Hi everyone!
Ok, so I thought I could include the first time anal in the last chapter but I got a little carried away with the "take me from behind" part so... Yeah, I had to split the chapter in two parts and this is the first one. As you may have noticed this one is already incredibly long, and this is why it took me so long to update. I hate to keep you guys waiting, believe me, but don't worry, if I don't post a chapter is simply because it is not yet ready, not because I have forgotten or anything :)
Thank you for being patient :) I appreciate it, just like all your kind words and support :)
So, to be clear, this is not the last chapter but it contains a first shade of anal anyway. The whole "dildo-anal-deal" will follow on the next chapter.
Oh, one last thing. I have received many requests for different scenes that some of you would like to read, and I want you guys to know that I keep them in consideration :) Maybe I won't be able to insert them in this multi chapter kinky story, but I'll keep them in mind maybe for another one, who knows...
Warning: contains anal play.
Alex's POV
Enjoy
I let my eyes leave the printed words in front of me to glance at the digital clock on the stereo for what seems like the tenth time just in the last two minutes. My lips pursed and my eyebrows knitting with a hint of concern when I read the hour. It's been a while since Piper stood from the couch where we were both laying comfortably, simply reading, enjoying the quiet moment, the close proximity of the other and the feeling of her fingers running gently through my hair as I rested my head on her lap, placing a few lingering kisses on my lips and putting her book aside before saying that she was going to take a quick shower.
I was kind of absorbed in my reading, yet, the first suspicious of her having something in mind had raised right at those words and at the particular glint that I saw appear in her endless blue eyes.
Piper is not the kind of person who does something quickly, especially not a shower, and if the way she kept squirming in her seat and failing to keep her eyes on her book wasn't enough to make those supspicious grow a little more, when she hasn't asked me to join her like she usually does, it was like a silent confirmation for me, but I didn't think too much of it.
Now however, almost twenty five minutes later, the words of the book open in front of me are starting to lose sense since I no longer give them the interest and attention that I would usually pay, and after another quick glance to the clock, I decide to close the worn copy of Les Misérables and get up to go search for my disappeared lover.
"Pipes?" I call her as I approach the bedroom, noticing the slit of light coming from under the door, but before I can wait for an answer, I walk in.
Only to stop dead in my tracks for the scene that appears in front of me.
But it isn't the soft orange glow offered by the flickering flames of the candles scattered around the room or the delicate fragrace of musk, black vanilla and passion fruit welcoming me like the gentle blow of a tropical breeze as soon as I pull the door open, that almost make me drop my jaw on the floor, but the display of a very naked blonde sprawled on the bed, propped up on one elbow, wearing nothing but her smooth, creamy skin and an irresistible, seductive smirk on her lips.
"Took you long enough, Al." She says in greetings, definitely pleased by the look of surprise on my face. "I was wondering if you would have come at all..."
But said look is immediately replaced by one of my infamous smirks.
I'm very pleased by how things are turning out, but this doesn't mean that I can't take the occasion to tease her a little first, deliberately lowering my voice into a more husky and deep tone. "I wasn't aware that," I pause, long enough to see her tilt her head on the side in curiosity, locking intensely her eyes with mine with a sense of anticipation and the familiar spark of desire lying in them before I continue. "...I had so many candles."
The response is immediate. And I have to force myself to stiffle the laughter bubbling inside me when I see the look of shock on Piper's face, but unable resist any longer when she narrows her eyes into thin slits and throws me a pillow.
"You ass!"
I catch the pillow in mid air and start laughing even harder at her outburst. The smile tugging at the corner of her mouth though is betraying the pretended angry look that she is throwing at me.
It's kind of adorable actually.
...And fucking sexy at the same time.
"You love my ass..." I reply back with a cocky smirk, briefly arching one of my eyebrows.
This does the trick. Her eyes soften immediately and her entire pose returns as seductive as the lust filled look covering her beautiful young face. "Mmh, that I do." She purrs in appreciation. "Why don't you bring it closer?"
"I'm not sure... The view is pretty nice from here." I answer, but my body is already betraying me, making me take a step away from the door and further into the room without me even realizing it.
"Oh well, but you could do so much more than just look, you know?" She asks, her hand running slowly down her side, caressing the curve of her waist, fingertips grazing the flat of her stomach until she rests it elegantly on the sensual swell of her hip.
A soft groan escapes from my lips, but loud enough for Piper to hear it.
"Come here." Her voice is soft, yet the note of command isn't certainly lost on me. And I can only obey. Captured by the depth of those cerulean lust filled pools.
Our gaze remain fixed as I place the book on the drawer beside the door before making my way towards the bed, stopping in front of it and admiring the gracefulness with which Piper sits up and kneels on the matress to face me.
It is only now that she has shifted in her position that my eyes catch the bright pink object lying on the bed right behind her and I can't help the mischievous smirk that tugs at my lips.
"I thought you were sore..." I say through a soft chuckle as my hands come up to rest on her waist.
She hums softly at the contact, melting against me as she wraps her arms around my shoulders bringing me just a little closer.
"Mh, not sore enough to not feel my desire for you." She replies with a shake of her head.
The sparks that her voice sends through my body, making me tingle in the most sensitive spots has me already incredibly excited, yet I can't help but ask for further reassurance. "You sure Pipes?"
We haven't been particularly rough yesterday, but it was our first time with the toy, and even if it has left us undoubtedly very satisfied, it has also left Piper a bit tender and slightly sore, enough that she - as I had promised she would - had a few troubles walking this morning.
It had been a heated night the previous one, and the evidence are perfectly visible on her smooth, delicate skin. Like the couple of bite marks on her neck and collarbone, or the few fingers-shaped bruises that I notice as my gaze travels lower where my hands are resting and stroking affectionately the light swell of her hips.
Maybe it's the intensity of my look that makes her shiver in my arms, or perhaps the reminder of how possessively I was holding her the previous night while I was coming, burying myself to the hilt, keeping her in place and feeling the powerful jets of her warm release spill from deep inside of her to paint my stomach and run down my thighs...
Fuck. The image is still so fresh in my mind that I can almost relive the same sensations, and suddenly I find myself shifting on the spot as a very familiar throb settles between my legs.
"Do you really need to ask, Alex?" Piper purrs in my ear before nibbing teasingly at the sensitive spot resting right under my jaw as she presses herself further against me.
My eyes flutter shut and I'm unable to contain the low groan that rumbles in my chest to escape from my lips as she starts leaving a trail of wet kisses down my neck.
Fuck. It's hard to forget how quickly she can switch from being cute, shy and innocent to turn into a kinky and horny little thing, yet, she always manages to surprise me in ways that never fail to make my body hum with delight.
"I suppose I don't." I growl at last, pulling back enough so that I can look intensely in her eyes.
The satisfied wide grin on her face is the last thing that I see before I cup her cheek and bring her closer to claim her lips.
The kiss is deep, filled with desire, yet gentle and slow, and she doesn't even try to duel for control, letting me explore her mouth with my tongue and taste the unique sweetness and softness of her lips against mine.
She moans and I swallow greedly that sound, pulling her flush agains me, but when I try to get onto the bed, she pulls back from the kiss much to my disapproval and confusion.
"Uh uh Alex," She says softly clicking her tongue and placing her hands on my chest to stop me. "You're not allowed to get in bed with your clothes on."
I can't help but smirk at her obvious request, feeling as it quickly turns into a full grin when her gaze shifts down my body, lingering for a few more moments on my chest as she bites her bottom lip.
"New rule, huh?" I ask her, pleased to see that she has to blink a few times before she can look up and focus on me, nodding in answer.
If she wants a little control over this, than I'll give it to her. We both know that in just a few minutes she will be begging me and be willing to do whatever I ask her to if I want.
"I kinda like it... We should apply it every time." I suggest through a chuckle, crossing my arms to grip the hem of my tank top.
"Wait." Just when I'm about to remove it, she stops me once again, coming a few inches closer and bringing her hands up to gently take off my glasses, placing a soft kiss on my cheek and another one on the side of my nose.
I have to duck my head when she pulls back, cursing my pale skin as I try to hide the soft blush that I know is spreading across my cheeks, and feeling my heart flutter in my chest at her simple gesture. She is the only one who has this effect on me. Her show of affection and tenderness always make me feel kind of exposed... But surprisingly, never uncomfortable.
"There." She whispers then through one her sweetest smiles, gently placing my glasses on the near nightstand. And the only thing that I need to see to regain my cool demeanour is the hungry look that appears on her face when her gaze shift once again on my chest, expectantly, staring a hole where my breasts are.
The blush vanishes from my face and a confident smirk takes its place as she sits back on her heels to have a better look at me as I take my tank top off in one smooth movement.
Her eyes widen and her lips part ever so slightly to let out a soft groan of appreciation before she traps once again her bottom lip between her teeth.
Even without making a show as I take the rest of my clothes off, Piper seems to enjoy the view very much, looking at me as if she is barely holding back from jumping me and devour me on the spot with every new inch of skin that I reveal under her hungry gaze.
When I am standing completely naked, she doesn't wait a second before pulling me onto the bed and press her lips against mine, happy to reasume the loving, passionate kiss that she had interruped just a minute previous.
I love her eagerness. I love feeling the passion coming off her in waves as she runs her hands all over my body, tracing every curve she comes across, pressing herself further against me, craving for that delicious warmth offered by the skin to skin contact that has the both of us shiver with desire.
It makes me deepen the kiss, and Piper is more than willing to let me control it as she melts against me, moaning in my mouth.
Like any other time, my hands start roaming over her body unable to decide where I want to touch her more, conflicted between all the sweet spots that I know what kind of delicious reactions can pull from her with the right touch and amount of pressure.
And so I start from her back. Running my fingertips down her spine, loving the way she shivers in my arms whenever I come across a sensitive spot, or the way she holds her breath with a sense of anticipation when I follow the curve of her waist to reach her front, cupping her small breasts and teasing the already hard peaks there between my fingers before slowly going lower, past the flat of her stomach, until I finally reach the apex of her thighs, where I'm met with warm liquid silk.
The first tentative contact is enough to force us to break the kiss.
She is soaked.
"Jesus Pipes," I groan against her lips as I explore her velvety folds. "How long have you been like this?"
Her answer comes through a breathless moan as she bucks her hips against my hand to seek more of my slippery touch. "Longer than what I am willing to admit..."
At those words my mind drifts immediately when we were both on the couch reading and she kept squirming in her seat.
"You could have jumped me on the couch, you know?" I ask her with a small mischievous smirk shaping my lips. "I certainly wouldn't have objected..."
"Too little space and too uncomfortable for what I had in mind," She answers, pausing for a second to swallow in an attempt to bring some moisture in her dry throat before continuing, pulling back from my neck to look at me with lust filled eyes. "I knew you would have come find me."
And what a finding it has been, I think to myself and suddenly, I am the one who has to swallow hard as a pang of arousal hits me right in my lower abdomen when I register her other words.
"And what is that you have in mind exactly?" I already suspect what it could be, but I ask it anyway, feeling my heart hammering harder in my chest with anticipation.
She gives me this incredibly dirty look that alone is more than enough to answer my question and that also makes me clench my inner muscle with overwhelming desire.
"Thank you properly in the way I have promised you yesterday..."
All my efforts to try to contain the low dangerous growl rumbling in my chest from escaping are useless.
"Then let's not wait any longer." I reply at last, cupping her jaw and bringing her closer to claim her lips in a deep, hungry kiss which she returns with the same passion, embracing my tongue with hers as her hands start making their way further down my body, enjoying every curve she comes across as I did with her until she finally reaches my core, forcing me to break the kiss to take in a much needed sip of air.
"Mh, apparently I'm not the only one eager to try this, am I?" She purrs against my lips right when she slid her fingers through my slick folds.
She is right. It is undeniable, and the evidence is probably already covering her entire hand. "You have no idea Pipes..." I answer through a groan.
And she really doesn't.
It surprises me, too.
Usually I'm not appealed to positions that don't allow me to see her face, gaze into her lust filled eyes and witness her features contort and then smooth as pleasure washes over her, but there is something in this. And the only idea of taking her in such way is arousing me like I never thought possible. But I suspect that the reason is mostly because of her. Of the effect that she has on me. As it always has been.
Our touch is no longer as exploratory as it was a minute ago. There is a certain purpose in it and a demand for more in the way our bodies move to seek more contact against the other; like the way she tries to rock her hips in an attempt to take me inside whenever I go lower and start pressing lightly against the tight ring of muscles of her entrance with my fingertips, teasing at penetration, or the way I start matching her rhythm when she starts drawing circles over my clit.
The sounds of approval that escape from our lips in between kisses, mix in the air with a note of need that grows louder by the minute.
"Oh Alex..." The desire in her voice whenever she moans never fails in sending sparks of electricity up my spine, and for a moment I imagine hearing her gasping my name in a more pleading way, then screaming it over and over while I grip her hips tightly from behind to thrust harder and deeper insid-
Fuck! The image that flashes through my mind is so clear and intense that my desire skyrockets. The eagerness inside me takes over in a burst of passion as I deepen the kiss and pull Piper flush against me. But even feeling her like this, for how exciting and glorious it is have her warm, smooth skin pressed against mine, it's not enough to quench my thirst.
I need more.
Much more.
And I'm not the only one.
"Please... Alex..." Once again she calls my name, this time begging me as she whispers against my lips, and it's all I need to hear.
I can feel her litterally dripping into my hand, and without thinking twice about it, I let two of my fingers to push past her entrance.
Except for a small resistance, her abundant wetness makes me slip in without any kind of trouble and when I'm finally inside, her inner muscles hug me so tightly that I can't even move, loving the familiar way her breath catches in her throat at the sensation of being suddenly filled.
She moans. Shuddering against me. Her nails digging into my shoulders, and I'm hoping that the sensation is enough to give her some kind of relief while with my other hand I blindly search for the toy resting beside us on the bedsheets.
Luckily, it's the first thing that my fingers touch, and I wrap my hand around it, hating that I have to break the kiss as I bring the toy between us.
Piper whimpers at the loss of the warmth of my mouth, but as soon as her eyes flutter open and she notices what I'm holding, those sounds of protest turn immediately into moans of anticipation, feeling her clench even more tightly around my fingers as a powerful wave of desire hits her.
It's easy to lose myself in the delicious, welcoming, clinging heat that I find inside of her. She is so warm. And the way her velvety walls flutter around me feels simply amazing. It only makes it even harder to withdraw my hand, and the protests from Piper are clear enough, especially when she deliberately tighten her inner muscles to keep me there, but the promise in my eyes as I look at her is enough to make her relax and soothe the small sob that escapes from her lips at the loss as I pull out leaving her painfully empty.
Without wasting time, I sit back on my heels, dragging the shorter end of the toy through my folds until I'm sure that it is slick enough before bringing it lower to my opening. It takes a couple of thrusts since I'm not yet used to the size, but eventually it slids completely inside.
Piper's eyes are on me for the entire time, looking intently every movement; her hands gripping my thighs and her nails digging lightly in my skin when the blunt rounded end pops inside me, allowing the shaft to rest perfectly in place.
My hand - the one still slick with Piper's sweet juices - wraps around the thick shaft almost automatically giving a few testing pumps to coat it in her wetness and make sure that is resting in place, but the gesture has also a certain effect on Piper, who starts shifting uncomfortably on her spot, trying to press her legs together in an attempt to contain the throb of need that I know she is feeling between them.
The hunger in her look is so intense that is almost paralyzing, and when her eyes continue their travel up to my body it becomes even more powerful, especially when our gazes finally meet, and I notice the flickering flames of love and adoration burning brighter than the ones of desire and need into her endless blue pools.
We lean in at the same time, capturing each other's lips in a kiss that holds immense gentleness but also promises and passion as it inevitably escalates into something more demanding.
It's a dance that we have played many times. And even if the rhythm and the way she moves her hands over my body or duels with my tongue have become quite familiar, it always feels somehow new each time. My body always hums with sparks of pleasure like it did the very first time, but now my heart only beats faster and harder in my chest with the overwhelming sentiment that lives in there for her.
We could go on for hours, but I know that our bodies won't let us. Not like this. The need is too much to be ignored or delayed, and Piper has already been patient enough.
If only I would have known sooner, I think with a note of regret, I would have fucked her senseless until she was completely satisfied and contently spent.
But luckily it's never too late for that. And I have every intention to make that happen tonight.
I pull her closer to me, swallowing her moan of surprise at the sudden, possessive movement, and when she feels the hard shaft pressed against her she shudders with excitement, melting in my arms.
"Alex..." My name escapes once again, this time like a plea in between a few wet kisses, and the edge of disperation in her voice isn't certainly lost on me.
"It's okay babe." I reassure her softly before leaving a trail of kisses along her jaw. "I got you. Now turn over..."
The way she shivers against me and moans at my words makes me clench tightly around the short end of the toy causing the shaft between my legs to twitch.
She obeys more than eagerly, turning around to press her back against my front and then bringing a hand up to cup the back of my neck, tugging gently to pull me down for one more kiss. And how could I ever deny such request? The tenderness of the gesture contrasts just beautifully with our current, incredibly sensual position as I teasingly rock my hips forward to drag the thick shaft resting between us against her backside.
The kiss ends too soon, leaving my lips tingling with the faint taste of her distinctive sweetness as she pulls back, but the way she bends forward to rest on her hands and knees without diverting her gaze from mine is a show so delicious that is more than enough to make up for the loss of the warmth of her mouth.
"Jesus Pipes..." I can't even help the groan that falls from my lips as my hands come up of their own will to rest on the swell of her hips, stroking the soft skin there, following the elegant curves of her waist and then returning down to slowly run my thumbs over the lovely dimples at the base of her spine.
She is so beautiful.
Every inch of her.
It's something that never fails to surprise me as I drink in every detail I come across until my gaze returns lower and I find myself leaning back a little to have an even better look at the mouth-watering prize that is waiting for me between her legs.
Her outer lips are parted.
Rosy.
Swollen.
Completely glistening in her thick slick juices.
And if the sight isn't already enough to make the shaft between my legs twitch repeatedly as my inner muscles clench with desire around the shorter end of the toy resting inside me, when I notice a clear drop of wetness gushing out from her opening and running down her length until it stops right above the exposed, sensitive tip of her clit making it shine like a pearl, it's the last thing that I can take.
I cup her center protectively. Feeling the intensity of the heat emanating from her, the hard, sensitive point of her clit pressed against my palm, and even if the pressure offered by my touch isn't enough to give her the relief that she needs, it earns me a small moan of approval anyway. A soft sound that becomes louder when I start to run my fingers for all her length teasing her folds apart and then returning up to press my fingertips against the tight ring of muscles at her entrance.
Much to Piper's delight, I don't keep her waiting, slipping inside of her in one smooth, gentle thrust and when I notice that she has taken two of my fingers without any problem I decide to add a third one. This time she hisses ever so slightly at the stretch as the widest part of my knuckles push gently forward, but eventually, when I have slid completely in, a loud moan fills the air and she rocks her hips back to try to get me deeper as I hook against her front wall, feeling the sweet spot there already swollen with need.
She is ready.
More than ready.
I can pratically feel her pulsing around me, and it is all I need to feel. I give a couple of slow pumps before, reluctantly, I pull my fingers out, slowly, running soothing circle on her lower back with my other hand when I hear a few whimpers of protests coming from her as she tries to push her hips back, tightening her inner muscles to keep me inside, but the reassurance and the promise in my touch makes her relax and at the same time it makes her shiver with anticipation.
I wrap my hand around the thick shaft standing proudly between my legs and give a few strokes to coat it with even more of her slick juices. I don't think she will have any kind of problem taking me, but I know that she is still slightly sore from last night, and the last thing I want is for her to feel uncomfortable or experience any kind of pain during this.
I place my hand on the inside of her thigh, a wordless request that is immediately answered as she spreads her legs a little further to make some more space for me, and once she is settled comfortably I close the last inches that are separating us. My hands still wrapped around the shaft, keeping the toy in place as I drag the blunt tip through her soaked folds a couple of times, deliberately nudging delicately her clit to enjoy the new rounds of shivers that run up her spine and the breathy moans that escapes from her lips at each repetition before I pull back to line up with her pulsing opening.
I have to keep her still to prevent her from rocking her hips back and take me with one thrust, listening to her whimpers of protest when I don't sink inside of her already.
Even this time, her eagerness doesn't fail in spreading a smirk across my I would have teased her patience for a little longer, but this time, to my immense surprise, I am the one who is the most impatient of the two.
Something about her, about taking her like this, is simply driving me insane.
I start to push, slowly, guiding the shaft inside of her. The widest part of the head catches a little and she tenses for a moment, but a few tender reassuring strokes on her thigh and a small adjustment seem to be more than enough to make her relax once again, enough that at my next gentle thrust the blunt head pops in, earning me a small cry of relief.
I admire with a combination of fascination and growing arousal the way her swollen, rosy outer lips part to accept me in as I push my hips forward, slowly, an inch at the time.
She is tight.
Incredibly so.
It's hard to ignore the part of me that is actually screaming to bury myself inside of her for the rest of the way and start thrusting when my mind goes back to imagine how it would be like feel that silky heat wrapped tightly around me, fluttering with need. But I hold back.
Doesn't matter how much I want to give into temptation. Instead, I focus on Piper, listening closely to her body, giving her all the time she needs to get used to my size in this position, being as gentle and reassuring as I have been last night.
But I don't have to wait for too long. Soon, my thighs press against the back of hers and with one final thrust I look down and realize that I'm already resting all the way deep inside of her.
"Oh God..." The moan comes out strangled from her throat, and even if luckily there isn't the smallest note of pain in it I can't help but ask softly "You okay kid?"
I run my hands up and down her sides in a slow, soothing motions, following the curve of her waist as I fight against myself to keep my hips still.
She nods shakily "God, y-yes..." and when she turns her head to look at me over her shoulder, not only I see the sincerity of her words, but also the thick fog of lust that is already clouding eyes, turning them into a shade of blue so dark that makes them almost look black.
My inner muscles clench in front of this sight, the hold that I have on her waist tightens and my hips buck forward of their own will in an attempt to seek some kind of purchase for my hard clit against the seat of the shaft. But all of this is nothing compared to what I feel spreading inside me when, with those dark eyes remaining fixed on me, and with the most seductive voice I didn't even know she possesed, she whispers a low, breathless "Fuck me, Alex."
Jesus.
Fucking.
Christ.
A low, dangerous growl rumbles in my chest as a warm shiver crawls up my spine.
She is going to kill me some day, I swear. And her words and those lust filled looks will be more than enough to strike a deadly blow.
Even if she has tried to make it sound like a command, the way she says my name at the end, the light plea in it isn't certainly lost on me. And maybe it's exactly this, the combination of need and vulnerability in her voice that turns out to be my undoing. Whatever it is, it breaks the thick chains of control that I was keeping locked tightly around myself to prevent from start thrusting before she was ready. But this is more than enough consent for me.
She wants me to lose control. This is why she has chosen this position in the first place, so that she would have been more vulnerable, more exposed to me. So that I would have to keep her in place to go deeper and force her to take each one of my thrusts and every single inch of the thick shaft. The only thought makes me impossibly aroused, and now that she is ready I finally can do much more than just imagining it.
I place my hands on her hips and start pumping inside of her. It starts slowly, testing the motion, and once I've seen that the shaft remains perfectly in place even in this position, I start thrusting harder. Faster. And Piper shows her approval with groans and moans that grow in intensity and that fit so well with the slapping sound of my thighs colliding over and over against the back of hers.
She takes me in easily, eagerly, but pulling out is always harder, she is already tightening around me, trying to keep me deep inside her. But I give her something even better than the simple fullness. I grip her hips more tightly, changing the direction and the rhythm of my thrusts, seeking for something, and I know that I have found it in the moment she screams, throwing her head back.
"Oh Fuck! Oh God... Alex! Yes!"
I repeat the movement with a satisfied smirk tugging at my lips as I slam against her front wall, and the result is always the same. Her screams and pants fill the air and I would do anything to see her features contort and then smooth with pleasure, admire the flush on her face spreading further down her neck and chest, see her lips part to release small breathless gasps...
But I can't, so I look at the rest of her body instead. Admiring the way her hair falls like golden strands over her shoulders whenever she throws her head back, the way she fists the sheets in a grip so powerful that her I know the muscles in her forearms must be cramping, and the way her lower back arches to offer herself further to me, as an unconscious invitation to give her everything I have.
And I do.
My thrusts become more confident and I take her harder, deeper, faster, but never overstepping that limit that I have established, mindful of her soreness.
The angle that I have chosen proves to be pleasant for her as much is for me. With each pump of my hips in fact I can't only put pressure right against the sweet spot on her front wall, but I can also feel the seat of the shaft rub against me, making my clit throb with need every time I bury myself deep inside of her. And the deeper I go, the more she likes it, so much that she starts to meet each one of my thrusts, pushing her hips back against me, taking me in to the hilt and adding a sharp rotation.
It's a dirty little trick and I know what she is trying to do. She wants to make me come, wants to feel me come resting deep inside of her before I'm even ready. She is perceptive, and I know that she has probably already noticed how my grip around her hips has become more firm and possessive, or the way my breathing is becoming more shallow with ever passing second. And when she repeats the movement another time, I know that the loud groan that tears from my throat is the confirmation that she needed to hear. My hips jerks forward, trying to put more pressure against my throbbing clit and at the same time forcing more of the thick shaft inside of her, much to Piper's approval, who screams her pleasure to the ceiling.
Part of me wants to punish her for teasing me like that, but apparently my body has other ideas.
I pump my hips even harder and with a sudden surge of strength I wrap my arm around her waist to pull her up, pressing her against me so that I'm spooning her into a sitting position. She yelps at the unexpected change, but the only sounds that leave her lips as she understand my intention are even louder moans of approval as she melts against my front.
"Oh Alex!" She breathes, reaching back to seek some contact with my skin, placing one hand on my thigh while the other finds a place of the back of my neck. The contrast in her touch is enough to send me wild, because while her nails dig deep into the skin of my thigh, the other hand shows nothing but pure gentleness as she slids her fingers through my hair massaging my scalp.
It's a combination that only reiforces what all of this is about; passion and need rolled up and coming out with waves of warmth and deep affection.
When she tugs lightly at the back of my head as if seeking for a consent to bring me closer for a kiss, I can only respond running my hand up to her neck, urging her to turn her head for those last couple of inches. Our lips meet in a deep kiss that, even if it's a little unfocused because of the jolts of my thrusts, it's a connection that we both desire too much to give up.
What a few seconds ago has been a slightly rough treatment, has turned into something much more tender, yet always heated, always keeping that flame that belongs to us in these moments burning ardently.
I stroke her flat abdomen with my other hand, feeling the muscles there twitch under her sweaty skin before continuing my travel up to gently cup one of her breasts.
Try to control the movement of my hips is becoming more difficult with every passing second, and not only because of the new position or because of the first signs of exertion that are making the muscles on my thighs tremble, those meaningless details are ignorable, but the persistent ache between my legs is not, and it is making me pump my hips in a shorter, broken rhythm, feeling the blunt end of the toy resting inside me shifts with each thrusts, hitting that delicious spot on my front wall over and over again as my hardened clit drags in the most perfect way along the base of the shaft.
It's only at this point, only when I feel my inner muscles pulse persistently that I realize how close to the edge I am, and just when realization hits me, Piper breaks the kiss, panting for air and moaning in a way that I recognize all too well.
"G-God, A-alexplease... I'm going to- I-I need-"
The broken sentence confirms what I already suspected and she doesn't have to complete it to tell me what she needs. I can feel it. In the way she rocks back against me, trembling, panting and feeling how tightly she is clutching at the shaft every time I push inside.
I don't offer her an answer, I'm too far gone to form one, instead I gather all my forces to focus on the last shred of coordination I have left to bring my hand between her legs and stroke the hard, swollen, twitching bud of her clit.
A wordless scream tears from her throat at the first contact, and even if my touch is broken and frantic across the sensitive bud of nerves, the pressure of my fingers combined with the head of the shaft hitting over and over the sweet spot on her front wall, is more than enough to give her what she needs.
Her entire body goes rigid.
Her inner walls clamp impossibly tightly around me.
And after just another couple of stokes she comes.
Screaming my name so loudly that my ears ring.
Digging her nails into the flesh of my leg so hard that it makes me hiss in pain.
But I love it. And I love all of it even more when the first powerful jet of her release spills from deep inside of her to paint my hand, running down our thighs and soaking the sheets beneath us.
Her orgasm is explosive.
So intense that I can barely hold her up against me as waves of warmth splash all over my hand making my movement even more slippery.
A low growl rumbles deep into my chest at the sensation and something inside me suddenly snaps.
I start fucking her harder through her release, holding her tightly against me, going deeper, wanting to draw every drop she has for me, feeling the whisper of the tugs running along the shaft as her inner muscles flutters over and over around me.
I thought I could handle it. But suddenly the combination of sensations is just too much, overwhelming. My hips find their own rhythm, a selfish rhythm that gives me the pressure I crave for in the most delightful way.
The blunt head of the toy inside me is hooked just so perfectly against my front wall, and with the seat of the shaft rubbing against my throbbig clit, I can't hold back anymore.
Two thrusts.
That's all I need.
I barely find the strength to pump my hips forward one last time, burying myself as deep as I can inside of her, and a split second later I come.
Every muscle in my body tenses and I remain breathless for what seems like an eternity as the first wave of my pleasure hits me with devastating force. My inner walls squeeze down, my eyes flutter shut and I have to bite down of her shoulder to muffle the screams of my pleasure as my body shakes uncontrollably.
In all the blurr and fever of the glorious moment I still somehow been able to keep moving my fingers over her clit, and even if I'm not particularly surprised to feel another jet of warmth gushing out of her as her body convulses a second time and another scream fills the room, it pleases me immensely, and the sensation intensifies my orgasm a thousand times, making it last longer.
The apex of my climax coincide with the beginning of her second one, and we come together.
I ignore the way the muscles in my thighs and ass burn with extertion as I pump into her until neither of the two have nothing left to give, until I feel the last few spurts of her release hit my fingers, the strong contractions of my inner muscles turn into weak pulses around the shorter end of the toy resting inside me, and until the light tugs that I can feel running up along the shaft stop and everything tapers off into aftershock as we start to come down from our shared peak.
"My God, Alex..." Piper is the first to speak in between our pants. Her voice coming out ragged and low after all the screaming, but filled with awe and delightfulness as she hums running her fingers through my hair. A comforting loving touch that fits just so perfectly after our intense round of burning passion.
I can't help but chuckle as I regain my breathing, planting a few soft kisses along her sweaty neck and jaw, listening to her soft purrs of delight.
"Mmh, have I ever told you how amazing you are?"
Seeing her like this is just as gratifying as the powerful release I'm just starting to recover from. She is still wrapped in the afterglow, sounding still intoxicated with the echo of her pleasure, but I know that the things she says are not only guided by simple lust.
"I believe you may have mentioned that once or twice, yes." I answer at last with a heavy note of amusement in my voice. "But you are more than welcome to remember it to me whenever you want kid." I encourage her only half jokingly.
Truth is that hearing her saying that, and knowing that she doesn't mean it exclusively about our sexual performances, makes my heart flutter with sentiment every damn time.
She chuckles along with me and then turns her head as much as she can in this position to look at me with a bright loving smile, sparkling blue eyes and the most flattering shade of pink warming her cheeks.
"You are amazing Alex," She repeats softly stroking the back of my neck. "You are perfect."
I'm far from perfect, but before I can even open my mouth to protest she continues, her voice lowers of a few tones as she whispers against my lips. "...and I want you again."
To emphasize her words she rocks her hips back and it's only now that I realize that we are still joined, that I'm still completely buried deep inside of her.
A small groan escapes from my lips at the sensation and my eyes flutter shut for a moment and when they open once again, I immediately notice the return of that flame of desire flickering in Piper's endless pools under the love that I always see lying in there.
"You can have me for the whole night babe..." I whisper back brushing my lips against hers, feeling her shiver against me at the sincerity in my voice.
This time she answers me with something even better than words as she tugs gently at the back of my neck, bringing me closer to let our lips close against the ones of the other's in a kiss filled with infinite tenderness and devotion.
It starts so soft and gentle that I feel my chest constrict and my heart ache, ready to burst with sentiment. No one but her has ever been able to have me hot, horny, bothered and driven by lust one minute and manage to turn me into this mushy softy version of myself the next.
She has this power on me that I'll never understand, but it comforts me that on the other hand, I have just an equal powerful effect on her too.
The kiss grows more demanding, less innocent but never losing its softness, and when we break apart for air after a few more minutes I feel my lips tingle at the loss of the warmth of her mouth. The current one isn't exactly the best position for kissing but I'm unable to renounce to the feeling of her soft skin under my lips, so I start leaving a trail of kisses down her neck and spine as I guide her on the bed once again, running my hands over her front and feeling her sudder and moan softly with anticipation at the silent promise that I hold in my touch.
I give our bodies a few more moments to recover from our previous climax as she settles comfortably on the bed resting on her hands and knees just like a few minutes ago.
The thick shaft is still embedded deeply inside of her, still stretching her so deliciously and offering me a view that is nothing less than mouth-watering.
I start thrusting only when I'm sure that she is ready to go, pulling back till just the thick head is resting inside of her and then thrust back in, slowly, listening to the gasped moan of approval that leaves her lips as I fill her completely once again.
This time we takes it much slower than before, despite the desire for more that I can feel burning inside me I know that we are both still a little sensitive, and I take advantage of the occasion to experiment with different directions for my thrusts, to listen even more closely to the sounds she makes like the way her breath catches in her throat whenever I push in a little deeper, of the little shaky gasps that fall from her lips everytime I hit that spot on her front wall with the head of the toy.
After our previous round she feels so well used, the thick shaft splitting her open slides inside very smoothly, yet, whenever I pull out I always find that small resistance as her inner muscles flutter and clench with jealousy, stubbornly trying to keep me there, only to hear her moan more loudly each time I pump inside.
"Oh Alex, so good... S-so good. So full. P-pleasemore..."
I love being able to litterally fuck her ability to talk properly out of her, it makes my chest swell with a strange sense of pride knowing exactly how eloquent she is most of the times, and it only makes me desire to hear those sounds and broken sentences fall from her lips over and over again, mesmerized by her voice just like I'm mesmerized by the rest of her as I let my eyes roam over every inch of creamy skin I can see from this position while I keep fucking her. Slowly. deeply.
She looks even more beautiful than a few minutes ago, I think admiring the body in front of me.
The thin layer of sweat is making her skin glow under the flickering flames of the candles scattered around the room and it makes her look even more exquisite, accentuating the curves of her waist, the sensual swell of her hips, showing the light definition of the muscles at each side of her spine every time she arches her back, rocking her hips against me to meet my thrusts.
A low groan rumbles in my chest and I find myself pumping to go just a little deeper, a gesture that earns me a delicious gasp of pleasure.
My gaze continues to travel lower, past the two lovely dimples on her lower back, where my attention is caught by the couple of fingers shaped bruises that I have left on her hips, until my eyes returns on the shaft of the toy that I'm using to fill her over and over, admiring the way it glistens with more of her juices each time I pull out. She is so open, so swollen and she takes me in till the hilt so exquisitely.
I follow the slightly curved line of her spine with my hands, feeling her shudder at the whispered touch of my fingertips the lower I go until my hands settle on the nice swell of her ass, stroking the soft skin and squeezing the hard muscle of her cheek. I'm almost tempted to land a slap there, knowing the high cry that it would earn me, but before I can consider better the idea, she shifts in her position pushing her ass just a little further in the air.
I don't know if it's an invitation or if it's really her need to find a better position, but as soon as that part of her that I have neglected is revealed even better to me, a new need swells inside of me, combined with a strange but powerful sense of possessiveness at the opportunity.
I can hear the way her breath hitches in her throat as I slowly approach that particularly sensitive spot and I know that she has already understood my intention even before I can reach it, but once I do it and I place the pad of my thumb against her other tight opening, the delicate pressure that I apply is enough to make her gasps with a sense of anticipation as she tenses just a little before relaxing back as soon as I start running my thumb back and forth, slowly, coating the tight entrance with the juices of her release that are still covering my entire hand.
She shivers, moans, and this time, when she leans a little more on her arms and rocks her hips back taking me inside to the hilt I know that is a consent, a request for more that she can't vocalize at the moment. But it's more than enough for me.
I know how much she enjoys this, and I would be lying if I said that I don't enjoy doing this just as much. I love it, actually. And I love the reaction that I can pull from her whenever we go this far. It makes the same strange sense of possessiveness flare inside of me every damn time.
I keep thrusting inside of her with precise, slow, long strokes; it's a rhythm that is less needy than before but that by the way she moans and shivers with each pump I know she is finding it just as gratifying, and now that I can combine it with something else, I know she is going to love it even more.
Once I'm sure that she is slick enough I remove my thumb, replacing it with my middle finger. The small change is enough to get her attention and when she turns her head to look at me over her shoulder... There it is. The last consent that I need to see, the loud plea in her dark lust filled eyes that contrasts so perfectly with the adorable shade of pink that is spreading all over her beautiful young face.
We have done this before. Many times. Yet a trace of embarassment is always there to warm her cheeks whevener we do this. It's kind of entertaining actually and the only thought always makes me smile.
I start to press forward and thanks to the extra slickness she is coated in, the first inch of my finger slips inside without meeting any kind of resistance.
But it's not the clinging heat that I find inside of her that has me groan and buck my hips forward to bury more of the shaft into her tight pussy, or the thought of taking her so deeply and intimately that hits me with a powerful wave of arousal in my lower abdomen... It's the look on Piper's face as I slowly and carefully slid in till my first knuckle. The way her eyes roll into the back of her head, the way her mouth falls open as she stops breathing and her face contorts first with a shade of light discomfort but that is immediately replaced by a look of pure bliss as a different kind of pleasure assaults her.
"Oh God... A-Alex-" She sobs quietly, trembling, overwhelmed by the sensations.
"It's okay Pipes," I reassure her, stilling the movement of my hips as I stroke affectionately her lower back with my other hand. "I got you."
At my words she looks back at me with so much trust and sentiment that it makes my heart ache.
Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever be able to vocalize the depth of the sentiment I feel for this young woman. There are times where a simple I love you doesn't seem enough to express what I constantly feel beating in my heart for Piper...
I offer her comfort as she gets accustomed to the new intrusion, and eventually she is the one who pushes back against me, giving her consent and inviting me to reasume the motion of my hips with that simple gesture. And so I do.
I reasume pumping my hips forward, going deep and increasing the rhythm. Sighs of relief and groans of pleasure fall from her lips at each thrust; the deeper I go, the louder they get, alterning between strangled moans and breathless gasps, depending on how much pression I put on her front wall as I slowly start moving my finger in and out of her other tight opening, driving her crazy with desire in a matter of a few short minutes.
And she isn't the only one.
Feel her wrapped so tightly around me, pulsing around me and feeling the shaft move in and out of her through that thin barrier is almost enough to make me lose control, and it certainly doesn't help the fact that just as I manage to slid my finger completely in till my knuckle she starts begging me in between pants.
"Please Alex, please more- I-I n-need you."
The need in her voice as she sobs matches the one of her body.
Part of me wants to make her say it, have her ask for it explicitly, but it would be too much for her right now and I can't deny her what she needs, nor I can't deny it to me.
There is no need for me to restrain myself when she is so already so desperate, begging me, willing to take everything I have to give her and then some.
I swallow, thickly. A lame attempt to calm my racing heart and control the excitement that is growing esponentially in me as I stroke the small of her back with my other hand.
"Relax Pipes..." It's all I manage to say. But it's enough. She obeys, melting at the softness in my voice and feeling the tension leave her body as I slowly pull my finger back until is almost completely out before I add another one, pressing against her opening with my index.
I'm grateful that she is she still slick with her juices, it makes the delicate movement of penetrating her even more smooth but especially less uncomfortable for Piper.
She is so relaxed that she accepts the tips of my two fingers inside of her very easily, feeling her tense up just a little when the usual part of my knuckles catches for a moment. She whimpers clenching instinctively around me, but I soothe her quiet sobs with a few sweet reassuring words, stroking her lower back and pumping my hips to give her a pleasant distraction from the hint of discomfort. It works. She relaxes once again, moaning softly as I pump the shaft in and out of her deliberately chosing that particular motion to hit that spot against her front wall, and before we can even realize it I have slid completely in, buried into her tight ass till my knuckles.
"Oh God," She gasps breathlessly. "My God Al... So full. So good." Her voice shakes a little, overwhelmed by the sensations, but she isn't the only one.
"Fuck Pipes," I curse through a low groan before swallowing thickly. "You feel amazing."
And she does. She really does. Clinging heat is litterally all I can feel wrapped around me as her muscles pull tight, trying to milk the shaft buried deeply in her pussy and my fingers in a wordless, yet loud request to start moving.
I don't need anything else.
I start to move my fingers in and out of her just by a few inches while I pump my hips in a more confident rhythm, already feeling the whisper of my climax approaching and wondering for how long I will be able to keep going, only to realize that maybe I won't need to hold back for long given the way Piper is already starting to shake beneath me, meeting my thrusts as her moans keeps growing of intensity.
Those sounds of pleasure feed the fire burning within me, making me clench my jaw as I set an even faster rhythm, slamming more forcefully inside her, making her take every inch of the thick shaft that is already splitting her open, and soon, those sounds turn into authentic cries as she screams her approval, begging me to go faster, deeper, harder calling my name over and over like in a prayer, shamelessly lifting her ass in the air, completely offering herself to me as she leans forward pressing her upper part against the bed, no longer able to keep the rest of her weight on her trembling arms, resting her head against the pillows as she screams her pleasure, and even if her cries come out partially muffled, they are still so loud that I'm surprised the entire building isn't shaking.
"You like this don't you?" I ask unable to resist the temptation seeing her so vulnerable, completely at my mercy. "Being filled in two places at once." To emphasize my words I push my fingers deeper inside of her ass, ripping another scream from her throat.
"God yes! Yes!" She is too far gone to feel embarassed now, too intoxicated by the pleasure coursing through her body. Feeling her clench more tightly around me every time I go to pull out.
She is so near the edge that I know she might fall at any moment now. Yet, it looks like she is holding back.
"I can feel how close you are." I say to her rotating my hips as I slam inside, once again hitting that same sensitive spot. "You are about to come, aren't you?"
And it is only now, only when she sobs a loud yes that I understand what it is that she needs.
"Then do it." I growl trying to push aside my need for a few seconds longer. The words coming out more on instict that anything else. "Come for me Pipes."
That's it.
The permission that even she wasn't aware she needed to hear until this moment; the extra push that combined with my harsh thrusts and with the feeling of my fingers stretching her other opening as I slid more slowly in and out her, sends her flying over the edge.
Her entire body tenses for a heartbeat before she falls.
And then I feel it.
My reward.
The first powerful flood of wetness that gushes out of her and splashes against my lower abdome and thighs soaking even more the already drenched sheets beneath us. Even for her is a pretty fucking impressive amount.
I keep fucking her through her violent contractions for as long as I can but feeling the warm jets of her release spill over and over to paint my skin and run down my thighs is too much.
I stop trying to fight it and let the pressure inside me burst free.
With all the strength I have left I pump my hips forward one last time burying myself inside of her till the hilt.
I come calling her name.
Dragging my throbbing clit along the seat of the shaft and feeling my inner muscles clench over and over around the shorter end of the toy. Grateful that I have her hip to hold into with my free hand because I'm sure that otherwise I would crash right against her back.
It seems to go on forever. Every time that I think my orgasm is tapering off a new wave assaults me just like a new spurt of warmth gushes out of her, until she has given me everything she has and my inner muscles are fluttering weakly with aftershock.
I wait a few more seconds before I decide to pull out of her as gently as I can. The shaft slids out easily as I pull my hips back and a small flood of her wetness follows me, but I'm more concerned about my fingers. Even if her contractions have faded into small occasional twitches she is still tight around me, but a few gentle whispers and comforting strokes are more than enough to distract her and make her relax as I pull out very slowly, soothing the small whimpers that escapes from her lips - more in protest than discomfort - and soon I'm completely out, registering no trace of pain in her.
It is only when I'm sure that she is okay that I allow myself to feel the burning of exertion in my muscle, the way my legs are shake, and when I'm right to the point of thinking that I can't hold myself up anymore, the feeling of Piper's warm solid body pressed against my front as she pulls herself up keeps me in place; and the sweet whispered words of affection that she says in between feather light kisses that she starts leaving in every spot her lips can reach from this position as she slowly turns to face me, bring me back to the world in the most beautiful and gentle way.
"You okay kid?" I manage to ask at last as the ability to talk returns to me. My words are slurred but it is difficult to focus when my ears are still ringing and my head feels incredibly dizzy. For once Piper isn't the one who is having trouble with the recover. But I'm not surprised, this round has been particularly intense.
She chuckles at my question, aware of my still confused state. "I was just asking you the same question Al..."
"I am..." I reassure her, finally feeling a little strength return to me as I open my eyes to look at her. "But I'm more concerned about you. I mean..." I pause thinking about how to put the words together as I remember getting a little carried away. "I've been a little rough... I didn't hurt you, did I?" I ask with a hint of panic in my voice. But it's a fear that she soothe immediately shaking her head and smiling reassuringly at me as she cups my cheeks.
"You didn't hurt me Alex. You did everything I wanted. You were wonderful... And I'm feeling simply amazing."
This time I'm the one who chuckles as a small blush creeps up her cheeks and I can pratically hear what she is thinking before she actually asks it.
"Do you think we could..." Her voice trails off as she diverts her gaze for a moment.
"I mean if you feel like-"
"-going again?" I conclude for her lifting suggestively my eyebrows. I'm still recovering, but I already know that in a few minutes I'll be more than ready for a third round. "I told you kid, we can go on for all night if you want."
"N-no. I mean y-yes... I-I mean-" She shakes her head, groaning in frustration and I'm a little confused, but witnessing a rambling Piper is always an incredibly entertaining sight that makes me grin every time. "I was going to suggest..." She continues then before biting her lower lip and looking up at me with a furious blush covering her beautiful young face. "...there is something I think I would like to try with you and this new toy, Al."
The bright blush that is even deepening and spreading down her neck as she bites her lower lip should be enough to make me understand what she is refering to, but when her gaze shifts to look at my hand - the one that has just been inside of her - resting near her backside, my eyes widen as realization about what she would like to try sinks into me.
"Oh..."
She nods biting her bottom lip. "I mean I would never ask- we don't hav-" But before she can conclude I lean in to press my lips against hers in a tender kiss, silencing her doubt.
"We will." I whisper at last as I pull back, trying not to appear too eager at the idea, but I know that the mix of excitement and nervousness is showing all over my face despite my best efforts. "As long as you want and feel ready for it." I say with a more serious but always light and reassuring tone.
"I... I think am..." She answers and I see the sincerity of her words in her eyes. "But are you sure Al?" She asks still somehow shyly for futher confirmation but noticing the way her eyes have widened with excitement despite the blush of embarassment that is still warming her cheeks.
"I would experiment everything with you Piper." I admit sincerely with a nod, and this earns me that particular adorable, timid smile that she reserves only for me. "Just give me a minute to clean up a little, okay? I'll be back soon." I promise giving her as she gives me a few more kisses before I get up and head towards the bathroom with my heart already starting to race with a sense of anticipation in my chest.
Maybe we will really go on for the entire night, I think trying to contain my smile as an old pleasant, delicious hint of nervousness settles in my stomach.