world out there, the world of the day, the world of light. We are here in the darkness of our souls, hidden away from all others.
The blood that trickles through my veins belongs to this other world, the secret world of night. If Wade wakes and if his lips come looking for mine, I will not be able to resist. He can do with me what he wants. He can even fuck me sweetly through the night.
For a long time I lie awake alone with my fantasies. At first I embrace the deliciousness of the thoughts but eventually I try to chase them away. He will never wake and I will never sleep. I manage to resist checking if he still has on those tight and uncomfortable shorts of mine.
I give up completely on ever falling asleep but then I do without warning because in a flash I startle awake. Time has passed. I feel my heart skipping beats, accelerating. His arm is around me. He has pulled my back tight against his chest.
It becomes clearer. His arm is completely under my tee shirt. His cupped hand quietly resting on one of my breasts. My firm nipple excitedly pinched gently between two of his fingers.
Somehow I know he is asleep and has been. I also now know he did not wear those tight shorts of mine to bed. It must have been hurting him. His manhood is pressed against my butt and back.
He instinctively must think I am Tori. I don’t care. I am so wildly happy to be in his arms with his hand on me and feeling his animal pleasure on my backside. I arch slightly to pressure his goods with my butt and can immediately feel him stiffening and growing.
I stop moving. One more ounce of bad girl and he will grow too big to remain sleeping. I’ll take a few minutes to enjoy the torture of this incredible sweetness, then I must slip away from his arms. A cool shower will wash away all evidence of my overflowing heat so I can prepare to resist him when he finally does rise from his stupor.
* * *
I close my eyes and let the cool water roll down my face. I remind myself he’ll soon be leaving my apartment and return to a life that does not include me. My thighs and breasts have become very sensitive in ways I don’t understand. They ache tenderly and need some kind of contact, some kind of rough handling.
Perhaps I should pleasure myself. It should be quick and easy in this state, but I know that I might get loud because the hunger for release is beyond anything I can control.
My eyes open in a panic. I hear something. Him. He’s opened the door to the bathroom and he enters. I cover myself because my shower door is transparent and he can see me naked even if distorted a bit by the wet glass.
The door to the shower opens and I am speechless. I don’t know how to react. Wade’s naked and his stone face stares at my eyes.
“Mind if I join you?” he says and steps inside the small shower. “I’m really big into conserving water.”
That’s not all that’s really big about Wade. Again, speechless.
He closes the shower door before I can form a word. “Or I could go if I make you uncomfortable,” he says with no intention of leaving.
I catch myself staring down at his magnificence so I turn quickly around. I am not so innocent though. I know that boys have always liked my cute little butt. “Well, you’re here now,” I say nonchalantly.
“Cool,” he says short of breath.
I close my eyes and let the hot water pour down all over my head and neck, trickling slowly down my back. Wade stands behind me. I wait for him to touch me, to hug me, to press his monster against me. My body grows warm and weak in anticipation of first contact.
“Why are you here, Wade?” I ask quietly.
He doesn’t answer. I’m not even sure if he heard me.
“I just am,” he finally says. He steps forward. His firm penis jabs the small of my back and then slides up at length against my spine. I bite my lip to prevent myself from gasping.
Desire tickles me at my core. He sets his strong hands gently on my hips which causes a feeling I have never
The blood that trickles through my veins belongs to this other world, the secret world of night. If Wade wakes and if his lips come looking for mine, I will not be able to resist. He can do with me what he wants. He can even fuck me sweetly through the night.
For a long time I lie awake alone with my fantasies. At first I embrace the deliciousness of the thoughts but eventually I try to chase them away. He will never wake and I will never sleep. I manage to resist checking if he still has on those tight and uncomfortable shorts of mine.
I give up completely on ever falling asleep but then I do without warning because in a flash I startle awake. Time has passed. I feel my heart skipping beats, accelerating. His arm is around me. He has pulled my back tight against his chest.
It becomes clearer. His arm is completely under my tee shirt. His cupped hand quietly resting on one of my breasts. My firm nipple excitedly pinched gently between two of his fingers.
Somehow I know he is asleep and has been. I also now know he did not wear those tight shorts of mine to bed. It must have been hurting him. His manhood is pressed against my butt and back.
He instinctively must think I am Tori. I don’t care. I am so wildly happy to be in his arms with his hand on me and feeling his animal pleasure on my backside. I arch slightly to pressure his goods with my butt and can immediately feel him stiffening and growing.
I stop moving. One more ounce of bad girl and he will grow too big to remain sleeping. I’ll take a few minutes to enjoy the torture of this incredible sweetness, then I must slip away from his arms. A cool shower will wash away all evidence of my overflowing heat so I can prepare to resist him when he finally does rise from his stupor.
* * *
I close my eyes and let the cool water roll down my face. I remind myself he’ll soon be leaving my apartment and return to a life that does not include me. My thighs and breasts have become very sensitive in ways I don’t understand. They ache tenderly and need some kind of contact, some kind of rough handling.
Perhaps I should pleasure myself. It should be quick and easy in this state, but I know that I might get loud because the hunger for release is beyond anything I can control.
My eyes open in a panic. I hear something. Him. He’s opened the door to the bathroom and he enters. I cover myself because my shower door is transparent and he can see me naked even if distorted a bit by the wet glass.
The door to the shower opens and I am speechless. I don’t know how to react. Wade’s naked and his stone face stares at my eyes.
“Mind if I join you?” he says and steps inside the small shower. “I’m really big into conserving water.”
That’s not all that’s really big about Wade. Again, speechless.
He closes the shower door before I can form a word. “Or I could go if I make you uncomfortable,” he says with no intention of leaving.
I catch myself staring down at his magnificence so I turn quickly around. I am not so innocent though. I know that boys have always liked my cute little butt. “Well, you’re here now,” I say nonchalantly.
“Cool,” he says short of breath.
I close my eyes and let the hot water pour down all over my head and neck, trickling slowly down my back. Wade stands behind me. I wait for him to touch me, to hug me, to press his monster against me. My body grows warm and weak in anticipation of first contact.
“Why are you here, Wade?” I ask quietly.
He doesn’t answer. I’m not even sure if he heard me.
“I just am,” he finally says. He steps forward. His firm penis jabs the small of my back and then slides up at length against my spine. I bite my lip to prevent myself from gasping.
Desire tickles me at my core. He sets his strong hands gently on my hips which causes a feeling I have never
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