"Emaya the College Years"

Emily and Maya have been dating since high school. Now that they are at different colleges, in different states, how can their relationship survive the distance?

It's called love and Apple Pie and…Kisses Down Low.

**I prefer to release my stories later in the evening especially the M rated ones but I'm having a problem with my internet at home so I had to do this very stealthily at work. Shhhh….

Rated M for Mature Content as always.

What's in Maya's bag? It's not what you think so please don't hate on me…

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Chapter 9: Kisses Down Low

Emily POV

"Heyy babe, why don't you get comfortable while I blow out the candles."

"I will, thanks baby. Would you mind grabbing my lotion on your way back? It's in my bag."

Once the candles are blown out, I look for Maya's lotion but what I find instead is shocking to me. I take it out of her bag and demand,

"What the hell is this!"

Maya looks up in a panic,

"Oh my god, Em, baby, it's not what it looks like…"

Maya POV

"When the fuck were you going to tell me about this?"

"I was waiting for the right moment. I'm still waiting," I say as I sit up on the bed giving her the calm down motion with my hands but that just fuels her fire.

"How can you say that! Explain it to me now so I understand what the fuck you were thinking!"

"Emily please! I'm telling you it's not what it looks like!"

"Oh really! Then what is it?"

I kneel on the bed trying to find the words to explain what she's holding in her hand.

"You weren't supposed to see that, not yet anyway."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

At that moment the doorbell rings. I'm sort of relieved. This distraction will give her a chance to cool down. She grabs her robe and runs downstairs to answer the door while I fall back on her bed trying not to cry but it hurts so much to see her hurting. I wrap my arms around her pillow feeling my body give in to my emotions. The tears are slow and my cries are soft. I'm kicking myself for not telling her sooner. I should have but…

I hear the door open and voices talking. I hear the door shut. I hear her determined footsteps coming up the stairs. I hear her walk into her room and slam the door. I hear her tear into something. It's here! It finally came! I don't look up for fear of the reaction she might have. I can tell she's reading it but I can't tell how she feels about it.

"What is this? Oh my god. Maya. Why didn't you tell me?"

I don't look at her when I say, "I wanted it to be a surprise. I wanted to show you mine when you got yours."

"Do you have any idea how pissed I am, was?"

"Ahh, yeah. So, you're not pissed anymore?" I ask still not sure if I can look at her.

"Damn it Maya, you should've told me what you were up to. When I saw that you were going to be spending the summer, our summer together, in Europe without me, I freaked. We're always fighting for time to be with each other and the summer is so easy and when I saw that letter I thought, how could you leave me?"

I finally turn to her and look at her, "But I'm not. You're going with me. I didn't want to show you my acceptance letter until you got yours. I wanted it to be a surprise. Surprise," I say sweetly trying to lighten the mood.

She puts her letter on her desk and drops her robe. She lifts the covers and lies down next to me and yes she smiles.

"So, we're going to Europe together?"

"We are, if you'll still come with me," I answer hopefully.

"You know I would go anywhere with you."

"And you know I would take you anywhere with me."

"So, how did you pull this off anyway? Someone had to give you my personal information for you to fill out that application," she mentions with curiosity.

"Would you believe, your mom?"

"Seriously? My mom?" she asks in disbelief.

"Yes. I talked to her about it and she thought that it would be a great experience for you too," I tell her sweeping her hair behind her ear.

"I can't believe my mom did this with you," she says moving closer to me.

"What can I say, she loves me," I say with all the cuteness I can muster up.

"Yeah she does," she says kissing my cheek.

"That's why she's been staying at her sister's in the city. We were texting each other whenever you and I weren't…busy," I say with a sly smile and an arched eyebrow.

"So my mom was staying away until the letter came so that you could surprise me?" Emily concludes much to her delight.

"Pretty much."

"Maya, how about no more surprises. This could have gotten really ugly if that Fed Ex guy didn't show up when he did," she says snuggling up even closer to me.

"So you're not mad anymore?" I ask still a bit reluctant to put my arms around her.

"No, not at all. And I feel kind of bad that I went off on you like that so how 'bout I make it up to you by getting you off instead," Emily says with some wicked eye sex.

"Oh baby, as long as we're okay, I love you so much," I say finally feeling relief that she really isn't pissed anymore so I sneak my arms around her caressing from her shoulders to the small of her back.

"We're spending the summer in Europe. I get to see you every day. I get to sleep with you every night. Oh how I love you Maya St. Germain."

She kisses me softly on the lips making our bodies warm to each other's touch. Her lips caress my jaw to my neck where she settles herself gently nibbling, sucking and licking.

"So, then you were being serious about making it up to me?" I ask just to be sure.

"Anything you like, I'll give it to you," she muffles her words against my neck.

"Well then, nothing can compare to when you kiss me there," I manage as her adherence to my neck makes my body ache for her.

"Mmm, you want me to kiss you lower," she suggests hopefully.

"Oh Em, when I lie in your arms, you make me feel so sexy. So baby, just take your time," I say feeling up and down her back digging my fingers into her flesh moving them to her firm ass squeezing pressing her against me.

"I have every intention of taking my time with you," she affirms as her kisses get lower.

"Mmm, baby, you send chills down my spine."

Emily looks up at me for a quick second, "Maya, you're one of a kind and I've so gotta make you mine." She goes back to kissing on me, "Oh babe how you turn me on."

Emily seduces my nipples with her tongue. She licks up to my tip flicking it into an erect monument of desire. I can tell she's smiling at her handy work as she cups and squeezes my other breast inciting moans of "Emilys" and "Mmmms"! Her thumb caresses my rising peak sending tingling sensations to where I want her kisses to be. She pinches and twists while her mouth opens itself to bob up and down on my roundedness. She scrapes me and tugs me with her teeth in an effort to reach her goal of raising me to my highest apex. And when she's done, she claims the other one with the same oral tenacity. My vocals cannot stay quiet as the sounds of a woman being given what she needs and what she wants emit from within me…

"Mmmm, baby, you got me feelin' hot."

Her kisses move down to the center of my belly to my navel to my unseeable treasure trail leading straight to the top of my crease.

"That's it baby; I like my kisses down low, mmm. Now I'm really gone."

Emily kisses up and down my crease so lightly so teasingly.

"Mmm. Give it to me slow baby just like that."

Her fingers tease my outer lips, stroking them, spreading them, kissing on them. She licks around my inner lips as she makes me arch my back wanting more. She's being careful, I don't know why, so I let her know…

"Mmm. If you get a little rough, that's okay. Oh baby, go ahead do your thang."

"Oh Maya, how I love it when we misbehave, me and you, together babe."

And misbehave we do, she kisses my thin soft pussy lips, she pulls, she bites, she makes me "ooooo and ahhhh" for her. Her tongue slips into my willful opening making my hips thrust against her mouth wanting to feel her penetrate my pussy. I feel myself ready to drip for her but I need her fingers inside of me to encourage my flow. She responds without words as she knows my body so well. Her fingers invade my awaiting entity of sexual bliss. My head reflexively kicks back reveling in every exceptional stroke, each thrust with exactly the right about of fervor and tempo…

"Cum for me babe, flow for me," she inspires.

I can feel myself release my sweet fluid of desire.

"Yeah, there it is. That white stream I've been patiently working for."

She removes her fingers slowly catching my flow with her tongue pressing her lips against me, sucking me into her core. Her lips touch me over and over…

"Oh baby, if somebody could see the way you kiss on me, mmm, they won't believe it. Yes even I don't believe it but I love the way I'm feelin'."

"Babe, I love the way I'm feelin' too and I'm far from done with you."

"Baby, just take your time. Oh how you send chills down my spine. You, Em, are one of a kind, and baby I'm gonna keep you mine."

"Don't worry about a thing; you are definitely going to keep me yours."

She slips in easily as I have reduced the friction with my lubricating stream; I feel one now two, ohhh, the come here motion, I now know what she wants. She tickles and brushes her fingers against me. I can feel my warmth surround her. I'm going to spray all over my girl with my sweet fragrance of love…

"Speed it up, heat it up, let me go, let me go, let me go," I plead!

And I do as she savors as much of me as is possible. She licks and she kisses and she licks some more and she kisses some more. I can feel her soft plump lips pressing gently against my silky wet ones. She seeks more of me slipping her middle finger into my throbbing hole scraping my walls for more of me, for her.

"I like that there, yeah that there. A little more to the left," I instruct feeling where she needs to be right now.

"I've got it babe, mmm, you taste so good. I love your sweet sexiness. Thank you babe, I can't help myself, you always make me want more and more."

Her mouth finds me again, her tongue presses firmly against me being sure to take all that I have left for her. She licks from my pussy to my clit, flicking it wildly, making it firm, making me moan, making my legs shake out a most fantastical orgasm. She kisses softly though I can barely respond except to say,

"Yeah right there baby. Ahhhh, how you know the way I like my kisses down low…!"

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I tried to make it new. I tried to make it enticing for you. I can only hope that I did.

*Thank you to Kelly Rowland and her song "Kisses Down Low." This is the second time I infused song lyrics into dialogue and I hope it worked.

**I'm thinking about completing this story and starting another one aptly named "Emaya the College Years: Europe and…!" We'll see…