he liked Melissa. Ergo, he liked brunettes. On an impulse, he wrote “Melissa” just to see what he would find. He found that there were many sexy Melissas online; penetrated and documented. One in particular interested him. He enlarged it and viewed it more closely.
The photograph displayed a nude brunette in the midst of intercourse (apparently enjoying it a lot). She was also, as it seemed, unaware of the camera. She was a real looker…
-Jesus H! Josh exclaimed.
It was none other than *his* Melissa. Josh went for the link.

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Author’s Notes:


Anon. who was the first to comment – thank you for your comments. I’ll try to follow your advice. The plot has yet to be disclosed, however.

Lordmerle (who has quite an interesting story of his own) – thank you! As you can see, I’m updating now. I have a lot in store – plans up to at least chap 5 so far.

And also thank you to the other 1925 people who viewed the first chapter.