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Short Story... This is just a little piece I've been working on. Let me know ifyou want to hear the ending.  Who knows where this was going? She thought to herself. All she could sense were his hands wrapped in her hair and on the small of her back. His face was so close, and her mouth was set on his neck, ever so lightly. This shouldn't be happening, it is just totally wrong. In this situation, without him knowing everything about her... He stood so still, holding her close, closer. Drawing her in as if for warmth. Fuck it, she thought, and opened her mouth, slowly kissing alone the nape of his neck. His body stiffened, and then a low moan erupted from his lips as goosebumps traveled over his body. His hands grabbed her tighter, and she let her mouth move with more passion, reaching up to his mouth. She tasted like wine and honey, and her lips were quick and soft. Her hands slipped under his shirt, and he could feel the soft fingertips exploring his chest. She kissed hard, yet openly, sliding her tongue over his, biting his lip gently. He let his right hand slide down her back and around to the edge of her jeans, just above the curve of her ass. His left hand drew up her shirt ever so slightly, and he reached under to feel the lace of her bra. She shuddered, and began to kiss him even harder, trying to drown out her thoughts with his mouth. She stopped, leaned back to catch her breath, and put her hand under her shirt on his, guiding his fingers underneath the lace to cover her breast. She could feel his fingers brushing up against her taut nipples, playing, undoing her bra, and moaned. She could tell that she was wet, but kept herself somewhat under control. Not for long, she thought, not for long. She reached her other hand down to his belt, and began to undo the buckle, leaning back and staring directly into his eyes. Don't think, don't think. He doesn't need to know. Her hands were moving fast and her fingers were quick. She suddenly was wrapped around his cock, and slowly moving in rhythm. He deftly unbuttoned her shirt, and exposed her breasts to the cool night air. He placed his mouth on her chest and started playing with her nipple, feeling her body writhe with excitement. He slowly trailed his fingers down her body, and beneath her jeans. She whispered low "Oh God...", and he could feel her knees weaken as he slid his finger inside if her. He began to kiss her again, this time, lapping his tongue in circular rhythm to his fingers. Her hands loosened, but only for a second. Matching his rythym, she stroked his cock, breathing hard and latched on to his chest. His groans were so intense, and he was so hard, she knew she couldn't take much longer... she'll fall to her knees. Never had it felt so good, so like this, so intense... The back of her neck tingled, and he seized up suddenly, stopping his movements, and pulled away from her, grasping at his clothing. She looked behind her shoulder and watched as her worst nightmare came true. Her girlfriend walked in the door, eyes blazing, carrying movies in one hand and her favorite take out in the other. Her shame crept up her neck and she closed her shirt, forgetting for the moment about her bra, and her bare nipples rubbing against the fabric. Her only thoughts were on her girlfriend, staring openmouthed, at a situation she had no way of preparing to witness. "Jen, I can explain..." she began, as she stepped away from him. Jen's face was mismatched with pain, anger, yet... something else lingered there. Jen stared at him like he was something from a horror novel, his hard on still visible through his pants. "What the fuck is happening, Ashley?" Jen stared at her openmouthed. "You told me he was your study partner?" "He is, Jen, he is... " she stared at her girlfriend with open remorse. "He is my study partner... we just... things got out of hand." "I'll say." Jen retorted, and set her things down on the table. She walked passed him, seeming to ignore his existence for the moment, caught up in her own feelings. She sat on the couch, and stared at her, looking for more information from her partners face than her words would give. "I thought you were happy with me. Why are you with... this fuck?" Jen was angry, and hurt, and yet, she stared at him long and hard, analyzing his every move. He sat uncomfortable, unsure of where to go or what to do, his every movement slow and deliberate. He was tall, and thick of build, with touseled hair and a strong jaw. Jen could see what Ashley saw in him... although she wasn't typically attracted to men. But there was something about this guy... "I am happy with you, I swear. You've been gone for so long, working, and well, he's been here, helping me, and I just ... well... I totally didn't see this coming. I mean, I'm a lesbian for fuck sakes!" She was pissed. Pissed at him for creating this problem in her life, pissed at Jen for finding out, and most of all, pissed at herself for not noticing these feelings that took her totally by surprise. "I'm not attracted to men. I'm really not. You know that! But he..." she looked over at him quickly, then away. "There was just something that drew me to him." Her pause held so much meaning, her regret, her shame, her fear and now, her passion. "I'm so sorry Jen." Jen looked at him with a narrowed eye. There was something about this man... "Do you still want me, Ashley?" she looked at her partner and watched as she walked forward, and held Jen's face. "Of course." Ashely leaned down, and put her lips on her partners. The feel of Jen's lips on hers was familiar, safe, and strong. She didnt' just kiss her, but rather fed her the passion she felt for a long time through that kiss. "I know that you are the sexiest woman I've ever met." He sat, dumbfounded, still as a board in that chair, totally unsure but totally erect yet again. Jen leaned over to Ashley's ear, and whispered. Both girls held each other's faces in a tender embrace, and leaned forward for one more kiss. - to be continued - |
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