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We both walk into one of the rooms in the house, me stumbling, him holding the door open for me- constantly wary I may tumble. He watches me as I lay on the bed. I am as drunk as I have ever been and having freshly watched a horror movie easily susceptible to sudden bursts of fear. I have asked him to come upstairs with me until I have fallen asleep as I am tired but scared, he agreed. I lay down on the bed and pat the pillow next to me, “come here”, He follows my instructions. He is sitting somewhat rigidly- my drunk self doesn’t appreciate this, I grab him by the arm and pull him down to my level. We are lying side by side, I am looking at the ceiling and he is looking at me, studying my side profile and the nape of my neck.

“I’m going to the toilet. I won’t ask you to come with me but be here when I’m back”. Thankfully the girl has an en suite, I walk in and stare at myself in the mirror. I fix my boobs which are propped up in a pretty lace bra that I got on sale in VS- I’m wearing a low cut body suit with some jeans. My figure looks amazing. I get rid of some of the smudged mascara under my eyes. I look around for some makeup- a stray concealer will have to do so I reapply some under my eyes. I also swirl some listerine and then do what I came in here to do- pee. When I come back in he is slightly more relaxed, his hands folded behind his neck and his legs slightly crossed. His shirt has lifted a little and is revealing a tiny slither of skin that makes the butterflies in my stomach go wild.

“All done”.

He turns to his side just as I resume my position next to him. I gesture at the light and he reaches over and switches it off, revealing himself even more. It’s all dark now but there is still a ray of light coming in from outside- perfect for my viewing pleasure without the harshness of a full chandelier.

“For the record I didn’t want to watch the movie but everyone called me a pussy and now I’m here being babied by you”. I’m focusing very hard on not slurring my words but the cocktail of alcohols I took earlier are making their mark. Only one part of me is sober- the one that knows I’ve wanted him for over a year- the one that got me drunk enough to give me the confidence for this moment in the first place.

He chuckles, his laugh is deep and hearty and rumbles through my core.

“I’m not babying you, and anyway... I don’t mind doing it”

“I wasn’t implying you did... anyone would be lucky to be in your position right now” for a second I think I’ve gone too far but he leans slightly closer and says, “they would be”. More butterflies- they’re going wild and so am I.

I slip the blanket over the two of us- the goosebumps on my arm are hard to ignore and I’ve been outside for most of the night so the warmth is welcome.

“Hug me” it’s not a weird request, we’ve hugged before but never before while lying down- never so intimate. He obliges- assuming his usual awkward nature I thought he would just put an arm around my shoulders but he scoots right up to me I turn to my side and he slots into his position as big spoon perfectly. I’m going wild inside and I’m not sure I can contain myself anymore.

I move back to close the gap between us- I expect him to move back but he presses his body up against mine as a response. I lift up my midriff and he slots his arm under me. I slot my cold feet back in between his and finally, We are one. I can feel his warm breath on my neck.

If this goes nowhere further tomorrow and the rest of our days as best friends may get very weird. Even though I am drunk and off my rocker I am willing my brain to remember every moment, everything I felt. He is dead sober and I know he’ll be replaying this moment in his mind for years to come.

“Did you see the way she sat in him? Unnecessary and completely overbearing- I wanted to slap her” talking about the girl whose house, and bed we were in. Neither of us were big fans of her, my previous best friend and his ex, we didn’t harbour great feelings for her but we both managed to stay pretty close to her.

“He looked so uncomfortable bless him, he must have been in excruciating pain sitting under all of that” I feel every word he says it before it even becomes vocalised. As someone who suffered an eating disorder and two major weight losses I wouldn’t normally approve of this humour but this girl ripped his heart out chewed it twice and spat it back out, I hate her in more ways than one. I laugh- I have nothing else to add and I’m scared I’ll say something that will mess up this moment. I’m running my fingers along his forearm and he has cupped my stomach. Mind you I’ve been working diligently on making sure there is nothing to cup- even as I lay on my side I am perfectly flat- I’m constantly hungry and work out too much but nothing feels better than the confidence from this new body. He was worried for me for a bit when I first came back from summer almost half my size but he enjoys my new body almost as much as I do. He himself is a frequent gym goer- especially now in this moment I can feel him muscles tense and un tense- his arms, abdomen and thighs. I press even further against him, I can feel every inch of him against my ass. I’m not sure if he’s just huge or I’ve done enough to excite him so I move even closer. I feel a slight twitch and the pressure against my behind grows- he really truly is enormous. I wonder if I should turn around and make the first move but he answers my question for me by nuzzling his face in the space between my collar bone and jaw- not long after I feel his lips on my skin. There are fireworks going off inside me. I let out a whimper- I’ve never been this intimate with a boy- especially not one I’ve wanted so passionately. He laughs- he loves teasing me- I can already tell he’s going to make me wild before he gives me any form of satisfaction. I’ve made it no secret what domination makes me feel like- I’m sure he’ll show me just how dominating he can be. He moved his hand from my stomach to my breast- between my recent growth and the padded bra I was wearing, there was plenty for him to grab. Another gasp. This time he makes a low groan of his own to match mine. I put my hand on his upper thigh and move it into the gap between our bodies. I slid it down to his length, now pressing eagerly against his length. Almost in a synchronised action to mine he slides his hand down to the zipper of my jeans. I regret wearing a bodysuit around about now but I thank the heavens for the full body wax I’d got just two days before. My body was ready as he undid my jean button and then the zip. He did it slowly to agonise me and my breaths were becoming shorter.

“It...i...theres... it’s a body suit” I manage. He puts his other hand to my lips to silence me and continues to caress my neck with his lips. Then in a single snap he undoes the snap button on my body suit. As he does so he brushes against my eager lips and another whimper escapes me. He laughs again. He slides his hand into my underwear and teases me. I can’t take much more so I turn my body around to face him. I hug his face with my hands and he leans down to reach me. Our first kiss, his first proper kiss. But he is good. He has both hands on my ass and I have one on his face and one on his chest. I can feel his heart beat and unlike his tough demeanour his heart tells a different story. I pushed him onto his back and began to straddle him, I could feel his erection pressing up against me. I move my hands to the bottom of his shirt and slowly begin to pull it up. He took his hands off me to finish removing his shirt. He has an incredible body- carved like a god and a layer of hair covered his chest and abs. He proceeds to remove my body suit which is already loose. He is gentle yet rough all at once. When he takes it off he pauses for a second to admire me, then he runs his hands along my stomach and up to my boobs which he cups.

“Wow. I love your tits”

That sent lightning bolts down my spine. His rough persona in bed contrasted his gentle self so perfectly I could cry. I was aching with need for him. He reached behind me and undid my bra. I was nervous for this- I hated my nipples I thought them much too big for my boobs but they were rock hard now and he didn’t seem to mind as I let the straps fall then slowly pulled the bra from me and let my boobs go free. He cupped them yet again and ran his thumbs around my nipples in circles.

I was whimpering again so I leaned down to kiss him. I moved down from his lips to his chin and then to his neck. I made a trail of kisses all the way to the top of his jeans. I looked up at him to make sure he was comfortable with what I was about to do. His face was already contorted with pleasure and I took that as my cue to undo his jeans and pull them down. He quickly removed them with me still on him and lay back down. I ran my hands along his underwear. He let out a choked noise- I liked teasing almost as much as he did, if not more. I kissed around the band of his underwear and proceeded to pull it down. All nine rock hard inches of him bounced out of his Calvin Kleins. I had never done this before but I’d watched more than enough porn to know exactly what I wanted. In a last ditch attempt to tease him I kissed from the base to the tip. I then focused on his tip for a few seconds before attempting to fit him in my mouth. I was more successful than I had hoped and the sounds coming from him confirmed that. He put his hands in my hair and began to press me down onto him- I loved this. After a while I could feel him succumbing so I worked even harder- using my hands and tongue to give him the best experience I could. After a few minutes I felt him release into the back of my throat. I looked up at him triumphantly. He looked ecstatic. An animal energy radiated from him. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me up onto him again. He proceeded to kiss me aggressively, even possessively until he flipped me around. He pinned my arm above my head. This was what really got me going and he knew this. I let a low moan escape me. He kissed down from my neck to my breast where he spent a considerable amount of time before moving down to the top of my jeans. He looked up at me and I nodded- or as close to a nod as I could muster. He undid my jeans and threw them across the room where they landed on the vanity with a noise. I was wearing see through lace underwear. It made me look and feel great. He used his teeth to partially remove them before proceeding to half rip them off of me. He uses his fingers to pin my legs to either side of me. He used his tongue to open me up. It took him eleven minutes to bring me to ultimate ecstasy. I was so loud I was sure someone would walk in, at one point he moved one hand from my thigh and clamped my mouth shut. When I finally came he was so proud of himself that he fell into a fit of laughter. By that time he was hard all over again but I didn’t make a move to re-engage as I didn’t want to have sex yet and I was sure my body would betray me if I did. I went to the toilet- wiped off my makeup and brushed my teeth with some toothpaste on my finger. I tied my hair up in a pony tail above my head and walked back in- stark naked. I decided against looking for my clothing so I picked my panties off the floor and put them on again- he was watching as he stroked himself so I put on a show. I ran my hands over my boobs and the rest of my body. I turned around to reveal my behind- arguably my best feature- and his favourite. I’d put on enough of a show that by the time I’d found his shirt to cover myself he had come again and was ready to sleep. I passed him his boxers so we wouldn’t be entirely indecent when someone eventually walked in and lay beside him. He reached over me to grab the blanket and put it over us. I fell asleep after kissing him passionately as a goodnight. Curled up against his chest, my legs in between his legs and one of them over the top of me.

[stayathomenotdad]

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Josh texted me that he wanted to meet up next week for Happy Hotel Night. I wrote back I wanted an official plan. Immediately, while driving, my mind went back to his pool. Trying to remember what it looked like. I also thought of his tattoos and how I wish he would let me see them, touch them, smell them, kiss them, lick them. I heard about them, but I didn’t see them. And I want to, really want to, see them. Now we are in our seedy, Smokey, dingy motel and I am on top of him. I want to give him the best tattoo he’s ever had. I want him to offer up his surely perfect arms to me to do whatever I want with them. While he’s talking while I am drinking my water and coffee, I lightly lift his legs up and start slowly massaging them with my hands. He loves it! He sighs even more, “yes, yes!” and flips onto the bed and pulls his legs right off, the signal to keep massaging them. He loves it so much, he says he wants me to do this to him every single bucking day.

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After school

I licked my lips nervously, and tried to pull down my skirt. I didn’t want to get a detention for being out of uniform during the last week of my senior year, much less a detention from Mr. Anderson. I knocked on the door lightly, and waited until I heard his warm, muffled shout of “Come in!”

 He was sitting behind his desk, the full afternoon sun slanting across his features. I felt a pinch in my stomach – or lower than my stomach – every time I looked at him. His shirt was taut across his broad chest and biceps, rolled up to expose the veins that crawled from his wrists to his forearms. His lips curled easily into a smile, and I couldn’t keep my eyes off of them.

 “I’m here for my meeting.”

 “Of course! My last grade evaluation of the day, saved the best for last…” He pulled out a folder with my papers over the past semester, and jumped into an in-depth description of my essay skills, or something. All I could think about was how damn good he looked, and how horny I had been all day. I could feel my panties getting wetter beneath my green checked skirt, and my inner thighs tensed. I had to keep myself under control, but with him so close to me, it was so hard…

 “So what are your plans for this summer?”

 I snapped out of my daze. His smooth brown eyes were on mine, and my cheeks flushed as I muttered. “I – I don’t know. Work, or something?”

 “You should work on some of that reading for summer.” He leaned back in his chair. “College can be intense – don’t they have you reading The Scarlet Letter for freshman lit? Hawthorne’s a tough author to get through. Do you have a copy?”

 He must have taken the confusion on my face for an answer, because he suddenly stood up and moved towards the back of his tiny office, past and behind me to a bookshelf, where he began sorting through dozens of worn novels. I knew it was wrong, but watching him move so close to me set a fire inside me. The tensing of his shoulders as he pushed up from his chair, the movement up his hips in his well-fitting dress pants – I couldn’t help myself. I slid my hand under my skirt and panties, and gasped slightly as I began to touch the hot wetness below. All I could think about was him, as taboo as it was, and I closed my eyes.

 Suddenly, I felt a hand over mine – moving over my trembling fingers, massaging my tingling skin. My eyes shot open as he leaned over my chair and whispered, “I can help you with that.” I pulled my hand away, and inhaled sharply as his large fingers slid in a circle around my tender clit. It felt so much better than when I did it, and I could feel his excitement as his breathing sped up to match mine. His lips touched my neck, and his tongue pressed into my skin as he began to lightly suck and bite my tender skin. His fingers increased in speed, and I arched my back in pleasure.

 He pulled away, and my body ached in absence – and then he pulled me out of my chair and pushed me back up against his desk. We stood in silence for a minute, his eyes hungry and fixed on my body. “Damn,” he breathed heavily, and then his mouth was on mine. I had been kissed before, by scared boys in parties reeking of cheap alcohol, but now I was being kissed by a man. His tongue was soft, and then demanding as he probed the inside of my mouth, and I could feel how hard he was as he ground his hips against mine. I lifted my leg and wrapped it around him so that the bulge in his pants fit to the wetness between my legs. He pulled away from my mouth, and moved his towards the curves of my chest as he unbuttoned my blouse. I closed my eyes and leaned into the sensation of his warm tongue inching towards my collarbone, his head between my breasts, his lips sucking lightly on my nipples as I gasped, his breath fast against my navel.

 In one smooth motion, he pulled my skirt and underwear over my hips, and moved his tongue to the place where I wanted him most. It felt…amazing. His tongue probed the center of my clit, making every nerve below my waist scream, and the slight suction that followed drove every thought from my mind. I felt a finger gently enter me, and then another, exploring my insides as I rocked my hips back and forth to the pace of his expert caresses.

 Just when I thought that I would lose it somehow – moan, scream, give some hint to the rest of the school what was happening in his tiny office – he stood up, pulling his shirt off in one smooth motion. His torso was a mass of finely tuned muscle, strong arms and wide shoulders, tight abdominal muscles that trailed down to the massive bulge between his hips. He unzipped his fly and just like that, I could see all of his magnificent body. He was huge and erect now, and I bit my lip as I imagined taking all of him inside me. “We have to be quiet,” he whispered as he  turned me around and bent me over the desk.

 I could feel my loins throbbing in anticipation. “Yes, sir.”

 Slowly, I felt his cock push into me. My legs twitched uncontrollably as he filled me up, hitting the perfect spot inside. When he thrust forward for the first time, his hips slamming into my ass and thighs, I moaned quietly. God, he was the perfect size for me. As he rocked his body forward again, and again, I bit the collar of my shirt to muffle my sounds of pleasure. Now he moved faster, pressing my body into the cold wood of the desk, and I had to brace myself against the tabletop. My breasts were exposed through the open bodice of my shirt, and my hard nipples brushed the tabletop as my hands skidded among the schoolwork we were on top of. He was fucking me hard now, at a furious pace, and I could hear his groans of pleasure mingling with mine. “Your pussy is driving me insane,” he breathed, slamming himself into me again. “I’ve been waiting to feel it on my dick all year long.”

He pulled out and flipped me onto my back, sweeping books and papers to the floor carelessly. I let him move my body to the position he wanted, happy to be used the way he wanted. He slid himself into me again, and now I could see him as he fucked me fiercely, the way the cords in his arms stood out as his hands gripped my shaking hips, the sweat dripping down the contours of his chest, the way his hair was askew and his body was flushed as we panted in rhythm. My body was filled with excitement now, and I could feel myself beginning to contract and tighten around  his powerful movements as I reached the peak of ecstasy. I could feel that he was about to cum, too – he was forcing himself into me now, where I was hot and dripping wet all over him, and the desk where I had sat for countless meetings was rocking back and forth as if it would break. Now, it felt like we were one, racing towards the climax together, moaning and fucking and panting in unison. Suddenly, my entire body lurched forward, and I couldn’t resist screaming as I orgasmed with a force I had never imagined. My entire body was on fire, my cunt pulsing as I writhed wildly. I could feel my teacher spilling inside me as he gasped my name hoarsely, our cum on the desk and floor of my school. Our sweat had dripped over papers and books, and the smell of hot sex surrounded us as our forbidden orgasm reached its peak.