Warning: graphic sex ahead, again...
"Stop, Ellie, no!" he almost pleaded.
"I just want you to be more comfortable… like me!" It was only then, that he realized that Ellie was naked except for her underwear. He looked away. It seemed so wrong to see her like that with a definite hard-on in his pants. Ellie didn't leave him any time to think about how indecent the situation might seem and was already continuing to unzip his jeans.
"Come on! Get 'em off!" she said light-heartedly, encouraging him to proceed without her help.
"Ellie, this is really going too far now, we should stop" he tried one last time, to reason with a part of her that didn't exist. Ellie wanted to experiment – with him and he would not get her to stop without force.
He grabbed her wrists and pulled them away from his pants.
"Let's just… calm down for a second. Okay?" He wasn't really asking. Closing his eyes, he tried to calm his breath. When he opened them again, Ellie was looking expectantly at him.
"This is a little much to digest right now, Ellie" The absurdity of the situation hit him hard. Him half sitting, half lying in his bed, the zipper of his pants down revealing a definite bulge in his briefs – and half on top of him, half beside him the young Ellie with her pale and smooth skin (except for a few scars and the cordycep's mark on her lower arm). She was studying his face now, licking her lips absentmindedly.
He looked away and gulped. Damn! Why did she have to do that? Joel closed his eyes again, shaking his head as if this would make the indecent thoughts circling his brain go away. Fuck Fuck Fuck!
Somehow, Ellie didn't really mind her wrists being enclosed in his hands. She shifted slightly, moving one leg from in between his legs to the side and was suddenly sitting down on top of his crotch.
"ELLIE!" Joel exclaimed in shock, letting go of her hands to grab her hips, trying to move the girl off of him. However, she just encircled his hips with her legs when he moved, so he fell down on top of her.
"Ellie, stop this, now!" he growled, but she had already used the newfound freedom of her hands to grab his head and pull it down towards hers. They kissed for the fourth time. Joel tried to fight it – fighting the girl alone would have probably been doable, but fighting his urges, the welcoming warmth of her inner thighs around his hips and the fluttering sensation that was spreading from his stomach like little electric charges to the tips of his toes was something else entirely. And way too hard. So he gave in. There really was no other choice, here.
Ellie tried to do her best to not let him get away. It felt so good to kiss him, to have his weight on her, the hot and hard bulge pressing onto her sex. She felt so whole. Her inexperienced mouth tried to press against his lips, trying to mimic their movements. She felt his tongue flick against her lower lip and opened her mouth to lick his lip in return. His beard was tickling and scratching her lower face, but she decided she liked the mixed sensation.
Joel's hands had started to move, leaving her hips. His right hand went to her neck, caressing her skin and tugging softly at her hair. The other hand was moving in the opposite direction to her thigh, slowing striking up and down.
When they broke free for air, she put her right index quickly over his lips in order to stop him from saying anything.
"I want this, Joel." She sounded so determined, so strong. Joel kissed her finger and closed his eyes, while her other hand touched his face so very gently. How long had it been, since he had felt this kind of a human connection, this kind of intimacy. His felt his heart was about to break.
"Okay", he heard himself saying without knowing what had made him do that.
Ellie exhaled audibly, relieved, excited and maybe just a little bit anxious. She quickly kissed him again. Her hands moved to his shirt and she started to unbutton it slowly. He was now using his arms to hold his weight and allow her access instead of caressing her, which made Ellie a little angry. She hurried up and when he sat up to pull off his shirt completely, she sat up too and started touching his bare chest. It was glorious, she thought. Short black hair sprang from the middle of his pecs, other than that, his chest was mostly smooth and tan. She remembered the image of the hot summer's day with pearls of sweat slowly painting wet trails on his skin. She leaned forward and kissed him just below his right clavicle. Joel inhaled sharply. Taking this as encouragement, she kissed her way down to the right nipple and tentatively flicked her tongue across it. Another sharp inhale.
'Fascinating', she thought. Her right hand came up to touch the left nipple and Joel couldn't stop himself from sighing audibly. His hands found their way to her head and back. His rough fingers were drawing circles on her shoulders while the other hand was now entangled in her hair. When she paused a second to look up, Joel had his eyes tightly shut and was biting his lower lip. Ellie smiled and went back to work.
Her mouth moved from one side to the other, all the while continuing a mix of kisses and licks across his torso. His nipples seemed extremely sensitive and were hard like fresh flower buds. She tentatively bit down on his left nipple and he gripped her shoulders hard while a deep groan escaped his mouth. She quickly flicked her wet tongue across it as compensation. It was fun to discover his body like this. She pushed against his chest, implying he should lie down and he complied swiftly. This new position allowed her better access to his abdomen and her mouth quickly continued its journey to lower levels. His body was covered in little scars he had acquired while trying to survive these past 21 years. She planted a soft kiss on the oval shaped scar on his left abdomen that had almost cost him his life.
Joel's hands left her body and he was now pressing both his palms into the sockets of his eyes. What in god's name was he doing? How could he be allowing Ellie to touch, kiss him like that? He was such a fucking pervert! He shouldn't be enjoying this! But it felt so damn good. And the girl had said, that this was something she wanted to do. Who was he to deny her this chance to experiment? But this was Ellie! Sweet, foul-mouthed, innocent Ellie.
Ellie, sensing his inner battle firing up again, stopped. Her hands found his, pulling them away from his eyes. Planting a soft kiss on his lips she locked eyes with him and smiled softly.
"It's okay, Joel." She whispered and kissed him again. "Relax, please." Pleading voice. Another kiss. "I want this." Another kiss. "Really." Her earnest voice and soft kisses helped him relax a little. He couldn't say a word. He knew if he opened his mouth, he would try to stop her again. And the girl seemed determined to not let that happen. Her green eyes were fixed upon his brown ones. It seemed to Joel as if she could see right into his soul. Her right hand cupped his face and he relaxed a little more into her soft touch. Ellie's left hand trailed slowly across his chest, drawing little patterns, crossing his nipples and his navel and then it travelled further down.
When her fingers found their destination, he couldn't help but close his eyes and moan. Her small hand was cupping his bulge and squeezing slightly. Damn it! Joel suddenly pulled the girl down and kissed her feverishly. He had waited on the edge of reason and was now falling down the rabbit hole. There was no going back.
His hands started to roam her small frame wildly. They found their way to her breasts and squeezed them through the fabric of her bra. Now she had to moan a little. As if suddenly possessed, he took control. Rolling them over, so Ellie was once again lying on her back. His lips crashed against her neck, while his hands were trying to loosen the annoying bit of underwear concealing her small breasts. Ellie didn't even feel the bra coming off when Joel's mouth enclosed around one of her nipples.
"Oh my god!" she exclaimed loudly. Her hands found their way to his hair and she loved the feeling of combing it roughly with her small fingers. Joel's right hand found her left nipple and he pinched it slightly, which made every coherent thought in Ellie's head evaporate.
His hands moved quickly over her tummy, back to her breasts, to her neck, then to her legs. She couldn't even follow their motion; it simply felt as if the man possessed not two but ten or more hands. And every contact between his rough and her soft skin sent little jolts of happiness through her entire body. His tongue was circling her nipple, then her navel and her other nipple and she felt a shiver running down her spine.
She pulled him up to meet her lips once more. "I want you", she had hardly finished whispering when Joel's hands found her slip and pulled it down, finally freeing her. Although it wasn't exactly cold, the collision of fresh air with her wet and hot folds made her gasp.
Joel looked down Ellie's body. Her skin was now freckled with little spots of red, her torso was heaving in tune with her heavy breaths; and her legs were parted welcomingly. He could see the glittering folds, the swollen mound of her sex. He hesitated.
"Please", she pleaded. He leaned down and kissed her softly and his right hand connected with her labia. She moaned loudly into the kiss. His middle finger slowly touched her vulva and stroke softly upward to find the little nob that made her tremble from head to toe. Joel circled her clitoris and slid down once more to find her wet opening. He tentatively slid his finger into her warm, soft entrance. Ellie moaned even louder. His thumb started circling her nob while his finger tried pushing a little further. A brief, sharp pain ran through Ellie and she gasped, tensing visibly. Joel stopped.
Joel cupped her face and kissed her. "Sh… it's okay" he tried to soothe her. "Try to relax, it's only gonna hurt for a little while." She looked at him and nodded. His finger pushed forward again, breaking the little barrier, moving even further. Her breathing deepened. Joel reactivated his thumb, circling her clit to distract her. His mouth found her nipple and he sucked hard. Ellie gasped again – this time in definite pleasure. He quickly added a second finger to enter her. Her walls were so warm, so soft and slippery and her enchanting smell started to fill his nose. He wanted to taste her.
He moved upwards to kiss her again, then whispered softly in her ear "don't freak out". She was left bewildered and watched while he slid down the bed and settled his head between her thighs. If her cheeks were a little pink before, they were approaching tomato red in seconds now. But she had no time to feel embarrassed and forgot everything around her, when his tongue found her nob and her hips suddenly jerked upwards.
"Oh… FUCK!" she nearly screamed and quickly clasped her hands over her mouth. She desperately groaned into her palms, her eyes now shut tightly while she was trying to make sense of this new and overwhelming sensation.
Joel had missed this. Tasting a women's sex, licking the wet folds, drawing little patterns across the clit. Tess had rarely ever wanted him to go down on her, since she would never give him head either. But the few times, that he had convinced her, he wanted to do it, had been quite special.
His nose nuzzled through the small patch of pubic hair on Ellie's mound. God, she smelled so good. And her taste… he couldn't even describe it. His tongue flicked through her labia and found her entrance. A slight coppery taste told him, he had indeed ripped her hymen. He pushed his tongue slightly inside and Ellie moaned softly. Joel couldn't help but smile. This time it was he who was making these sweet noises leave the girl's mouth.
Ellie felt so confused. On the one hand, his tongue was really soft and wet, brushing against her sex, pushing inside her. And on the other Joel's beard was tickling her, even slightly uncomfortably scratching her folds and her inner thighs. It was just too much. Her lower abdomen was spasming. A part of her wanted to squeeze her legs together so Joel could not continue, and another part of her made her hips rock towards his mouth quite involuntarily. Her hands grabbed his hair and she tried pulling him away from her sex weakly.
"S… stop… stop, Joel" she managed to stammer.
Concerned, he halted and looked up. Had he gone too far?
"What is it?" he whispered, not moving.
"Dunno… It feels good, and weird and… like I am about to burst!" she didn't dare look him in the eye.
"That's part of it… just… let go" and without awaiting her response he continued licking her clit and inserted to fingers in her wet hole. He started moving them in and out in a steady rhythm. He could feel her cervix and pushed against it slightly. Ellie gasped again. Then he pressed against the front walls of her vagina and slowly pulled out. When he reached a particular point, Ellie couldn't help it and cried out. Her walls started contracting against his fingers and her entire body shuttered with her orgasmic waves. Joel planted a last wet kiss onto her sex and pulled his fingers out completely.
He slid up, lying next to her and pulled her into a firm hug. Shuttering still, Ellie grabbed his shoulders and nestled into his neck, breathing quickly and deeply.
"Wow…" was all she was able to say.