Rounding Cobb's Curve

He had been there for one week when Marie woke up one morning and found herself alone in the apartment. A note on the kitchen counter read "Woke up at eight, stupidly drank leftover coffee, couldn't sleep, went for a walk!!" in small, frantic handwriting. She laughed to herself as poured the remainder of the pot of coffee into a mug, added sugar and drank it cold. It was ten but he wasn't back yet--maybe he had run into an old friend from when he had lived in the area. Eyes lighting up, Marie returned to her room and put some music on, then began to masturbate for the first time since he had arrived, arousal fed by seven days of repression. She was close to coming, kneeling on the floor with one hand on the center of her lower back, the other rocking her clit from side to side as quickly as humanly possible, when she heard a floorboard creak. She stopped masturbating, opened her eyes and lazily focused on a shape in the doorway. Her eyes grew wide as she realized that it was Bryan, a look of surprise and panic on his face, his eyes even wider than her own. Marie grinned nervously but was saved from having to come up with something to say or do by Bryan's turning and walking quickly out of the room. She rocked backwards so that she was lying on her back and sighed as she heard the door to his room swing closed.

"I suppose I should apologize," she thought, pulling on a skirt and yellow t-shirt and tiptoeing into the living room. She was about to knock on his door when she saw the light shining through the keyhole and onto her skirt. She drew her hand back just before her knuckles rapped against the wood and instead leaned down and peered through the keyhole.

Bryan sat on the edge of the mattress, face in his hands, groaning to himself. He removed his hands after tugging a bit on his stringy brown hair and glanced down at his waist, sighing and uselessly pressing the palm of his hand against his erection, clearly visible through the material of his pants and underwear. He tried briefly to get himself to calm down, imagining how embarrassed she must be to have been walked in on like that, and possibly angry at him for not announcing his presence in order to give her fair warning. It was a real mess, he thought, once more pressing uselessly against his crotch before flopping back onto the mattress, then jerking back into a seated position when the door opened and Marie walked into the room.

"So, Bryan, that was quite awkward. Didn't your mother teach you to knock?"
"Of course..I mean, I'm sorry. I should have called to you from the living room instead of just walking in like that," he replied, flustered.
Marie grinned down at him. It was terrifying..although her facial expression seemed out of place enough in this situation to be somewhat intriguing.
"Why are you..I'm really sorry. It won't happen again." Bryan noted, a sinking feeling in his stomach, that she was not looking him in the eye, or even at his face, but was staring at his waist. He swallowed.
"Why am I what?" Marie asked, looking him in the eye.
"Why..why are you grinning at me like that. It's terrifying!"
Marie laughed to herself, then replied, "Because..you ARE attracted to me. Aren't you?"

Hyperventilating slightly, Bryan stared back at her for a moment, then looked away, shrugging helplessly. "Yeah. Yeah, I am." Somewhat relieved to have it out in the open, his breathing slowed--until he heard the bed springs creak and found that Marie's face was now only inches from his own.
"I want you, too," she stated before leaning closer and kissing his lower lip. Thrown off by this turn of events, it took a moment for Bryan to start kissing back. Soon they were lying down, Marie stretched across him, still kissing passionately. Suddenly she pulled back until they were both sitting again and looked at him somewhat calmly. "My room, right now," she said, standing and leading the way down the hall. Once inside they resumed kissing, breaking apart as Marie pulled Bryan's shirt over his head, then removed her own. He groaned as she stroked his sides for a moment and then pushed him onto the bed. He attempted to resume kissing her, but she had gotten up and was fishing around in the small gray bag she'd had when she met him at the airport.

"What's up?" he asked, eyes widening as she pulled out three black zip ties and a small plastic case. Dropping the case beside the bed, out of sight, and clutching the twist ties in one hand, she lowered herself onto his waist and leaned forward, pinning his wrists against the bed. Before he knew it they had been fastened together and attached to a hook on the wall slightly above the head of the bed--one zip tie per wrist, one joining them together and anchoring them to the wall.

"Marie, what the hell are you.."
His protest became incoherent and then was forgotten altogether as she raked her nails down his sides and slid her tongue over his right nipple. He moaned loudly and pressed his hips against her as she took it into her mouth, sucking until it was hard and then worrying it with her teeth as his head thrashed from side to side. "Pretty sensitive, aren't you?" she commented, grinning, as she rolled his other nipple between her thumb and index finger, Bryan confirming her statement with a gasp. "Yeahhh. A little," he replied. Laughing, Marie drew back and went up to kiss and lick his throat, the large, vulnerable-looking Adam's apple, his collarbone, and his nipples again, pausing before she came to his stomach. Bryan held his breath as she undid his pants and shoelaces, exhaling shakily as he lifted his hips so she could pull off his pants. He was naked except for his underwear; long, slow licks up and down his stomach dipped below the waistband, her tongue just barely brushing against his pubic hair. Then, running her hands over his hipbones, she pulled Bryan's underwear down and off.

He watched, panting, as she looked him over. His erection was a little over six inches long, testicles large and round and already wet with pre-come that had slid down from the head. Unable to resist, Marie slowly licked Bryan clean as he made odd sounds and pressed the side of his face against the mattress, eyes tightly closed, moaning breathily and thrusting his hips forward as she kissed the head, licking his slit, pushing against it with her tongue. She kissed her way down his penis and then back up again, taking the head into her mouth and sliding her tongue across the warm, wet skin. "Bend your knees," she instructed. Bryan nodded and complied as she began licking her way back down, going lower this time, gently rolling his right testicle with her fingers as she pulled the left one into her mouth, sucking lightly and running her tongue across it. She drew back slightly and pulled his ass cheeks apart, Bryan gasping as she blew lightly on his hot, tight opening. Marie traced it with the tip of her tongue, firmly running it over the ridges, then sat up, a dissatisfied look on her face.

Bryan opened his eyes, looking at her and blinking curiously. "You okay? Something wrong?" Marie smiled and shook her head. "Nope. But I think I'm going to untie you." Confused and feeling slightly disappointed, Bryan inhaled sharply as she crawled across him, digging behind the bed for something. Her hand came up holding screwdriver, which she used to hold down the release switch on the zip ties as she loosened the two around his wrists and guided his hands through them. Marie drew back, grinning. "Alright, get on all fours," she instructed, quickly licking some of the sweat off of his forehead before returning to the foot of the bed. She waited until he had gotten into position and looked him over--thighs spread, asshole wet with her saliva, cock swollen, a thin layer of sweat on his thin, pale shoulders--then flipped onto her back and positioned herself under his hips. He was breathing heavily as she sucked on her right index finger and, without warning, slid it into his asshole. He jerked forward, groaning, then sighed in relief and pleasure as she alternated between moving her index finger in a tight circle and sliding in and out of him. Soon he was moaning incoherently from both the odd but overwhelmingly pleasant sensation and what he sensed was the close proximity of her mouth to his cock. He could feel her hot breath on him as he thrust against her finger, knowing that his precome must be dripping onto her face. Another finger joined the first and he felt himself stretched even wider as a tongue slid out to lap gently at the head of his penis. He thrust against her fingers. She continued to finger him and lap up his precome as she felt around the side of the bed for her plastic pencil case, from which she pulled out a skinny, four-inch long black dildo and a small bottle of lube. "I'm going to stop for just a minute. Stay facing the wall!" she ordered. Bryan nodded and stayed where he was as Marie slid her fingers out of him and spread lube over both half the length of the dildo and the three fingers she had just been using.

Marie closed the lube up and crawled around him so that she was crouching behind him, where she reinserted her now dripping wet fingers and fingered him roughly for a moment. Then she pulled back out and teasingly rubbed the head of the small dildo over his opening. Bryan shook with excitement and pushed against the dildo, eager to have it inside him. Grinning, Marie pushed the dildo in inch by inch, then began slowly sliding it in and out of his asshole. He groaned and thrust against it and she slipped her hands between his legs, jacking him off in encouragement, before she found herself too excited to resist completely overwhelming the boy and returned to her former position, immediately taking the as much of his penis as she could into her mouth and quickly sliding her tongue over it. Bryan's moans grew louder as she alternated sliding her mouth up and down his erection and sliding the dildo in and out of his tight hole. Unable to hold out any longer, Bryan came, panting and jerking his hips forward until his entire length was in Marie's mouth. She slid the back of her tongue over him as he rode the orgasm, swallowing as much of his come as she could and letting the rest run out of the sides of her mouth. Finally he was still.

"Ohh...oh god. That was amazing," he panted out as Marie slid his cock out of her mouth and crawled to the head of the bed, where she flipped him onto his back and sat on his upper thighs. "You're absolutely beautiful," she said, wiping the come off of her face and holding up her hand for him to lick clean. "I..you mind if I stay a while longer than I intended." "Not at all, not at all," she replied, slipping his wrists back into the loops made by the zip ties and grinning as she grabbed the loose ends and pulled them tight.

THE END

-----------------------

Well, there it is--the first story I've actually finished in AGES! Hope it was enjoyed. I will be going over it for grammatical, spelling and continuity errors soon. Reviews are much appreciated!