SIMPLE AND CLEAN

Michelle lay in her bed, tired and frustrated. Tired from her lessons, frustrated from being in her bed alone. She had never been with a man before, but she had imagined Zach in her bed for a long time. But that night Michelle had had enough of the imagining. She wanted him, badly. And it was bringing her to tears.

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Zach lay awake, hoping to hear Michelle’s usual nighttime noises. But instead he heard her cry. He sat up and his first instinct was to enter her room and see what was the matter. The door that connected his room to hers was never locked, but he had never taken the opportunity to enter her room, no matter how badly he wanted to sometimes. But he had a feeling this was the time to finally open that door at night. He got up, pulling on his pants, forgetting about a tunic and entered her room.

He found her lying on her front, her face buried in the covers, her crying muffled. She didn’t notice him open the door and close it behind him. Only when he sat down on the side of her bed did she realize she wasn’t alone. She turned and found Zach’s face looking down at her. Suddenly she couldn’t help herself. “You jerk! Don’t you notice anything?! Don’t you hear me at night?! I know you do! I can’t stop thinking of you! And you just ignore it all! ASSHOLE!” She sat up, quick as lightning, and proceeded to slap him as hard as she could.

Both sat there in shock. Neither could think of what to say. They felt the temperature in their bodies rise. She had been thinking about HIM he knew now. Those sounds he had stayed up hoping to hear for years were because of HIM. This new information tortured him. Had he known. Had he paid attention.

They couldn’t help it anymore. He pulled her to his body and looked into her eyes. She wasn’t lying. He knew just by looking at her. Her face was close to his and he knew there was no way he could stop himself any longer.

He let his lips find hers. They were warm, soft, and welcoming. She was breathing deeply. He could tell she wanted more and he didn’t plan on denying her what she wanted. He kept kissing her pushing her down onto her huge bed and throwing her covers off her. She was wearing a silk nightgown, nothing else. He let his body lie on top of hers, his body positioned between her legs, his erection covered by his pants pressing against her bare pussy. Her mouth opened and she felt his tongue enter her mouth. She rubbed his tongue with hers. She couldn’t stand the torture of knowing his manhood was hard against her. She tried pushing his pants down with her feet to no avail. He stopped kissing her and smiled down at her, “I’ll give you exactly what you want princess. Just wait a little.”

For the first time she didn’t mind that he had called her “princess” but she was still getting impatient. “What I want? What about... what you want?”

“I want you just as badly as you want me my princess. What? Do you really think I didn’t hear those sweet sounds come from your mouth at night. I’ve been imagining myself make you make those noises for years. If only I had known you made those noises for me... then all those years I could have been pleasing you.”
“I want you so bad Zach I can scream...”
“Good because I plan on making you scream alot tonight...”

He went back to kissing her, sliding his hands under her gown. Her skin was warm and smooth. He ran his hands up her sides and to her front, squeezing the big, perfect breasts that lay on her chest. She took a deep breath as his fingers gently rubbed the very tip of her nipples. They were hard and begging for more. He couldn’t wait to see her body and finally pulled her gown off her body. It was like he had always imagined her body to be. Perfect in every way. His mouth watered. He wanted nothing more but to taste her skin.

He leaned down and let his tongue touch her nipple. She groaned with pleasure. He let his fingers play with her other nipple as he licked again. He kept going, feeling her impatience grow. She reached down to his member and rubbed her hand against it. This sent his senses racing. He knew that he couldn’t wait any longer. He pulled his pants down with one hand and touched between her legs with the other. She was wet and warm. When he had finally pulled off his pants he lay down on her, letting the tip of his penis touch her wet pussy slightly. He rubbed against her body, covering his penis in her lubrication.

Finally he knew that any second he made her wait longer would drive him mad and he pushed into her in one swift movement. She moaned deeply into his ear, biting down a little. She was tight and wet, she body shook with want. “Tell me how you want me to go my love. Tell me.”

“Fast Zach. Don’t stop. Not once. Keep going until we can’t anymore.”

He didn’t need to be told twice. He started to pump into her, faster and faster with every push. Her body was going wild with passion. “Harder!” she said, grabbing onto his bottom. He obeyed, knowing by the way the walls surrounding his cock vibrated she was close to coming.

“Come for me Michelle. Say my name and come for me. Tell me you want me...”
“Zach, I swear keep fucking me the way you are doing right now and I’ll come for you over and over again. I want you TOO badly!”

Her use of common language made his passion rise. He fucked her just like she told him to until he felt her nails dig into her body and she moaned loudly, “Zach! Zach... uh... you’re making me come Zach. Please don’t stop. I want you. I love you...”

It was too much for him to handle. He let go into her body, letting his moans mix with hers. “I love you too...” he whispered into her ear.

They lay there, their bodied linked to each other. Neither could imagine a world without the other.