Sherry smiled, sighing happily as she wrung the extra water from her hair. She loved taking showers; they made her feel so refreshed! She stretched a bit and stepped out, reaching for her towel. She pressed the soft cloth against her face and giggled slightly, drying off her face. She reached out and dried her arms, then her shoulders. She patted at her hair and then dried the rest of her body. When she was sure she was completely dried off, she wrapped her hair in the towel tightly to get it dried faster. She stretched again and reached over to her neatly folded stack of clothes. She picked up a pair of pink underwear and smiled, slipping them on slowly. She giggled a bit, she loved these underwear; they were so cute! She'd just reached for her sleep shorts when she felt a draft of cool air. She shuddered a bit and turned around. Alfred stood in front of the door silently, staring at her. He took off his glasses, setting them on the small pile of clothes on the tank of the toilet. Sherry yelped slightly, "A...Alfred!" she squeaked. She went to move behind the shower curtain, but Alfred caught her by her arm, pulling her towards him. She stared at him, her face bright red, "W...What are you doing...A...Ahhh!" She whimpered, moaning softly. Alfred had reached up and started to fiddle with Sherry's curl. She fidgeted slightly, her face beet red, "A....Alfred...s..stop.." she whimpered. He smiled a bit and pulled her closer to himself, pressing his lips against Sherry's roughly. She continued to twiddle around and mess with the curl on her head, making her squirm and moan against him. He smirked a bit and pulled on the curl slightly.
"N...N..No!! Do..don't...don't pull it out," she whimpered. She trembled slightly, "W...What....do you want....?" she whimpered.
"You'll see," Alfred whispered softly, pushing her against the wall of the bathroom.
Sherry's eyes got wide and before she could say anything, Alfred had moved closer, kissing along her neck softly. Sherry trembled, whimpering softly against him, but....what could she do? If she tried to do anything, he could hurt her. She felt him fiddle with her curl again and it almost sent her over the edge. She moaned loudly and shuddered beneath him, tears in her eyes. She felt her heart getting the best of her, overpowering her mind. She let out a soft and ragged breath, shakily wrapping her arms around Alfred's neck.
Alfred felt her arms wrap around his neck and he smiled softly. He knew she'd given in.
He reached up with his free hand, placing it against her breast softly. He heard her soft moan and he smirked, kissing her again, gently prying her lips open with his tongue. He felt the heat off her face from her blushing as he playfully teased her tongue with his. He felt her starting to try to do the same thing with her tongue and chuckled slightly, pulling away.
Sherry looked up at him with hungry eyes. She whimpered and pulled him against her again, kissing along his neck. She felt him quiver and she continued to kiss his neck softly.
Alfred moaned quietly, he couldn't wait any longer. He pulled his hand away from her breast and moved it down to his pants. He undid the button and the zipper at the top of his slacks and let them drop to his ankles. He kissed her again, pulling out his already erect member. He blushed a bit when Sherry slid her tongue into his mouth and started teasing him slightly. He closed his eyes and fiddling with her curl again. She heard her moan softly and he smiled slightly. He panted softly, pulling her pink undies down with one finger. He went to pull away, to break the kiss, but he held him close, not letting him break it. He panted again and readied himself, pressing himself inside her.
Sherry instantly broke the kiss, feeling Alfred throbbing inside her. She moaned out loud, grasping at the back of his head and getting a handful of hair.
He leaned down to her shoulder and bit down hard, breaking the skin as he slowly thrusted, trying to be gentle. Blood surfaced slightly where he had bit down on her neck. He licked it up softly and felt her shudder beneath him. He stopped kissing her neck and picked up the speed slightly. He reached up and fiddled with her curl again as he started moving faster.
She cried out, about to completely lose any self control she had. She trembled, still moaning softly. She gasped as Alfred fiddled with her curl again. She couldn't stand it, she cried out loud.
Alfred gasped a bit, pulling out quickly, his seed spilling onto the floor. He quickly cleaned himself and the floor up, pulling his pants up and redoing them. He looked at Sherry, who'd slid down the wall and was still quivering in a slight heap on the floor. He got his glasses and knelled beside her, lifting her chin softly. Her bright blue eyes were still full of lust. He chuckled softly and gave her a quick kiss before walking out the door.