Tension

Somewhere back in the farthest reaches of my mind, I knew I shouldn’t be doing this. The 0.003 percent of my brain that still had some semblance of rational thought lost the war against the other 99.997 percent that told me to keep going. I can count very few joys I’ve experienced in my twenty two years of life, but kissing the beautiful girl who’s currently in my arms definitely takes the number one spot. Especially since I kissed her unexpectedly and she hasn’t kicked my ass yet.

It really had been unexpected. I was talking to her while sitting down in computer room when the urge hit me. Of course, that wasn’t the first time I’ve wanted to kiss her, but up until that point there wasn’t ever really much of an opportunity to try. Fear of getting lobotomized by a sharp object was also a good reason to show restraint.

The woman in question is beautiful by anyone’s standards, but she also has qualities that are easy to like. It doesn’t hurt that she’s very open about everything, including sex, and some of the things she has told me has made me want to rip her clothes off and fuck her until we are both too tired to continue. That may be a rather harsh way to put it, but it’s the truth and I’ve never hidden that from her.

As I was saying, the urge hit me really powerfully and without any regard for anything but my own desire, I pulled her to me and kissed her. Don’t misunderstand, it wasn’t a peck on the lips, it was rough, passionate, and my body pressed against hers. Although it certainly felt a lot longer, my internal clock only counted five seconds between the moment I started kissing her and the moment I pulled my lips away.

When she didn’t immediately react I took a few moments to enjoy the feeling of her body pressed against me. She works out, and has breasts I definitely want in my hands and my mouth. My eyes move appreciatively over her body before resting again on her lips. She looks like she wants to say something, but can’t quite summon her voice. I smile at that and to do my best to cause her voice to stay dormant I kiss her again, this time much more gently so I could focus only on my hands exploring her body.

I can easily feel the emotions warring inside of her, not really sure if she should stop this or let me continue, but I also knew she could feel my own emotions, and that in turn kicked up her desire a notch. A shivering sensation follows my hands where ever I touch her and I am pleasantly surprised when she responds to the kiss.

If there is one thing I know about her it’s that she wants to be taken. When she originally told me that she didn’t think I would understand but I do. She likes to lose control during sex and wants her and her partner to react solely on lust, resulting in rough passionate sex that lasts for hours. Just knowing she wanted something like that resulted in quite a few hardons on my end.

The kiss becomes more demanding and I sigh at the feeling of her body pushing against mine and the knowledge that my hands were taking in detailed information of her body. Feeling a little bold due to her responsiveness, I move my hands to her stomach and then slowly slide them higher, grasping her breasts gently through her shirt. This time she was the one who sighed and I smile as she closes her eyes, taking the fact that I’m still alive as a sign to continue.

I pull my lips just a fraction of an inch away from hers so she could still feel them ghosting against her lips, but could still gasp when I squeezed her breasts. It’s a gasp I want to hear again so I brush my lips against hers and squeeze them a little harder, once again drawing forth that addictive sound of pleasure I can get used to hearing.

I want to give her what she desires, what we both desire, because I’ve wanted to take her for so long, and spend hours worshipping her body until she can’t cum anymore. I want to hear her moan, gasp, and scream in pleasure as I break down her walls and claim her as mine, even if only for a short while. Apparently she didn’t stop reading my feelings because her breathing increased as the images in my head became her own.

My pants are becoming so incredibly uncomfortable, and I know there is no way she can’t feel it. I rub the hardness in my pants between her legs and let out a gasp of my own. The desire inside me flares and I reluctantly remove my hands from her breasts to cup her cheeks. She opens her eyes curiously and meets my own.

“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” I ask with a voice that was obviously turned on. She smirked and replied, “Yes.”

Good! I think silently to myself just before I claim her lips with my own again and more or less push her to the closest bed. I think she’ll stop me any moment now and tell me we can’t do this, but neither of our rational minds could come up with a single reason not to. The sex we’ll have may not be an act of love, but it will certainly be an act of mercy. Both of us need someone to get close to, and there is no better way to get closer to someone than to lay your desires out for them to see.

She sits down on the edge of the bed and then lays back, giving me an open invitation to join her. I can’t help but smile and crawl onto the bed, lying atop her although I support most of my weight on my hands and knees. I press my body against her and grind my growing erection between her legs, making her gasp again. Damn, I really could get used to that sound.

I kiss her again and this time the need surges like a bolt of lightning between our lips. I continue to move my body against her and she responds by doing the same. Feeling her against me like this is quite amazing. Being intimate with a girlfriend is one thing, but being intimate with a friend who just so happens to be a girl feels very different, forbidden even. Right now I love forbidden.

I support my weight on my right hand as I move my left slowly up her body, just barely touching her, and gave her right breast a slightly hard squeeze that tore a moan out of her, before taking both of her hands and pinning them above her head. She struggles to get her hands free for a few moments before she pulls out of the kiss and looks into my eyes.

She reads the emotions on my face and stops struggling, knowing that I’m merely taking the first step in making her lose control. The rise and fall of her chest under her aroused breathing made my eyes wander over her body. Even the most confident women shift and blush under such a gaze, especially when they can’t move to cover themselves up. But I also know she’s wondering what I think of her. I take my time and completely memorize her body with her clothes on, that only making me want to take them off.

I finally look back into her eyes and with such finality in my voice I say, “I’m going to fuck you tonight.” She moans and closes her eyes, which causes me to become so uncomfortably hard in my pants. “By the time we’re finished, I’m going to be intimately familiar with every inch of your body.”

I’m a person that prides myself for my ironclad control over most of my actions. I’ve never really ever been so out of control that I couldn’t stop what I was doing if asked. But as past experience with this woman dictates, my willpower is crap when it comes to her. This is the first time either of us has done this but there were times in the past where she was able to break my willpower like a twig in arguments or other things of the non-sexual nature.

I found that very same willpower slowly breaking against the desire to just rip of her clothes and bury my dick deep inside of her. Even her body language and the look in her eyes told me to do just that, but no! There are many things I want to do to her first. With that determined thought in mind I stand up on my knees on the bed and remove my shirt, then lay down and finally remove my pants, my dick finally having room to grow.

I feel her eyes on me and could feel the heat of her gaze travel straight to my still clothed penis. I slide my boxers off and sigh in pleasure as it becomes free. I feel her eyes on my dick and her breathing increases slightly as she no doubt imagines how it’ll feel inside of her. With steely resolve she sits up and pulls her shirt over her head, followed quickly by her bra. I continue to watch her undress as her pants join the pile of clothes next to the bed and then much more slowly she removed her panties.

I tore my eyes away from her swaying large C breasts and let my eyes wander her body again. As I mentioned before she works out so her body is in great shape. To relieve the pressure a little I give my dick a hard squeeze and let out a gasp of pleasure. She seems to gain confidence from that and lays back down, her legs spreading to my gaze and allowing me to see my target.

I, a little more quickly than intended, join her on the bed once again and slid atop her. As I cover her body with my own I press my lips to hers and kiss her passionately. Her breasts push against my chest and our bodies mold to each other perfectly. I take my dick in my right hand and start rubbing it against her tight opening and it takes all of my willpower not to push inside of her right then. No I have other things to do first.

With that thought in mind I pull my lips off hers and slide my hands up her body, immensely enjoying it when her breath increases in frequency, and finally squeeze her breasts hard in my hands. I think back to the number of times I wanted to do this in the past just before I kiss down her throat and to the swell of her left breast. I breathe hot air on one nipple and then squeeze both breasts hard; drawing out a long moan from her that nearly killed me.

My hips jerk slightly as the desire to make her moan louder nearly causes me to give in and fuck her, but instead I use what little control I have left and instead rub the length of my dick against her. Moans are coming out of both our mouths faster now and to try and calm myself down a little I take her right nipple between my lips and suck hard.

Her back arches off the bed and I swear she whispers my name. I want to make her say my name again so I pinch her other nipple gently between my fingers while I rub my tongue over the one in my mouth. My name definitely came out of her then and I feel a sense of pride and power. The kind of power you feel when your sexual partner feels really good because of you.

My dick is now continuously rubbing against her, making her wet with her juices and myself wet with a combination of her juices and my precum. I’m harder than I have ever been in my entire life, and no one can possibly imagine how difficult it is not to bury myself inside of her this instant.

I move my mouth to her other nipple and give it the same amount of attention, sucking gently on her nipple but licking them hard. She is writhing all around and gasps and moans flew from her mouth. I finally pull my mouth away from her breasts and squeeze them hard one last time before I kiss slowly down her body. I kiss in several areas all the way down to my target, taking my time to enjoy the sexy woman below me.

“You are so sexy,” I whisper just loud enough to hear and she shivers at my words.

I finally reach my target and this is where I want to stop teasing her. I’ve been dying to taste her for so long and with the pleasure radiating from her body I can tell that she isn’t in the mood to be teased too much. I’m perfectly fine with that and I give her a long, hard lick across her pussy. Mmm, so delicious, I think to myself. Her hips nearly leap up into the air so I grab her hips in my hands and lick her hard again, this time finishing by licking the tip of my tongue against her clit.

Her fingers tangle in my hair and the moans that come out of her cause me to look up at her just as she looks down at me. I stare into her eyes as I push my tongue inside of her and the look of pleasure on her face makes me moan in pleasure myself. Damn, she feels so tight around my tongue, I think to myself and my dick pulses at the thought of such tightness squeezing it. I continue to look up at her with such lust in my eyes she can’t take her own eyes off me.

I push my tongue in and out of her a few times and then pull out and lick her clit hard. A small scream followed by a long moan that sounds a lot like my name came out of her and suddenly she cums hard. I quickly wrap my mouth around her pussy and lap at her with my tongue, sucking her juices greedily into my mouth. Her moans, her movements, and her taste nearly did me in. If I don’t control myself I’ll probably cum right now without her ever touching it.

When she stops cumming I lay her back gently on the bed and once again crawl atop her. She’s breathing hard and she has this sexy glow about her and I kiss her again. I take her hands in pin them above her head again and pull my lips away from hers. I look into her eyes and consider teasing her some more, but she apparently has other ideas because her legs wrapped around my hips and keep me against her.

My dick rubs hard against her and she seems to know that holding back is killing me.

“If you don’t fuck me hard in ten seconds,” She says, making me moan, “I’m going to kill you.”

She knows me, all she needs to do is say one thing to send me over the edge of my control, and indeed her words break what little restraint remains and I push inside of her. We both moan and I get the urge to close my eyes as I push deeper into her, but nothing in the world could convince me to look away from the pleasure on her face, which is likely reflected on mine.

Damn, she’s so tight and hot it feels so good. I finally push the full length of my dick inside her and stop, letting the sensations course through our bodies. I press my lips to hers again and remembering her threat, I pull out halfway, and then push back in again. The tension just melts away from us and what feels like years of problems, issues, and life finally disappear entirely. The only thing I can focus on is the sexy girl beneath me who I want to pleasure.

Our movements become faster, with my hips shoving inside of her hard, and her hips moving up to meet mine. I feel like I can’t get enough of her and my movement becomes erratic, adjusting the speed and depth of my thrusts to whatever makes her moan louder or increase the pleasure coursing through my body.

I move my lips to her ear and whisper gently, “Once I cum inside of you,” I give a really hard shove inside of her that makes it incredibly difficult to think about what I want to say, “Then you belong to me to with as I wish.” I push hard again to emphasize my words and the moan that came out of her made me struggle not to cum.

I would never claim ownership of any person, especially her, but she squeezes me a lot tighter and her name bursts out with the loud moan she rips from me. I look down at her but I don’t dare move because I am so close to shooting my cum inside of her. I take her breasts in my grasp again and squeeze them hard, more to try and focus on anything other than her try to push my over the edge than anything else.

Once again she knows all I need is something to push me over. She pulls me down into a searing hot kiss and when we both run nearly out of breath she pulls away and whispers, “I am yours” in such a tone that immediately made me start fucking her again. I know I’m doomed after her words and for at least another minute I fuck her without restraint, each time I pull my dick all the way out until the tip is all that remains and then push in deep again.

I can’t help but moan, sometimes her name, sometimes sounds that never really form into words, and the screams of pleasure from her and the slapping of our bodies trusting against each other. I squeeze her large breasts one last time and bury my dick inside of her as much as I could. The warning I want to give her is torn apart when I finally cum. The moment she felt me explode inside of her she pulls me down into a kiss and cums as well.

Even with our lips drowning out the pleasure we feel, hearing her moans as we kiss is one of the most satisfying things a person can experience. My hips thrust a couple more times just before I stop filling her up with my cum and her hips stop moving against mine. I pull my lips away from hers and she lets out one last sexy moan before laying her back. I can feel her juices all over my dick and it feels so good to know I caused this beautiful girl to cum so hard.

Neither of us says anything. We don’t really need to. Her legs still squeeze my hips and I notice I haven’t become too soft at all. A slight squeeze around my dick confirms my suspicion. I smile at her, “Give me about five more minutes and I’ll be ready to go again.”

She smiles back and gives me a quick kiss, “I bet I can make you recover quicker.” She rolls us over so she is on top of me and just seeing her like that makes me harden inside of her. She looks down at me and smiles, and I can’t resist smiling back. This is going to be a long night, and I doubt I’ll ever get sick of seeing that smile on her face, hearing her moan in pleasure, or the feeling of cumming inside her.

I won’t be done with her anywhere near this lifetime.