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Canon City Erotic Story
Old friends find each other after years of solitude and fnd that some flames are never extinguished.
Something Magical
It had been a perfect night. Not perfect by romantic standards, but perfect in that something magical had happened. When they bumped into each other at the bookstore it was like a random act of God. Chris and Lisa hadn't spoken to each other in over two years, the result of a fight they had over some trivial thing. Chris was one to hold grudges and Lisa was as stubborn as he was, so the matter went unresolved for a long time. The glancing glimpses of each other at backyard barbecues of friends elicited polite greetings, but nothing more.It was a shame though. The two had been close friends, with similarities in interests, laughing and talking about absolutely nothing important for hours and being completely enraptured. Perhaps the innocent flirting that passed between them held a more deep seated affection, but neither had acted on it and Lisa dated other men, while Chirs moved on on his own. Two years of silence broke that day as Lisa rounded the corner and literally ran into to Chris.
"Oh, God, I'm sorry," she apologized without seeing who it was, fumbling with her stack of books.
"Just attack me why don't you?"
Lisa froze at the sound of the voice. The sound was utterly familiar though she hadn't heard it in over two years. Her eyes raised slowly to stare into his face. Frozen momentarily, she quickly got hold of herself and hugged her books closer.
"Chris," she breathed with a light smile. "Hi."
"Hi," he smiled nervously. "Long time no see."
"Yeah, no kidding. I think it was at..... um...." she searched for the place in her mind.
"Tony's house. Last year."
"Right," she nodded. "Last year."
Akward silence passed between them, both unsure if this was going to be another passing moment or something more substantial. Chris found himself looking into her eyes, nervous as a boy about to ask out a girl for the first time. She had always seemed out of his league. Not because she was deathly gorgeous, but she was pretty, self confident, with dreams, brains, and ambition that could choke a horse. But she was also kind, the nicest person he had ever known, always willing to help, always willing to be there. He always considered himself a blue collar guy, who had no business with women like that, even if they talked on the same level and knew about the same things.
"So what are you doing?" Lisa broached, shifting on her feet slightly.
"Nothing much," he laughed, biting at his lower lip in nervous anxiety. "Just checking out some books."
"Me too," she giggled. Lisa looked into his eyes, gaging him carefully. Now or never, she told herself. Ask him.
"You want to go get some coffee?"
"Yeah," he said in awe, broad smile coming to his face. "You want to pay for those first?"
"Yeah I better," she laughed. Starting to walk to the front registers she turned on her heel and smiled, "Meet you out front?"
"Yeah. I'll be there."
At the front register, Lisa could barely focus on the woman ringing up her purchases. She couldn't beleive Chris was here, and that they were actually going out for coffee. She had fully intended to let the matter die a long time ago, chalking the loss of a friend up to her stubborness and his pride, but now there was a chance to settle things, a thought that made her fairly tingle with excitement. She had been attracted to Chris, yes she had. She wasn't sure why exactly. Sure, he was handsome, and he was intelligent, but it must a have been the nervous way he looked at her sometimes, as if he felt inadequate, or unsure. It made her want to tell him how wonderful he really was. Maybe if she had before they might have -
"Ma'am, do you want your change?"
Lisa's head snapped up at the tinny voice of the cashier. She had been so lost in her own daydreams she hadn't even realized the woman was holding out her change, impatiently snapping her gum and bouncing on one foot.
"Sorry," she breathed with a frown and grabbed her bag, turning fast to walk out the door. Embarrased because of her situation she shook her head in a repreanding way at herself and pushed the front door open. All her anger disapated however at the sight of Chris standing there, hands shoved in his pockets, smiling directly at her.
********
They followed each other in two person caravan to a quiet cafe they used to frequent when they were friends. Over the gentle haze of coffee and cigarettes they talked about work and friends and college, all the things they hadn't for two years. Silence was a foreign topic as they followed each others train of thought, random tangents that fueled their conversations two years before.
As the night wore on, more cups of coffee were downed, followed by large glasses of water, the waitress emptied the ashtray three times. They laughed raucously, passing the casual flirtatous innuendos back and forth, just like no time had passed. It was a good night, perfect in fact. So perfect in fact Lisa commented on it.
The conversation stopped immeadiately. Lisa realized it was becasue of her words and quickly looked downa t the table, mumbling,
"Sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything by that."
"Don't be sorry," Chris sighed, falling back in the chair, ashing his cigarette, then looking back at her hard. She could feel his insistent stare and looked up, to catch the glare of grey calm eyes. "I was just thinking."
"About?"
"About how much I missed you."
As soon as he said it his eyes lowered meekly, as if he had overstepped his bounds this time. Lisa just smiled softly looking at him, the same way he had looked so long ago.
"I missed you too," she whispered. Chris looked up hesitantly.
"You did?"
"Of course I did. You don't know how many times I wanted to call you, but I thought you hated me."
"I didn't hate you," he said emphatically, sitting up quickly, almost knocking his water over in the process, to which they both laughed and smiled. Her smile, he thought to himself. So bright, so honest. How could she think he could ever hate that face? "I never hated you, Lisa. I thought you hated me."
"No! Oh no. I'm so sorry this happened."
"I should be the one apologizing. It was my fault."
Lisa looked into his smiling face and tilted her head back as a laugh erupted from her lips.
"Oh my God," she laughed. "We are both idiots."
"Yes we are," he agreed. "But I have a gift for you."
He downed the last of his water and began to stand up, much to Lisa confusion.
"You do?"
"Yep." He reached down and grabbed her hand dragging her up and out of the cafe toward the parking lot. "Come on."
As he pulled her towards their cars in the dark parking lot she tugged on his hand and said,
"I hope it's money, cause I don't do this for free."
"Shut up," he laughed. He pointed to her car. "Get in your car and follow me to my house."
"Alright," she said fumbling for her keys, "but overnights cost extra."
*******
In front of his house she waited for him to get out before starting to the front door. She was about to walk up the path when he put his hand in front to stop her. He lived with his brother a fact that was clearly apparent at the moment as his brother and his girlfriends were having some kind of knock down drag out fight in the living room.
"Shit," he groaned. "I hate this."
He looked over at her sadly. "Wait here?"
"No problem," she said patting him on the shoulder.
"I'll be right back," he called jogging up the steps. The moment the door opened shouts reverberated throughout the neighborhood. Lisa turned her back on the house quietly and reached in her car. She pulled out another cigarette and lit it. They didn't need her listening. They seemed to have enough problems of their own. After what seemed like an eterenity, Chris opened the door, yelling as violently back at the two of them as they were at each other.
Lisa spun around to catch him slamming the door, face flushed with anger a stack of something in his hand.
"God damn son of a bitch!" he yelled back at the house, tossing the stack of bound papers on the hood of her car. "God, I hate this fucking house."
"What happened?" she asked nervously, as he threw himself against the car roughly, facing the house.
"My prick of a brother threw me out," he cried. "Said he and his girlfriend had soemthings to work out. Not to come home. Son of a bitch. I fucking hate him."
Chris rasied a trembling hand to his lips, covering his mouth before he said anything else in anger. Rage bubbled through him. Cautiously Lisa put one hand on his shoulder to comfort him.
"Chris?" she said.
"What?" he scowled over at her in annoyance, shrugging her hand off as if it was a bug. Lisa's head lifted slightly, but she didn't back away, just pressed her lips tightly together. Chris instantly realized his mistake and sucked a deep breath as he turned to her.
"I am so sorry," he breathed, eyes wide in fear.
"It's alright," she said softly.
"No, it's not. I -"
She silenced him by raising her warm hands to his face. She placed her palms on either side of his face holding him still. Looking deep into his eyes she smiled back.
"It's ok."
Instantly his anger disapated like water. She took her hands away, much to his regrt and looked at the papers. "What's this?"
"That," he said, still looking at her, "is your gift. I finished the book."
"You did?" she cried in surprise, snatching it up. "I can't beleive it. I can't wait."
"No hurry," he smiled, looking up at the sky. He could smell her perfume, so light and floral wafting downwind to him. He took a deep breath, holding her scent in, releasing it, turning his gaze back to the stars.
"So," he joked. "Know of any good motels?"
"You're not really going to stay at one of those are you?"
"Well, I'm not staying here, that's for damn sure."
"Why don't you come stay with me?" she said calmly.
"With you?"
"Yeah. Come on. I"m only fifteen mintues away. You remember how to get there don't you?"
"Yeah, I remember, but, Lisa...." he trailed off. "You don't have to do this."
"My pleasure," she laughed. "Come on. It's late."
She reached out and tagged his stomach lightly, a move that sent shivers through his body. "Come on."
*******
All the ride home, Lisa asked herself what the hell she thought she was doing. Did she really ask him to stay over because he needed a place to stay or because she wanted something else from him? The later of the thoughts, as exciting as it was in theory scared her a bit. Was she ready to finally admit to him how she had felt about him all those years ago? Was she ready to take the chance that he would reject her?
But the other side of the thought, what if he didn't? What if he wanted her as much as she wanted him? The very thought of what could happen sent a tremor in her body that reached all the way to her toes and back up again. Watching his car follow behind her in the rear view she wondered what he was thinking. She hoped he was thinking of her, hoped so much in fact that she almost missed the driveway of her modest home.
She pulled in, he parked on the street. Her house was small, two bedroom number, modest rent that allowed her to work and go to grad school. It had a small gated garden in front and a mid sized backyard. She hopped out of her car and walked to the gate... waiting for him. Lisa was about to put her hand on the latch when he jogged infront of her.
"No, no. Allow me," he said pushing the latch and swinging it open. Chris made a gallant gesture with his hand. "Ladies first."
"Oh, thank you sir," she cooed in a mocking way as she slid past him inside. She had to touch his body as she went by and the feel of her breasts grazing his chest, left Chris breathless at first. Apparently unaware of his condition, (thank God, he thought to himself), Lisa stood at the door, unlocking it as stepping inside. She left the door for him and proceeded in turning on lights as she went. He watched her, shutting the door, sliding through the shadows, moving between the living room and the kitchen.
"Do you want something?" she called from the kitchen.
Yes, he thought to himself, you, but thankfully he stopped his mouth before it got the words out. Calm yourself down, Chris, he told himself firmly. She's your friend. She's always been just your friend, despite what anyone may have said to you. Women like that one know what they want and get it. Tony was an idiot when he said she was attracted to you. If she was so attracted she never showed it. And besides that, women like this, women who drive cars like that, live in houses like this, and go to schools like that don't go for guys like you. The only relationship they have with men like you is when you service their car, build their house, or paint their schools. So just cool it, and don't ruin this.
"Something to drink if you don't mind," he said calmly walking toward the kitchen.
"Ok," she said, hearing his approach. She opened the refrigerator and peered inside. Offer him something alcoholic, her inner voice whispered. Shut up, she told it quickly. Chris had been nothing but polite the entire evening. Don't read more into it that what's there. You've heard about his girlfriends, you know what type of girl he likes, and you are not it. They are all blond and beautiful with names like Mitsy or Shanna. Not Lisa, grad student Lisa, whose idea of a good time is buying books. Average, she thougth wistfully. That's what I am. Absolutely average. Men don't like average, they like unbelivable, and that is not what you are.
Chris turned into the kitchen and wacthed her looking in the fridge, leaning over and illuminated by the thin light. Perfect, he thought. He hadn't realized how long he had been standing there until she said, a bit too loudly,
"Anything in particular?"
"Something cold, would -"
Lisa jumped and screamed at the same time, slamming her head on the corner of the door at the same time, causing her to scream again. Hand clasped to her head she walked blindly away from the refrigerator slowly.
"Mother fucker!" she yelled, pressing against the wound. Chris had been in the midst of running to her, but stopped when he heaard her say that, unsure if she meant him or the pain. Lisa saw him stop and the look on his face, laughter beginning instantly.
"Sorry," she grimaced. "I was talking about my head not you. I didn't know you were there." "Sorry," he said, walking up to her. He put his hands carefully over hers, pulling her hand away. "Come on, let's see that."
Lisa removed her hand and Chris looked close. Sure enough at the hair line there was a little red welt which didn't look life threatening, but certainly must have hurt like hell. He ran his thumb over it, and she winced.
"Well, I think you'll live," he mocked, giving the welt a soft nudge.
"Ow! Stop it," she laughed pulling away.
"What?" he teased. "You want me to kiss it and make it better?"
Yes, she thought, yes yes yes, please. And while you're at it kiss me too.
"I think I'll survive," she smiled. He was so close to her now, so close that if they were dating she would have certainly kissed him, kissed him deep. But the weren't and the closeness was spawning a sense of urgency neither one of them knew what to do with. It was Lisa that ducked out from under him.
"So what did you want?" she said softly walking back to the fridge.
Trick question he thought.
"Soda, if you have any."
"Of course. Here."
She tossed him one and they sat at the breakfast nook, one on each side, sipping and talking. They had talked for about ten minutes when a silence settled again, this time it was a silence that Chris was meant to break, and they both knew it.
"Can I ask you something?" he posed softly, looking down at his drink. What are you doing?, his mind screamed violently.
"Go ahead."
No, don't do it!
"Did you," he fumbled, "I mean in the past, you know a few years back, did you... I mean, did you ever..... um.."
"Say it, Chris."
"Were you ever attracted to me?" he blurted out suddenly. He looked up quickly to see if she was going to laugh, or deck him. He would have preferred the hit, because to see Lisa laugh at him, he might as well find a cliff.
To his surprise, she got a shy, embarrassed smile and dropped her eyes to the table.
"Who," she whispered, "who told you that?"
God, am I that obvious, she cried silently.
"Tony," he said. "He said one of your friends told him."
"Oh," Lisa nodded. Pressing her lips together she looked up at him. "What would you say if I said yes?"
She could not be saying what I think she is saying, he thought wildly. He looked back at her, leaning further over the table.
"I would ask you why you didn't say anything before?"
"I was scared," she said.
"Of me?"
"Of what you'd say. I didn't think you'd like me."
"Oh, Lisa," Chris groaned, "how could I not?"
"Well, I saw the girls you dated. I'm nothing like them."
"The girls I've dated?" he laughed. "Have you ever held a conversation with them? Probably not, because I sure haven't. They don't give a shit what I think. They like me because I have a steady job, nice car and big dick."
Lisa sat in stunned silence after that comment. Chris instanly realized the crudeness of it and closed his eyes.
"I'm sorry."
"It's ok," she laughed. "I've heard worse. At least you don't have a confidence problem."
"No, no, I'm ok," he chuckled, blushing. Had he ever blushed before? She couldn't remember seeing it before. It was enough to make her smile, give her a boldness she had never had before with him.
"Were you attracted to me?" she asked.
Chris looked at her as if she didn't understand anything.
"Oh my God, Lisa," he gasped, hands waving for emphasis. "I was so attracted to you."
"Then why didn't you say anything?"
"Girls like you don't go for guys like me."
"What the hell does that mean?"
"It means," he said, crushing the empty can, "that you are refined and I work on cars. You're going to grad school, and I'm crawling under Fords and Chevy's all day. At the end of my day I smell like grease and sweat and at the end of yours you smell like flowers and new car scent. You deserve to have a guy that's the same."
"But you are the same," she explained. "You may not go to college, but the best, most insightful conversations I have ever had have been with you. So what that you work on cars. You want to know something? I know nothing about cars. Nothing. Do you realize that you, and all mechanics in America, hold us all in the palms of your hands? You hold the pulse of the nation. Forget me. I'm the one not worthy enough for you."
"Shut up," he laughed, shaking his head at her teasing.
"God if we had only known this two years ago."
The comment made them both stop for a moment. Chris just nodded.
"Maybe it's time for bed," she said sliding off the stool.
"Yeah," he said.
"Do you need me to show you where to go?"
"No," he dismissed with a smile, "I remember."
"Ok."
They stood in the doorway of the kitchen looking at each other with soft smiles on their faces, unsure of what the next move was.
"If you need anything," she said, "you know where I am."
"I know." He smiled. Quickly taking a chance, he leaned in and kissed her cheek.
"Good night, Lisa."
"Night," she said to his quickly retreating form. Watching him go, she turned and went to her own room.
*******
Chris ran in the door and slammed it shut, placing his back against the wall firmly, rubbing his face with his hands. The words had come from her mouth. She had been attracted to him. She, the beautiful, was attracted to him, the common. His whole body had lit up with the reality of what had just transpired in that kitchen. His heart was racing, his palms were sweating, and his cock was ready to burst through his jeans. He thought he could control it until the kiss. Her scent.... It was her scent. Suddenly the softness of her skin, the lightness of her breath, the closeness of her breasts, all of it seemed more, and suddenly he was hard. Hard as a rock and as panicked as a schoolboy.
So he ran. Ran to his room, before she could see, before she could notice and be offended. Things were perfect until then. The last thing he needed to do was force himself on her and scare her away. After all she had said she was attracted to him two years ago. Not now, not tonight, not in this house. His eyes spotted the bed and he began to slowly undress. Sleep, that what he needed. Sleep and maybe a little session with his right hand, but once that was done, he would be fine.
Lisa slid into her room, hand clutching the book and shut the door behind her. This was insane. He had been atracted to her. That man had wanted her. Amazing, but what had just happened? She squeezed the book to her chest, fighting back tears. Had wanted her, operative word. Not did want her, not would want her, had wanted her. His kiss had been perfunctory, almost pitiful, as if he were saying ‘thanks for the soda and the bed, now I'm leaving.'
He had been so fast, so quick, so ready to leave her, and she had been.... She had been, what? she demanded of her self. I had been what? You had been trembling, she announced internally. You had been fighting tooth and nail for every ounce of restraint not to wrap yourself around him. She looked down at the thin canvas blouse she wore over her jeans. Her nipples were tight and erect. Oh God, she groaned. Had he seen that? Oh that would have been mortifying. Absolutely. But his lips.....his lips had felt so warm, so inviting.
Not now, she told herself. The book. Read some of the book and go to bed. In the morning he'll be there and you can see him and have enough material for three hundred nights without him.
*******
What the hell am I doing? Chirs asked himself for the thousandth time, since he had walked from his room to the kitchen, bypassing the kitchen altogether. She is going to think you are some kind of psycho.
I just want to see her, he argued with himself. She'll be asleep, she'll never know. He tiptoed down the hall in his boxers only, placing his hand on her door. It was well past two and he was sure she was asleep. He turned the knob gingerly and pushed the door open.
There she was, curled on her bed, bathed in moonlight from the window, lost in peaceful dreams. At the foot of the bed was his book. In shock, he realized she had actually read some of it. In amazement he stepped a foot further into the room. What hppened then was an over load of the senses. It smelled just like her. Light, floral, delicious. It was too much, the sight of her, the smell of her, the eroticism of the siutation. He felt the first stirrings of arousal in his boxers. Thank god she was -
"Chris?"
His heart stopped for what felt like and eternity while the fight or flight instinct coursed through him.
"Chris?" she asked again, a bit more concerned, leaning up a fraction. "Is everything alright?"
"Yes," he finally croaked, swallowing roughly.
"Did you need something?"
Boy do I ever, he thought ruefully.
"No," he mumbeled.
Damn, she thought.
"I just couldn't sleep."
"Oh," Lisa nodded. "Thinking too much."
"Yeah something like that. I didn't mean to wake you up. I just thought that if you were awake...."
"Well, I'm awake now," she smiled. She patted the bed gently next to her. "Come on. At least sit down."
Her hand slid over the cool piece of comfortor next to her. Chris watched with a gaze that would have been adorable in the right light, but as he shakily stumbled to the bed he prayed that he would have the control not to touch her. Managing a smile he sat lightly on the edge as she scooted up on her pillows a bout more, exposing the upper slopes of her breasts below her nightgown.
"Thanks," he whispered. "I know it's late."
"Don't worry about it," she smiled. "I was having trouble sleeping too."
"What were you thinking about?"
"Nothing really," she laughed, desperatly hoping she could hide the truth. Lisa was thinking about just this thing, him here sitting on his bed. The moonlight outlined every ripple, every curve of his chisled body, bare from the waist up. God, his smell was intoxicating. Man, she smiled inwardly, he smelled like a man. Don't act like a fool, she reminded herself, and he might actually stay a while.
"So, what's wrong?" she sighed softly.
"Just thinking," he paused. Chris eyed Lisa cautiously, snuggled so sweetly under the covers. Tell her, his little voice whispered seductively. Tell her now.
"I was thinking how sorry I was that all this happened."
"I was too," she laughed. "I can't believe it."
"I can't believe we wasted all this time together," he laughed.
"What time together?" she smiled with a delicate frown.
Oh shit, he thought. You did it now. She doesn't want this.
"What do you mean our time together?" she repeated.
"Nothing," he said quickly, starting to move away. "I should go -"
Lisa's hand shot out like a flash and grabbed his shoulder tightly.
"No!" she cried a bit to empahtically, then realized what she had done. Chris was staring at her in a mixture of awe and shock, delving deeply in the sensations of her warm hand on his cool skin. Lisa wasn't lost to this, the way his muscles turned and rolled under her hand as he turned back to her, even while her mind frantically searched for a cover.
"I mean ........," she panted nervously, ".... I mean, I.... I want to know what you mean."
Chirs looked over into her eyes deeply. Was that what he thought it was? Was that ... desire? Her desire for him, or just his own reflected back in the dark pools of her eyes. His heart decided he couldn't stand it anymore and the chance was now his to take.
"I can't tell you," he whispered softly, looking deeply into her eyes, " but I can show you."
He let a gentle smile cross his lips. Lisa mirrored it back at him saying,
"Ok."
Turning his arm, he grasped the hand stilled on his shoulder, bringing it slowly to his lips, never breaking eye contact with her. He studied her reactions, the delicate way her breathing increased as he turned the palm over and placed his gentle kiss directly in her hand.
Lisa sucked in a deep breath of air shakily, while Chirs searched her eyes for approval. She hoped the smile she flashed back was enough to encourage him. Thankfully, it was.
Holding her hand wrapped in his, Chris began kissing the inside of her wrist, soft gentle kisses. He closed his eyes and inhaled the scent of her skin. It was too much and yet not enough, and it was almost without conscious effort that his lips began to make their way slowly up her arm, lighting on the crook of her elbow, the curve of her bicep and ultimately at her shoulder.
By this time, he was hovering precariously over her body. His nearness and his heat were too much for Lisa to bear any longer. As her hand slide up the arms bracing himself over her and onto his back, she heard a soft groan as she pulled him down to lay on top of her, his weight delicious against her. His lips traveled up the side of her neck, over her jaw and slowly down her chin until Chris pulled his head up from hers and looked down into her eyes.
"I have been waiting two years to do this," he whispered.
His lips descended slowly onto her own, pressing gently at first, sucking softly on her lips. It was gentle, but it wasn't enough. The moment Lisa began to outline the curve of his mouth with her tongue it was lost in a flurry of passion. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, swirling around her, carressing in a mad dance of lust, a desire to be as close to her as possible. Lisa pushed her hand onto the back of his head and deeply into his hair, crushing his soft lips to hers. It lasted for long minutes, long hours perhaps until Lisa broke her self away, gasping.
"You may have waited for two years, but if you don't get to the rest, I'm going to die," she laughed.
"You?" he joked. "Me. You're lucky any blood is left in my brain."
He stood up slowly and peeled the comfortor off her body. Chirs held out his hands and pulled her out of the bed. Lisa stood in front of him, running her hands delectably over his skin, feeling as if she couldn't get enough of his feel. Below Chris was tugging her nightgown higher and higher, until it gathered in a bunch at her hips. Giving her one slow kiss he raised it until it pressed beneath her chin and the kiss had to be broken to have it removed. He tossed it to the side and stood away from her, his eyes wandering the beautiful contours of her body.
From the softly sloping shoulders to her breasts that rounded them selves in natural fullness to the supple curve of her stomach to the sensuality of her hips, she was a work of art, a roman goddess brought down to him, shining in the moonlight. His breath caught watching her, his hands reaching out and sliding hesitantly over the skin of her shoulder, fingertips brushing againt the hollow of her neck. His hand, his very soul, wanted to go further, but they both stilled at the upper slopes of her breasts, tearing his eyes away from his vision long enough to pose the question with his eyes.
"You can touch me, Chris," she said into the silence. "I want you to."
Smiling softly he let his hand drop carefully down onto her breast, cupping it gently.
"Ohhhh," he groaned, pulling her close with a palm firmly at her back. His lips sought hers out again, this time coupled with the passionate embrace his hand held on her body. Lisa was determined not to be outdone, wanting her time to be as equal as his in this endeavour. Sliding downward slowly, she pressed on his forarms for stability and lowered herself gently to her knees. Chris let her slide out of his grasp and watched her slide her palms over the bare flesh of his stomach. He shivered and closed his eyes as her hands rubbed and massaged his stomach and sides, but quickly came to his senses when he felt the unmistakable smoothness of her nails sliding inside the waistband of his shorts.
He looked down just in time to see her slide the boxers over what had by this time grown into a raging erection. It slid free as she pushed the shorts to his feet, motioning for him to step out of the with a wave of her hand. Once he did, she leaned close and placed a quick kiss on the inside of his thigh. Chris gasped, but held still, looking down at her. With a slow, snakelike motion that served to leave him breathless and panting, she rasped her tongue up the smooth skin of his inner thigh, stopping at the top to run it in tiny circles, ever faster, ever closer to the center of his desire.
"God, Lisa," he hissed through clenched teeth as he felt her warm breath on his testicles. Any hesitancy he may have shown with her body, she certainly didn't feel with his. Her hands slide slowly up his calves, trailing her nails slowly across the backs of his muscles, teasingly inching their way up to his thighs. Once they arrived, she let her hands begin to massage, journeying upward, coming closer and closer to where her mouth waited. Under the skin, she felt him trembling, anticipation coursing through his veins. Leaving off with a soft kiss at the crease where the hip meets the leg, she rocked back on her heels and left a space between them. He waited eyes closed for her to stand up and rejoin him, but shivered visibly as her warm hand closed firmly around his cock.
The groan that issued from his lips was gut wrenching. Had he ever wanted someone as much as this? God, he didn't think so. Lisa just smiled and looked up.
"You weren't kidding," she teased with a smile.
"What?" he gasped, looking down, eyes opening, coming back from his ecstasy with a look of frowned confusion. The sight before him was the most erotic he had ever seen. Lisa smiling up at him, hand wrapped gently around him.
"I said, you weren't kidding," she repeated with breathy laugh and a perk of her eyebrows. Suddenly he realized she was talking about his earlier comment and was giving him a compliment.
"Oh," he sighed with a smile, diverting his eyes away nervously. Why is he so nervous, she wondered to herself. He had been with five times the amount of people she had been. This should be old hat to him, but suddenly he was nervous and like putty in her hands, giving her a feeling so intensely erotic that when he looked down at her she wanted nothing more than to make him feel like the heavens had opened up annd swallowed him inside.
Her lips were so near, her hand so tight. All he wanted at that moment was to feel her warm mouth on him, but he wouldn't ask her. She was so beautiful, so perfect. God, I don't want to hurt her, he thought wildly. His hand reached down and caressed the side of her face. Licking his dry lips he said,
"Lisa....."
"Shhh," she breathed with a smile, pressing a finger to her lips. With a soft shake of her head she put her finger down and planted a gently, loving kiss on the head of his cock.
Chris's head shot up like a bolt of electricity had pulsed through him. Her lips continued to kiss and minister to every inch of him, starting at the top and moving to the base. She rolled her fingers up until the pressed against the sides of his stomach. At the base she kissed her way down to his testicles, rocking lower on her knes until she was low enough to kiss them. The kiss sent him swooning, the hint of her tongue swirling over his balls driving him insane, but when he felt her soft lips part and the gentle sucking of her mouth drawing them in, his body almost collasped on top of her.
"Oh God, Lisa, oh God," he whispered, as her hands grabbed his hips to steady him. His hands found their way to her soft hair, running through it gently, involuntarily holding her close to him. Lisa felt them there and relased her grasp on his hips to pull his hands into her own, intertwining their fingers and holding them out at hip level for support.
Her lips left his balls and she pressed a kiss to the tender skin that connected testicles to shaft. Between her lips, her warm tongue slid out and carressed the fevered skin gently, before moving on. Making her tongue flat and wide she licked a steady length on the underside from base to tip, a move that left him shaking and clutching at her hands. Reaching the tip she pressed him through her lips and into her warm mouth, enjoying the first, sweet taste of him.
"Oh, yesssss," he hissed. "Yes, Lisa."
Her mouth gently sucked and pulled on his cock, rasping her teeth carefully over him to heighten the sensation, teasing the head in fast, swirling spirals, bathing it in the warmth that only her mouth could afford. Chris let his head fall back in sheer joy. Never had any woman made him feel like this, his desire wasn't quenched by any of her touches, it only grew. And as if in response to his need, Lisa allowed her mouth to express the fellings she wanted to envoke in him, over and over throughout these past two years.
She began to move up and down, pressing him in and out slowly, letting him slide delectably over her tongue, lips clamped tight around him. His cock throbbed at her touch and she loved the way he felt, moving and sighing above her, knowing he was close to the brink of orgasm. Her sucking increased, tighter and deeper wanting to make him lose control. Chris felt the stirrings of orgasm approaching, and as much at the thought of coming in her warm mouth was calling his heart, there was so much more he wanted for her tonight.
With a low growl, more at himself than her, he wrenched his hands free of hers and pulled her off his cock and on to her feet in one smooth movement. He pressed his mouth to hers as he held her close to him, kissing her deeply, tasting himself on her tongue. Lisa felt his cock pressing between him as he began to walk their entwined bodies to the edge of the bed. She felt the backs of her legs pressing the edge and stopped. Chris pulled his mouth off of hers and pushed her shoulders down until she sat, pulling the comfortor off and back to the foot of the bed. Lisa tried to pull him close to her again, but he pushed her hands away, laying her back with gentle urges. He lifted her legs onto the bed and then lowered his own body down to hers, pressing her into the mattress with a soft kiss.
"You didn't think you were going to have all the fun, did you?" he teased kissing the skin of her throat softly, rubbing his chest over her hard nipples.
"I'm more than willing to share," she mocked lightly.
"Really? Hmmmm....."
His lips trailed down to the hollow of her throat, licking at the endentation then letting his tongue make a path to the space between her breasts, where he placed a warm, sucking kiss. Smiling as Lisa wiggled softly underneath him, his cheek rested against the pillowy warmth of her breast. So soft was her skin, like rose petals or the finest velvet he could ever imagine. With careful restraint he moved his mouth over the warm globe, teasing his way to the nipple with his lips. The groan of pleasure she made when his lips finnaly closed over it was the most erotic sound he had ever heard. He let his tongue flick and tease it harder and harder inside his lips, as her back arched up, her hands holding his head to her.
As he moved from one nipple to the other he let his hands roam over her body, one moving to cradle the breast he had just left and the other working it way down her stomach. Lisa knew exactly where he was intended and prayed that she wouldn't pass out from the sheer pleasure when he got there. When Chris's hand reached her mound he cupped it softly, fingers beginning a slow, deliberate kneading without delving inside.
A low, steady moan issued from her lips as his finger began to tease and move over her. Breaking his lock on her nipples Chris began to lower himself between her legs, licking at her belly button as a reminder to her (as if she could forget) of what was about to come. As he slid his entire body down between her legs he caressed her calves in a gentle rocking motion until he bent her knees up, pushing them apart and wide for him. As his hands traveled, rubbing and stroking up her calves and down her thighs he let his eyes roam over her silver highlighted body, breasts heaving in labored, desirous breaths, eyes closed in sensuous pleasure.
He ran his finger throught the curls of her hair, and then with both hands gently spread her outer lips to take his first intimate look at her sex. Softly he rubbed the inner lips, watching them swell and open to his touch, causing soft moans and murmurs to come from her lips. Chris lowered his face closer and breathed in her scent, intoxicating and delicious. He could wait no longer as he flicked his tongue out to her moistness. At the first touch of his tongue Lisa's body reacted like a live wire, shaking and gasping in surpise and erotic delight. Noticing the effect he had on her, he knew he would not be showing any of the restrint he had on himself with her.
He placed his tongue against her lips and began to lick up and down, Lisa sighing and crying out every time he touched her. Feeling more of her wetness issuing forth from her canal he placed a sucking kiss at the entrance and lapped gently at her. The tender movements were driving her crazy, and Chris was loving every minute of it. With a sudden burst of energy, he thrust his tongue inside and slowly began to move around in a sprial that was causing Lisa to slowly lose her mind, she was sure of it. His hands were rubbing and caressing her thighs, but he knew she wanted more and with a slow, long lick he gave it to her.
When his tongue finally touched and flicked aginst her clitoris her hips raised violently off the bed. With strong hands he pushed her back down and continued to work circles and flicks over the center of her pleasure. Shivers and sharp bolts of energy coursed through her as she stopped trying to hold back her feelings and gave herslef over to the pleasure she felt. Chris snaked his hands up her body until they rested on her breasts, slowly massaging the mounds and rolling the nipples gently.
"Ohhh, God, Chris," she sighed, moving her hips to him. "Please.... please..."
That is so unnecessary, he laughed internally. Chris wouldn't have left his place with her at that moment for all the money in the world. He was consummed by the desire to touch her body, to make her shiver with ecstasy, and there was no way he was stopping until he did.
Lisa had originally intended to do as he did, stop him just before climax, but as his mouth drove her to higher and higher levels she knew that any thought of control was gone. Her soft whimpers at the begining quickly turned to moans of utter delight as he moved himself over her deliciously. She could feel the feeling rising in the center of her body and she closed her eyes and let it wash over her. She thought she could hold off a few minutes longer, but when she felt his two fingers enter her and begin to move slowly, there was nothing left to hold back.
"Ohhh..... Oh.. God.... Chris.... mmmmmmm," she cired as the orgasm ripped through her.
"Ahhhhhhhhh yesssssss," she moaned, hips thrusting and bucking up as convulsion after convulsion of delicious pleasure coursed through her veins like liquid fire. Chirs fastened himself to her, working his tongue and lips over her clitoris, drawing out her oragsm as long as possible, consumed in drinking her.
As her body slowly came back to herself, he released her sensitive flesh and placed his kisses at the juncture of her thigh and hip, but Lisa would have none of that. Shaking with the extreme force of her climax she reached for him and pulled him to her, up her body until he was laying on his side next to her and her lips could find his. She presed her mouth to him in a slow, passionate desire driven kiss, tasting herself on him. Lisa ran her fingers through his hair and down his arms as they began to slide across her stomach to pull her in to him.
She broke the kiss off and laid her head on the pillow, smiling at him. Chris smiled back, wiping the light sheen of sweat her orgasm had produced off the soft skin of her face.
"Hi," she whispered.
"Hi," he replied softly, pushing her hair back.
"How are you?" she teased, caressing his face.
"Just fine. And you?"
"Oh, I don't know," she mocked with false seriousness. "So so."
"So so?" Chris asked in mock offense. "Well, then...."
"I'd be better if you were happy," she said.
"Trust me," he laughed. "I am."
"That's not what I meant," Lisa answered with a grin, her hand sliding down between them where his throbbing cock lay across her hip. Her hand grasped it tightly, move that sent him sighing and gasping, eyes closed next to her.
"This is what I meant."
"Lisa," he breathed in gasping breaths, "you don't have to do this now. You can wait a few minutes...."
"Yes, I probably could," she said with a smirk, starting to slowly stroke back and forth, to which he groaned deeply and unconsciously began to thrust his hips against her. "But I don't think you can."
Rolling her shoulders she pulled him on top of her. Chris went willingly, but as her legs spread to accomdate him he looked down at her with a strange mix of concern and unbridled lust. She was very tight when his fingers were in there. He would have to go slow and in his state he wasn't sure he could.
"God, I want you so much, Lisa," he sighed positioning himself carefully, between her swollen lips, rubbing his pulsing cock against her wetness. Lisa sighed against him, looking up into his shining eyes.
"I want you too, Chris. Please ....."
Gritting his teeth he placed his cock at her entrance, carefully pushing in until the head was enveloped in her warm, moist flesh.
"Ohhhh," she shuddered as he entered her. Above her, Chris let out a strangled hiss of rapture. She was tight and her body hugged him in every curve, so tight in fact he was hoping he wouldn't hurt her as he pushed himself further.
Sliding in another inch they both gasped as the walls began to contract around him. He leaned down to kiss her, licking softly at her lips. As he pushed in another inch, she groaned into his mouth. He mistook the high pitched groan as one of discomfort not pleasure.
"God, Lisa I don't want to hurt you," he whispered against her lips.
"You won't," she said back emphatically.
"I just want to make love to you so bad," he said through clenched teeth doing everything he could not to just ram himself in and out of her. "I don't want to hurt you."
"You already are making love to me," she murmured, pressing her palms to the sides of his face, smiling warmly, pulling him back to her lips. "Now, I want you. I want you inside me. All of you. I want all of you now."
"Oh God," he sighed. "Yes?"
"Yes. Now....."
With that he pushed himself all the way in until he was resting his whole body weight on top of her.
"Oh God," Lisa cried as she felt him fill her completely.
"Mmmmmmmmm." Chris bit his lips as the feelings of pleasure rushed through him. He lowered his face to the crook of her shoulder and neck to keep from reaching climax right at that moment. He took deep breath savoring the feeling of her body beneath him, his body inside hers. It was perfect and wonderful and he wanted it to last forever.
Lisa sighed at the feeling of him, throbbing inside her, stretching her body to the limit. With a gentle sigh she began to move her hips in a small circle. Chris gasped and took a deep breath, but raised his head up and took her hint. With slow, angonizing strokes he began to fill her, in and out.
Each push they met and every pull they held back, working a rhythm that was slow and drumming in their veins. Lisa pressed her head back against the pillows as he picked up the pace, Chris licking at the soft skin of her throat.
"Oh God.....," she moaned.
"Lisa, oh honey, God," he murmured against her skin. "Jesus, baby, you feel so good. I had no idea you could feel so good."
His hips began to move faster over her, and she met him thrust for thrust, wanting to drive him over the edge. Her body began to contract and squeeze around him as her own desire began to mount.
"Oh baby, yesss... yes," she breathed. "Don't stop. I need you, I need you so much."
"Yes... mmm... oh god."
They began to pound a driving rhythm against each other, both gasping and breathing in unison as each thrust moved them closer and closer. Lisa felt herself beginning to fall over the edge again. Chris heard the fast pace of her sighs, the way her hips began to buck harder. He knew she was close and he wanted nothing more than to feel her again.
"Oh baby, yes," she groaned with impending ecstasy.
"Oh, God, Lisa," he whispered hotly in her ear as he continued to pound her with long deep stokes. "God, baby, that is it. I want you to cum, baby. I want you to cum for me, do you understand? Oh God please, baby..."
"Chris... Chris...." Her hands grabbed at his shoulders as she felt herself slipping over the edge again, nails digging into his skin. "Oh... oh... Goddddddd......"
Her orgasm filled every cell in her body as it exploded into the physical world, her body arching up, lifting him up slightly as she came loudly, screaming his name and writhing under him, breath catching in her throat as he delivered her into the arms of divinity for the second time that night.
He gave her a second to catch her breath, slowing his movements to almost nothing, but when he was sure she was alright, he resumed his former pace, slamming in and out of her. Lisa snapped back to reality with a sudden jerk of the senses and wrapped herself around him tightly. All she wanted at that moment was to feel him explode inside her, to know that he felt as wonderful as she did. Her hands roamed his body, over his back, her legs stroking and sliding over his legs, thighs, buttocks, while her lips kissed and whispered in his ears.
"I want you to cum inside me," she said in a lustful whisper, licking out to his earlobe and his throat. Her words made him groan in desire, as he threw his head back as his hips moved faster and faster. Lisa didn't miss the chance to lick and kiss the exposed skin of his throat and chest, making him groan even louder. She reached up and caressed his face with the palm of her hand, fingers sliding over his lips.
As her fingers played over his lips he said in a strangled voice,
"I love you, Lisa."
"I know," she smiled, pushing her hips up to him. "You wanted me to cum for you, now... if you love me... show me how much."
Her words were coming in halting, broken patterns as his thrusts pushed the wind out of her body. Raising up on his arms he moved even faster as her hands ran over his chest, down his nipples grazing and teasing, along his stomach and onto his sides rubbing and pulling.
"I want you to cum for me, baby," she panted insistently. "Baby, I want you...."
"Oh God, Lisa," he gasped, the impending orgasm rising from his testicles, up the shaft, his cock swelling with the cum waiting to explode. "Lisa.... oh, baby... oh God. baby.... baby..."
"Now, Chris," she hissed, "now."
"Lisaaaaaa......" he cried as he felt himself explode inside her warm depths. "Oh Godddddd........."
Blast after blast of warm liquid poured into her body and she reveled in the hot wetness bathing her. Above her, Chris thrust a few more times and then his shaking arms couldn't support him any more. Lisa reached up and eased him down onto her body, his face pressing against her neck, lips kissing softly. Lisa caressed his body with warm, calm hands as his body shivered in the after effects of orgasm. With her feet she drew the comfortor up until she could slide it over both of them. Against her body she felt him whisper,
"Thank you."
"Don't mention it," she teased. She felt him laugh, his body shaking against her, and she could think of no better feeling in the world. Moments later they drifted off to sleep, bodies wrapped against each other in the slowly shifting moonlight.
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