Grace had never had trouble with crushes before. She was usually content to just take a step back and let her feelings die. But that nightshe felt hotthinking about the tall genius who she'd only just met. His long fingers, his pointed looks,
the bulge that sat in the front of his trousers whenever he ended up close to her...
Grace took a deep breath in and got changed for bed. She pulled off her orange sweater dress and felt the cool night air waft across her skin. She got her flannel pyjamas out of her suitcase, but got a better idea. She put them back in her bag, and got
out a golden silk slip. She had bought it a while ago on a trip to Paris, but had never had a reason to wear it- until now.
Undoing her deep purple bra and slipping off her light pink panties, she wondered whether to wear underwear that was just going to get saturated anyway, with the thoughts of him. She decided not to, and put on the slip. The silk felt arousing to her,
and she could almost imagine Aleister standing in front of her with his trousers tightening at the sight of her.
She lay down on her bed, and wondered whether she would be able to sleep. After a few minutes of tossing and turning, she decided to get a midnight snack. Hopefully nobody would notice her in her slip...
Stepping outside her room, she could feel her little buds hardening at the feeling of going through the hotel in nothing but a slip. Imagine if one of those jocks saw her!
On her way, she noticed Aleister's room. She knew it was his because of them all picking rooms earlier that day, and she debated whether to go in. She felt wet enough outside his room, and felt like going in would be a bad idea. But no sooner did she
think it when she heard footsteps coming down the hall, and she panicked. She opened the door, slipped in, and shut it.
Grace didn't know it, but Aleister had been having a hard night too. He couldn't get the cute girl in the orange dress out of his head, and hoped she wouldn't notice his erections that popped up constantly that day. Having changed into his preferred sleep
attire (blue and white briefs) he was ready to fight his arousal and get to sleep, but he had forgotten to lock his door. Because he normally would have people doing it for him, he slipped up, but that was the best thing ultimately.
He heard the door open and shut, and he turned around from where he was sitting on his bed, and nearly blew his load right there.
Grace was at the door, her nipples as hard as pebbles, and wearing a slip that barely covered her cooch. He felt his dick rising and his eyes taking her in unabashedly.
Grace was feeling similarly. She saw Aleister's well defined back, his shocked face, and a prominent bulge threatening to spring out of his briefs.
"Grace..." Aleister whispered, feeling himself caving.
"I... I heard footsteps coming down the hall... I hope you don't mind I came in here... If anyone saw me in this I might die of shame," Grace explained nervously, but stopped when she saw Aleister's face.
"Goodness." Aleister couldn't say much more than that, feeling the most aroused he'd ever been. "Do you want to take a seat?"
As Grace walked over to the couch opposite him, he could see her breasts bouncing under the slip and her biting her lip ever so gently. He had to fight the urge to just touch her, kiss her, lay her down on the bed and spread her legs apart...
Grace sat, and couldn't take her eyes off Aleister's well defined muscles and that throbbing bulge. She wanted to sit on top of him, and grind herself into his hardness. She felt wetter, and knew her cheeks must be getting hot. Don't let him know you're so hot for him...
"So pray tell, why are you walking around The Celestial in little more than a slip?"
"I was going to get a snack from the kitchen. I was struggling to sleep."
Their eyes were checking the other out without any shame, and both felt hot under each other's gaze. Aleister had to fight his hand from giving his cock any release, and Grace sat on her hands to stop them from rubbing herself.
"I've always found hot milk to be a good aid for getting to sleep," Aleister commented. They both were thinking about adifferent kind of hot milk, and Grace could hardly take it.
"Would you mind if... If I was to... That is... Could I sit next to you?" Grace asked, feeling herself heat up.
"If you feel so inclined," Aleister responded, wishing he could get her to give him a little taste of what was under her slip.
Grace sat down, and Aleister knew that he had to act now. He put an arm around her, and Grace made an appreciative "mmm" sound. She saw his dick throb a bit as she said it, and knew the attraction had to be mutual. Burrowing her head onto his shoulder,
he held her tighter.
"Goodness Grace... When I first saw you I never imagined that you'd ever want me to hold you."
"I want you to hold me. That, and more."
"Grace..." Aleister groaned. "The things I wish to do right now..."
Grace turned to face him, and Aleister looked straight into her deep brown eyes. "I feel so hot right now," she whispered very quietly.
"Could I..." Aleister started to ask, but then decided instead to just kiss her. He leaned in, and Grace met him there. They began gently, but soon their arms were around each other and Aleister was pulling Grace in close to him. Her legs parted around
him, and her wetness sat against his bare chest as Aleister turned to make it easier. He groaned, knowing exactly how aroused Grace was.
"You're dripping, Grace. You're so soft," he said as they stopped kissing. "I want to touch you, caress you right there." He stopped, noticing Grace's face. She had softened completely, with her teeth brushing her lip.
"I've never felt so turned on in my life Aleister. You feel so good on me." Grace moaned softly. "Oh Aleister, I'm throbbing down there."
"Fuck," Aleister swore. He looked over her glazed eyes, her hardened nubs under her slip, and her pussy on his body. "I feel as if I've been electrocuted, and now my body's tingly. But unlike an electric shock, I'm so hard. Goodness Grace, I'm throbbing
as well. I know I'm not speaking so eloquently, but I don't think my blood's flowing to my head."
Grace's breasts were feeling so overstimulated, and her body was ready to be touched. "Would you mind if I took off my slip?"
"Would you mind if I could?"
Grace looked at him lovingly, and took his hands onto the bottom of the slip. "Please Aleister..."
Aleister pulled it up, and started breathing heavily. "Grace..." He got to the bottom of her breasts, and nervously started pulling up. As bit by bit they became exposed, Grace and Aleister both started gently grinding. When her nipples came out, Aleister
moaned.
"Ohheavens..." Taking off the full slip, Aleister brought his hands to her chest. "Is this alright?"
"Yes... Pleasetouch me!"
"As you wish," Aleister whispered. His hands drifted over her breasts and gently grabbed them. He dropped his head down, and began to kiss them.
"Aleister... Oh yes!" Grace started grinding faster, and felt him respond eagerly. Suddenly, Aleister lifted her up and started to grind while leaning her back. They went fast, and then slowed down as Grace began to cry out.
"Oh Aleister! Grind on me! Touch me!" Aleister lifted one hand up, lifted her close to him, and made out with her passionately as his other hand squeezed her cute butt.
He was aware of his pained hardness, and sat down with her on top of him. Grace was wondering whether to touch his erection when Aleister began to talk.
"I need to get my underwear off. It's becoming a bit too painful to wear, if you know what I mean."
"Can I do it for you, since you did it for me?"
"Oh Grace..." Aleister groaned as Grace's hand caressed his arousal through his briefs. She slid it up and down, and then put her hand under his briefs. She immediately felt light headed, and moaned. His dick throbbed in response, making her moan again
louder.
"Does that feel good?" Grace asked.
"When would it not? Heavens Grace, I need you."
"I need you too," Grace gasped lightly.
"I thought you'd be a bit like everyone else, but you're intelligent, driven, and so fucking beautiful."
"I never imagined you'd swear like that," Grace said.
"I'll be doing a lot more if you continue down this path," he hissed. "Keep touching me... Hell, rub yourself on me!"
Grace pulled his briefs down, and pressed her wetness into the side of his cock. Aleister groaned, leaning into her neck and sucking on her. Grace ground on him, and when the head of him slipped past her pussy, she held it there.
"Do you want to?" Grace asked gently.
"Fuck..." Aleister pushed into her, and Grace cried out.
"I know it's supposed to hurt a bit, but I didn't know it would feel this good!"
"You're right," Aleister agreed. "I love this, and I love the feeling of you right here..."
Grace bounced up and down with Aleister occasionally putting a big thrust in in addition to many small ones. They cried out together, and Aleister kissed Grace's breasts while Grace gasped for air.
"Can we turn around?" Aleister asked.
"Oh yes please," Grace replied, standing up. Aleister looked at her soft round body, and smiled.
"I think I love you," he whispered.
"I think I love you too."
When Grace lay on her back, Aleister lay on top of her and inserted himself into her. They bounced around wildly, and Aleister (as promised) said lots of swear words.
"Fuck Grace, you're so fucking tight! I love your exquisite fucking body so much, okay? Oh fuck!"
"You're going to make me cum!" Grace gasped for air loudly and as her walls tightened Aleister came just as soon as Grace did.
"Oh Grace... Heavens..." Aleister whispered.
"Oh..." They kissed, and Aleister settled between Grace's legs. "Could we do this again?" Grace asked quietly.
"I intend to make sure this is nowhere near the last time we do this," Aleister responded, resting his hand on the small of her back.
