Jamie's POV:
I arched my back, moaning softly. Leon's exploration of my body mirrored by my exploration of his. I massaged the strong muscles of his back and his shoulders, reveling in their smoothness, in their strength, in their warmth. His hands touched my thigh, gently parting my legs, stroking my inner thigh, moving to touch me, parting the lips. I felt him hesitate. I looked into his deep brown eyes and in them saw an insecurity that surprised me. I took his hand and guided him. Leon's fingers gently touched the slippery wetness, he groaned as he felt me flex my muscles. I placed his fingertips against the tight bud of my clitoris. Soon, he was stroking me, moving his fingers in tight circles, pulling gently on the tight bud of my clit all on his own. My eyes fluttered as he slipped one finger inside of me and then two, moving them in and out, slowly.
"Oh God... That feels so good." I moaned.
"You feel so good." Leon said, kissing me in response, continuing to touch me, adding pressure now.
My moans became more frequent as his hands became more insistent. My back arched as I felt the familiar tingle building inside. The velvet walls of my vagina clamping down on his fingers, trying to pull him farther and farther into me. I could feel my thighs beginning to twitch. My hands fumbled for the buttons on his Levi's, I found it hard to concentrate, but I wanted him in me now. Not his fingers, but his cock.
I finally was able to strip the buttons down and plunged my hands his pants, searching for his cock, wrapping my hands around him, stroking him. He moaned as I rolled him onto his back, still gripping him in my hand. Kissing his lips, his face, his chin, moving to his neck, I nibbled near his collar bone.
"Oh, stop... That tickles." Leon said, his face contorting as I rubbed my thumb over the swollen head of his cock, flicking the slit gently with my fingernail. "I don't know how much more I can take..."
"I wouldn't want the fun to end too soon, would I?" I said, moving between his legs. "Should I stop, really?"
"No, carry on." Leon said, his hands sliding up and down my arms, taking my long hair into his hands and draping it over one shoulder.
"I plan on it." I said, leaning forward, my hair moving softly over his body. I supported myself on my hands and knees, kissing down his body, licking him, sucking his nipples. His breath sped up as I assaulted his small nipples, they became harder and harder. He had never in his life ever been so aroused.
I began a trail of kisses moving lower and lower as I massaged his body, touching his sides, his hips, his legs, sweeping my hair over him. I swept my hard nipples through his pubic hair, my hands gliding over his thighs. As he began to moan, I moved my hands to his cock, pressing my hands together, holding him there, gently rolling him back and forth.
I snaked my tongue out, touching tip of my tongue to his weeping slit. He moaned again. "Do you like that?"
"Ye...yes..." he stammered. "Please..."
I moved my hands away from his cock and leaned back, running the flat of my tongue along the bottom of his hard on. Taking him into my mouth, I swirled my tongue around the swollen head, my tongue exploring the ridges. He tasted sweet and sweaty, his natural musk filling my nostrils. I held the swollen head between my lips, my tongue teasing it, sucking it, drawing even more blood into it.
Leon's hips bucked involuntarily and I moved him deeper into my mouth, sucking harder. He began to pump his hips, raising to meet my mouth. I grasped his hard on at the base, moving my head faster and harder now. His fingers wrapped through my long hair. I stopped, moving up and down, plunging down as far as I could go. He gasped as he felt his cock hit the back of my throat. I took him out of my mouth, giving him long, wet, slow, sucking kisses along the length of his shaft.
I smiled up at him, one hand holding his hard cock and one hand caressing his balls, squeezing him gently. I moved my hands away from him and just admired what I had created.
"Jamie..."
"Yes?" I said leaning forward and kissing him. My oral exploration of him had aroused me. I wanted more. I wanted to feel him inside of me. I wanted to join with him in the way that only a man and a woman can. I wanted to be a part of him. I wanted it all. "I want you..."
I raised up and placed a leg on either side of his body, straddling him. I took his hardness and slid the condom he handed to me, down over his shaft, and then touched it to myself, rubbing it through my considerable wetness. I placed him against my greedy opening, lowering myself onto him inch by glorious inch. He moaned at the velvet tightness enveloping him. As I threw my head back in ecstasy, he reached up and gently ran his thumbs over my nipples. I arched my back, grinding myself down onto him, the walls of my pussy tightening around him.
"Oh god!" Leon moaned, grasping my hips, grinding me down against him.
My breath whistled in and out of my lips. Soon, I was making small hiccuping sounds as I bounced up and down on him. He pushed himself into me, moving deeper and deeper into me. I began to move my hips up and down, rotating in small circles. His wonderful hardness was enveloped fully.
Leon moaned softly, watching as he disappeared inside of me. "Oh yes. Oh God, yes!"
I knew this wasn't love, but it sure felt perfect.
"Oh..." I moaned, lowering my mouth to his.
Our bodies bathed in sweat, they glowed like on fire. We moved together, quickly finding a perfect rhythm, performing a perfect horizontal dance. He began to move faster, driving deeper. His breath was becoming ragged, forced, taking shallow fast breaths, panting in and out. His face was incandescent, glowing with it's own inner light. He bit down on his bottom lip, his back arching as I tried to pull him all the way up into me. As he wrapped his arms around me, I realized how easily I could get used to having him around all the time.
I wanted to crawl under his skin and stay there forever, I could live beneath his breastbone become a part of his heart, a part of him.
He kissed me, biting my bottom lip. Suddenly, I sat up grinding down as hard as I could onto Leon, as I was quickly reaching the inevitable.
"Leon, I'm going to cum!" I said grabbing onto his upper arms, the muscles in my thighs twitching as the orgasm built.
"Oh God..." Leon said, feeling the familiar pull as his own orgasm built.
He reached out, finding my hands, threading his fingers through mine. I grasped at his hand compulsively, feeling the intoxicating climax of their joining. His body became rigid, his grip on my hands becoming almost painful. He groaned, thrusting hard one last time before filling the condom with stream after stream of his hot cum.
The surge of wetness sent me tumbling over the edge of orgasm, my body trembling as wave after wave of pleasure pulsated through my body. Leon reached up and pulled me down towards his chest. He gently smoothed his fingers over my cheek as the last of my shudders ripped through my body, his now spent cock sliding out of me.
He grasped my shoulders, pulling me to his lips, his tongue entering my mouth, kissing me with passion, with urgency, with an intensity only matched by mine. He wrapped his strong arms around me, holding me close to his warm, dewy body, crushing my breasts into his chest, our hearts racing.
"You are amazing." Leon said, kissing my lips, my nose, my eyelids, my chin.
"You're not so bad yourself." I said snuggling into his shoulder. He smelled so good, so real, so boylike. "Leon, I think you have given me a memorable event."
Mia's POV:
I couldn't sleep. Maybe I was too wired or something, but there was no way I'd be able to sleep.
I pulled on sweatpants and a sports bra, covering it up with a hooded sweatshirt. I pulled on my trainers and brushed my hair up into a high ponytail. A jog would cure my insomnia.
I fetched my discman, that had Evanescence's album, Falling in it and I shoved it in my pocket.
"Going for a jog," I told Dom and Letty who were sitting all lovey dovey in the kitchen.
"Have fun..." Letty called after me, but I didn't respond, just jammed my ear plugs into my ears and was off.
There was something about jogging that helped me to work through all the crap in my head, and at the moment, there was a lot of it.
Dom and Letty, what was up with that. It was illegal, very illegal, and still...It wasn't as though she was jealous of what they had, it'd been a long time since she'd had someone to hold and to love her, but she tried not to think about it.
I rounded the corner, and went jogging down the main street. It was quite abuzz for 8:30 on Saturday morning. All the little cafes were open and serving breakfast to couples, looking at each other happily.
Gag me.
I shook my head as I plowed ahead, trying not to think of happiness, or love, or anything positive. I was actually so into my pessimistic thinking, I ran straight into someone, knocking me backwards onto the grass.
"Fuck, hey sorry!" a male voice said.
Oh great.
"That's ok," I said, pulling my ear phones from my ears, letting them hang around my neck as I picked myself up.
I looked up into a pair of gorgeous brown eyes.
"You ok?" he asked, his long-sleeved grey shirt clinging to every muscle in his chest.
"Uh...yes," I said, pretending to be disoriented.
He smiled. "How about we sit down and you can tell me your name..."
He lead me to a bench in the park and sat me down slowly, taking a spot next to me.
"Mia," I offered.
"Juan..."
I smiled.
"So, are you sure I didn't hurt you?" Juan asked me, checking me over.
"I think you gave me a fright more than anything," I said, brushing a leaf from my suit. "Oh," I said, noticing the gash on my right palm.
"Shit, man I'm sorry," Juan said, taking a piece of material from his pocket, his hanky, and wrapped it around my bleeding hand.
I smiled. "I'll be ok..." I assured him.
Pause.
"So, do you always try to decapitate joggers on a Saturday morning?" I joked.
Juan smiled, his lip tugging upwards in the right corner a little, showing off perfect white teeth. "I try to get out and do it at least once a month," he joked back, dabbing at the cut.
I winced. Yeah, so what if I was a baby.
"What about you? Are you always out capturing attention when you jog?"
I shook my head. "I couldn't sleep, big night..."
Juan nodded knowingly. "I can never sleep after a night on the town..."
"Any tips?" I asked him, biting my lip.
"More alcohol...another party...jogging?"
I laughed. "Do you party much?" I asked, wondering why I hadn't seen him around.
He shrugged. "Sometimes, I'm pretty heavily into cars, so I spend a lot of my time in my garage, tinkering around."
I nodded along. "That's cool, my brother and all his friends are into cars...I don't like what's under the hood, I like how far I can put my foot down..." I smiled.
"Ah, a speed freak, huh?" Juan asked, checking the cut again.
"Just a little," I admitted.
"So, am I gonna walk away from here today with your phone number, or do I have to beg?" he asked, smiling seductively.
I arched my back, moaning softly. Leon's exploration of my body mirrored by my exploration of his. I massaged the strong muscles of his back and his shoulders, reveling in their smoothness, in their strength, in their warmth. His hands touched my thigh, gently parting my legs, stroking my inner thigh, moving to touch me, parting the lips. I felt him hesitate. I looked into his deep brown eyes and in them saw an insecurity that surprised me. I took his hand and guided him. Leon's fingers gently touched the slippery wetness, he groaned as he felt me flex my muscles. I placed his fingertips against the tight bud of my clitoris. Soon, he was stroking me, moving his fingers in tight circles, pulling gently on the tight bud of my clit all on his own. My eyes fluttered as he slipped one finger inside of me and then two, moving them in and out, slowly.
"Oh God... That feels so good." I moaned.
"You feel so good." Leon said, kissing me in response, continuing to touch me, adding pressure now.
My moans became more frequent as his hands became more insistent. My back arched as I felt the familiar tingle building inside. The velvet walls of my vagina clamping down on his fingers, trying to pull him farther and farther into me. I could feel my thighs beginning to twitch. My hands fumbled for the buttons on his Levi's, I found it hard to concentrate, but I wanted him in me now. Not his fingers, but his cock.
I finally was able to strip the buttons down and plunged my hands his pants, searching for his cock, wrapping my hands around him, stroking him. He moaned as I rolled him onto his back, still gripping him in my hand. Kissing his lips, his face, his chin, moving to his neck, I nibbled near his collar bone.
"Oh, stop... That tickles." Leon said, his face contorting as I rubbed my thumb over the swollen head of his cock, flicking the slit gently with my fingernail. "I don't know how much more I can take..."
"I wouldn't want the fun to end too soon, would I?" I said, moving between his legs. "Should I stop, really?"
"No, carry on." Leon said, his hands sliding up and down my arms, taking my long hair into his hands and draping it over one shoulder.
"I plan on it." I said, leaning forward, my hair moving softly over his body. I supported myself on my hands and knees, kissing down his body, licking him, sucking his nipples. His breath sped up as I assaulted his small nipples, they became harder and harder. He had never in his life ever been so aroused.
I began a trail of kisses moving lower and lower as I massaged his body, touching his sides, his hips, his legs, sweeping my hair over him. I swept my hard nipples through his pubic hair, my hands gliding over his thighs. As he began to moan, I moved my hands to his cock, pressing my hands together, holding him there, gently rolling him back and forth.
I snaked my tongue out, touching tip of my tongue to his weeping slit. He moaned again. "Do you like that?"
"Ye...yes..." he stammered. "Please..."
I moved my hands away from his cock and leaned back, running the flat of my tongue along the bottom of his hard on. Taking him into my mouth, I swirled my tongue around the swollen head, my tongue exploring the ridges. He tasted sweet and sweaty, his natural musk filling my nostrils. I held the swollen head between my lips, my tongue teasing it, sucking it, drawing even more blood into it.
Leon's hips bucked involuntarily and I moved him deeper into my mouth, sucking harder. He began to pump his hips, raising to meet my mouth. I grasped his hard on at the base, moving my head faster and harder now. His fingers wrapped through my long hair. I stopped, moving up and down, plunging down as far as I could go. He gasped as he felt his cock hit the back of my throat. I took him out of my mouth, giving him long, wet, slow, sucking kisses along the length of his shaft.
I smiled up at him, one hand holding his hard cock and one hand caressing his balls, squeezing him gently. I moved my hands away from him and just admired what I had created.
"Jamie..."
"Yes?" I said leaning forward and kissing him. My oral exploration of him had aroused me. I wanted more. I wanted to feel him inside of me. I wanted to join with him in the way that only a man and a woman can. I wanted to be a part of him. I wanted it all. "I want you..."
I raised up and placed a leg on either side of his body, straddling him. I took his hardness and slid the condom he handed to me, down over his shaft, and then touched it to myself, rubbing it through my considerable wetness. I placed him against my greedy opening, lowering myself onto him inch by glorious inch. He moaned at the velvet tightness enveloping him. As I threw my head back in ecstasy, he reached up and gently ran his thumbs over my nipples. I arched my back, grinding myself down onto him, the walls of my pussy tightening around him.
"Oh god!" Leon moaned, grasping my hips, grinding me down against him.
My breath whistled in and out of my lips. Soon, I was making small hiccuping sounds as I bounced up and down on him. He pushed himself into me, moving deeper and deeper into me. I began to move my hips up and down, rotating in small circles. His wonderful hardness was enveloped fully.
Leon moaned softly, watching as he disappeared inside of me. "Oh yes. Oh God, yes!"
I knew this wasn't love, but it sure felt perfect.
"Oh..." I moaned, lowering my mouth to his.
Our bodies bathed in sweat, they glowed like on fire. We moved together, quickly finding a perfect rhythm, performing a perfect horizontal dance. He began to move faster, driving deeper. His breath was becoming ragged, forced, taking shallow fast breaths, panting in and out. His face was incandescent, glowing with it's own inner light. He bit down on his bottom lip, his back arching as I tried to pull him all the way up into me. As he wrapped his arms around me, I realized how easily I could get used to having him around all the time.
I wanted to crawl under his skin and stay there forever, I could live beneath his breastbone become a part of his heart, a part of him.
He kissed me, biting my bottom lip. Suddenly, I sat up grinding down as hard as I could onto Leon, as I was quickly reaching the inevitable.
"Leon, I'm going to cum!" I said grabbing onto his upper arms, the muscles in my thighs twitching as the orgasm built.
"Oh God..." Leon said, feeling the familiar pull as his own orgasm built.
He reached out, finding my hands, threading his fingers through mine. I grasped at his hand compulsively, feeling the intoxicating climax of their joining. His body became rigid, his grip on my hands becoming almost painful. He groaned, thrusting hard one last time before filling the condom with stream after stream of his hot cum.
The surge of wetness sent me tumbling over the edge of orgasm, my body trembling as wave after wave of pleasure pulsated through my body. Leon reached up and pulled me down towards his chest. He gently smoothed his fingers over my cheek as the last of my shudders ripped through my body, his now spent cock sliding out of me.
He grasped my shoulders, pulling me to his lips, his tongue entering my mouth, kissing me with passion, with urgency, with an intensity only matched by mine. He wrapped his strong arms around me, holding me close to his warm, dewy body, crushing my breasts into his chest, our hearts racing.
"You are amazing." Leon said, kissing my lips, my nose, my eyelids, my chin.
"You're not so bad yourself." I said snuggling into his shoulder. He smelled so good, so real, so boylike. "Leon, I think you have given me a memorable event."
Mia's POV:
I couldn't sleep. Maybe I was too wired or something, but there was no way I'd be able to sleep.
I pulled on sweatpants and a sports bra, covering it up with a hooded sweatshirt. I pulled on my trainers and brushed my hair up into a high ponytail. A jog would cure my insomnia.
I fetched my discman, that had Evanescence's album, Falling in it and I shoved it in my pocket.
"Going for a jog," I told Dom and Letty who were sitting all lovey dovey in the kitchen.
"Have fun..." Letty called after me, but I didn't respond, just jammed my ear plugs into my ears and was off.
There was something about jogging that helped me to work through all the crap in my head, and at the moment, there was a lot of it.
Dom and Letty, what was up with that. It was illegal, very illegal, and still...It wasn't as though she was jealous of what they had, it'd been a long time since she'd had someone to hold and to love her, but she tried not to think about it.
I rounded the corner, and went jogging down the main street. It was quite abuzz for 8:30 on Saturday morning. All the little cafes were open and serving breakfast to couples, looking at each other happily.
Gag me.
I shook my head as I plowed ahead, trying not to think of happiness, or love, or anything positive. I was actually so into my pessimistic thinking, I ran straight into someone, knocking me backwards onto the grass.
"Fuck, hey sorry!" a male voice said.
Oh great.
"That's ok," I said, pulling my ear phones from my ears, letting them hang around my neck as I picked myself up.
I looked up into a pair of gorgeous brown eyes.
"You ok?" he asked, his long-sleeved grey shirt clinging to every muscle in his chest.
"Uh...yes," I said, pretending to be disoriented.
He smiled. "How about we sit down and you can tell me your name..."
He lead me to a bench in the park and sat me down slowly, taking a spot next to me.
"Mia," I offered.
"Juan..."
I smiled.
"So, are you sure I didn't hurt you?" Juan asked me, checking me over.
"I think you gave me a fright more than anything," I said, brushing a leaf from my suit. "Oh," I said, noticing the gash on my right palm.
"Shit, man I'm sorry," Juan said, taking a piece of material from his pocket, his hanky, and wrapped it around my bleeding hand.
I smiled. "I'll be ok..." I assured him.
Pause.
"So, do you always try to decapitate joggers on a Saturday morning?" I joked.
Juan smiled, his lip tugging upwards in the right corner a little, showing off perfect white teeth. "I try to get out and do it at least once a month," he joked back, dabbing at the cut.
I winced. Yeah, so what if I was a baby.
"What about you? Are you always out capturing attention when you jog?"
I shook my head. "I couldn't sleep, big night..."
Juan nodded knowingly. "I can never sleep after a night on the town..."
"Any tips?" I asked him, biting my lip.
"More alcohol...another party...jogging?"
I laughed. "Do you party much?" I asked, wondering why I hadn't seen him around.
He shrugged. "Sometimes, I'm pretty heavily into cars, so I spend a lot of my time in my garage, tinkering around."
I nodded along. "That's cool, my brother and all his friends are into cars...I don't like what's under the hood, I like how far I can put my foot down..." I smiled.
"Ah, a speed freak, huh?" Juan asked, checking the cut again.
"Just a little," I admitted.
"So, am I gonna walk away from here today with your phone number, or do I have to beg?" he asked, smiling seductively.
