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She was nervous as she sat on the couch, waiting for him to return with the popcorn, all ready for movie date night. This had been a long week and she always enjoyed hearing the sound of his voice on the phone after a long day at work. He was always so positive and upbeat, just the remedy for her worn out soul. He always treated her respectfully and she had really come to know his gentle and kind spirit as someone that she wanted to be with; someone that she could just open up to. He was all that she wanted and although she wasn’t entirely sure that she was ready to date again, it was nights like this that made her feel stable, supported, and free. Although they had flirted and explored one another with guarded hands and eyes, they were yet to take that plunge that all new couples make. Yes, they had talked about their wild sides and how, although they both should be jaded by life’s trials, they felt like two teenagers. Secretly, they awaited for the cue that sparks those memories of endless nights, of sheer ecstasy and freedom that comes with setting one’s body and inhibitions free. The tension hung in the air like a thick blanket of electricity.
He, too, was excited about tonight. It was later in the evening than they usually met and the movie would last another two hours. He thought about how she made him laugh and believe that life could be fun. Whenever he wanted to retreat into his somber solitude, she always pulled him out and enticed him to be the man that he felt he could be. He leaned a little closer as he sat down, just so he inhale the faint vapors of his favorite perfume; so light, but so very sensual. She put her hand on his thigh as he dimmed the lights and the movie began. He couldn’t help to wonder what she was thinking, what her plan was. All of the tension was building up so fast that he felt himself tremble a little. She must have felt this and gently squeezed his thigh, asking if he was okay.
A thin blanket rested in their laps as he reciprocated her touch, placing his hand under the blanket and on her thigh. As the opening scenes played on, the silent excitement ranged like a river, silently spilling over it’s banks. He began to realize that his body was responding to his own thoughts, that he was sure at any moment that she would acknowledge his arousal. He made a half-hearted attempt to shift his body to avoid that detection, only to be met with her hand sliding slowly toward what he was trying to conceal.
She began to wonder if her movements were too direct. She needed to be honest with herself that, as in control as she wanted to be, the feelings that were emerging could not be ignored. The thought of them twisted in an erotic knot of lust was overpowering. Oh, the things that she hoped that he would do...oh, the things that she wanted done. Despite her resistance, she knew that efforts to censor herself at this point were futile. She moved her hands until she found herself feeling something exciting; something even larger than she had imagined. Now the proverbial seal was broken. She had made a move and her heart pounded silently in her chest.
He felt her hand upon him and feared to move for a moment; half concerned that this was all in his mind and half concerned that he just wanted to ravage her that very instant as the blood seemed to rush to every part of his body now. He felt warm and hungry for her. He moved his hand gently but purposefully over her thigh until he made his way to the point of no return. He took charge of the moment, sliding his fingers under the loose band of her shorts. Expecting to feel the soft surface of her panties, he felt nothing but her warm skin. Continuing the momentum, he gently thrust his hand down until he felt the warmth and wetness of her aroused pussy. Gently readjusting his position, he began to use his fingers to stroke her so slowly. She gasped in ecstasy and let this motion continuing building that intoxicating tension and lust. She felt a climax beginning to burn like the embers of a fire, ready to erupt into a blaze.
She reacted in kind, swiftly unbuttoning his well-fitting jeans and looking to pull down his boxers...but he, too, like her, had a surprise in store. With no barrier in the way, she grabbed his solid cock with her hand, squeezing his manhood firmly to conform her delight and elation with it’s girth, and began stoking in rhythm with the motion of his fingers on her clit.
Hands in motion, both were still staring at the television screen, pretending that nothing was happening. But everything WAS happening. All of the excitement coursing through the night was met with faster and faster strokes, shallow breathing, and moans. It was if they were teenagers again, afraid to get caught. Hiding the erotic foreplay under the blanket. But they were not adolescents, but adults...with needs and passion that rivaled anything at that moment.
In one powerful move, he threw the blanket to the floor, quickly pulled her shorts from her now shaking legs, and dove into her sweetest spot, licking and sucking her like she had never experienced before. He rested her legs on his shoulders as she sat on the couch, a hostage of his passion and need to experience all of her. She tried desperately to grab for his cock, but every attempt resulted in him going ever deeper into her, using every inch of her tongue to pleasure her in ways that she did not think were possible. She felt the climax building just as he once again used his power to pick her up and position her with her hands to the wall, bent over the couch. She felt him enter her, experiencing a surge that felt like a lightning bold had traveled through her. Again and again he pumped her harder and harder. She lost count of the times that he brought her body to climax and she could barely stand as each orgasm weakened her.
He stopped to regain some of his stamina and, her satisfied, she quickly turned around, gripping him firmly and guiding him to her mouth. As she stared up to him, his eyes now connecting with a wave of want and lust rising like a tsunami with his every breath, she had moved him to his peak. As she released, he exploded, drenching her in cascades of warm desires. They both collapsed to the floor, embracing like lovers do, sharing that moment that flees like a falling star, yet burns with the intensity of the sun.