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Ellie and Seth have known each other for all of their lives. Their mothers went to school together, were pregnant together, and have continued to live next door to each other since. Seth was a few months older than Ellie, and since her birth they were inseparable, played together, went to school together, told each other things they never told anyone else, and were basically brother and sister in every sense of word except by blood.

Now in their mid-twenties, they were celebrating the wedding of a mutual friend of theirs from college. The reception was a blast, as most of their close friends were there dancing, drinking, and having the time of their lives. As the evening came to a close and the newlyweds were sent off to their honeymoon suite, the rest of the group slowly and drunkenly made their way from the hotel ballroom to their respective rooms.

Ellie and Seth had booked a room together, something they've done countless times before, since it just made things easier and cheaper, and they hardly ever got tired of the other's presence. The elevator doors finally closed after their friends Olivia and Sean got off on their floor, saying their 47th drunken goodbye after a long night of partying. As Ellie and Seth's room was on the top floor they now found themselves alone in the elevator. Ellie's strappy high-heels were dangling from her fingers as she leaned against the mirrored wall of the elevator, her head swimming from booze and happiness.

She made a knowing smile at Seth, seeing his face reveal that he was just as drunk as her. This definitely wasn't the first time they had gotten this drunk together and they were pretty good at taking care of each other the next morning, so she wasn't worried at all about how the rest of the night was going to turn out. It was more than likely going to end with them passing out as soon as they hit their respective queen beds.

Ellie decided to tease him anyway, sluggishly kicking her leg up and nudging his hip with her bare toes. They were painted dark green to match her dress, which hugged her curves and was floor-length, but had a slit running up the leg to allow her the ability to perform such a high kick.

"You're drunk." She slurred with a smile on her lips. She was half-sitting against the bar that ran along the mirrored wall now, both hands holding on for support. "Don't expect me to hold your hair back while you throw up." She joked, reaching up and brushing her own hair behind an ear. Her coppery red hair had started out the night beautifully curled and pinned back with a diamond barrette, had since become loose and disheveled from all the dancing.

She had a feeling it would be him doing the hair holding like he had done countless times before. She loved him for that, he was always selfless in times like these, especially since he could hold his liquor better than her. She said a silent prayer that tonight wasn't going to be a miserable one, and that she could just pass out and deal with the aftermath in the morning.
 
As the elevator finally arrived at their floor Seth bowed as deep as he dared with how much he had drank, and extended a hand forward. "After you", he said with a smirk and just a hint of a wink. He watched Ellie step out and start down the hallway, gently swinging her shoes in rhythm with her hips. He had spent many nights drunk with her, keeping her safe and watching out for her, but he hadn't really seen her like this before. The playful flirting they always had was still there, but tonight it felt like there was something more to it. He pushed the thoughts from his head, stepped out of the elevator and caught up with her.

"You know, you surprised me with some of that dancing tonight. Guess all that yoga was worth something after all, huh?" He playfully bumped her with his arm. The nudge caught Ellie by surprise as she stumbled a bit, grabbing onto his arm and leaning into him for balance with a slight giggle. They had danced a few times throughout the night, and years of practice kept his eyes from wandering then, but the alcohol and late hour lowered his guard. His eyes traced the lovely picture the dress painted, modestly covering her body but showing off her curves all too well. With each step, her legs peeked through the dress and pulled it tighter against her body, drawing Seth's attention to just how much she had grown up. A pleasant hint of perfume rose from her neck and he was all too aware of the heat of her body leaning against his.

He was suddenly pulled back to reality as he felt Ellie's weight on his arm hold him still. They had arrived at their door, and Seth found himself forcing thoughts back down for the second time as he fumbled through his pockets for the key. He clumsily opened the door and for the first time in his life he was nervous to be alone with Ellie
 
Ellie giggled as Seth bowed, the booze lowering her filter like it always did, causing her to unconsciously giggle at everything she found funny. And with Seth, most everything he did was funny to her.

As the hallway opened up in front of her, she treated it as a runway that it became in her head and sashayed forward to imaginary fashion show music. Almost forgetting about Seth, she gasped in surprise as he bumped into her, causing her to lose her rhythm and stumble a bit, grabbing his arm for support and giggling. She held onto his arm, relying on his guidance to get them back to their hotel room. She had completely forgotten their room number and was thankful he was the responsible one with the pockets.

"Psh yoga didn't do anything, I'm just a kick-ass dancer." She replied confidently, unaware of his eyes on her. She leaned more on his arm as they stopped in front of a door. He opened it and she walked in ahead of him, throwing her shoes in the general direction of her suitcase, as she walked over to the mini fridge. She bent over at the waist as she opened it, pulling out two water bottles and tossing one to Seth.

"God damn that was a fun party. I'm so happy for Polly and Chris. She was so fucking beautiful in that dress...He's so goddamn lucky..." Ellie started to ramble like she normally did at this point in her intoxicated state. She also swore a bit more than normal.

Continuing to dictate her thoughts on the evening between gulps of water, she went into the bathroom to take off her earrings and necklace. "...and that cake! Fuck! It was so moist and delicious! I'd've eaten the whole thing if I weren't such a fatty already..." she joked, looking at herself in the mirror, and admiring the progress in weight loss she'd made in the past year. She looked hot, she wasn't going to lie. The dress showed a modest amount of cleavage, but showed off her new hourglass shape and the dark green contrasted her pale skin and red hair perfectly.

Pulling out the barrette, her hair fell around her face and she decided that that was all the effort she felt like putting into getting ready for bed. She'd sleep in her makeup and just deal with bathing and everything in the morning. She walked back out of the bathroom, continuing on her ramble.

"...and I'm a little surprised at how much you were dancing tonight." Ellie said as she walked up to face Seth, taking another sip of water and smiling at him. "Usually you only do the Cupid shuffle. But I saw you trying to dance with Andrea." She winked at him. "She thinks you're cute, you know." Ellie loved being a matchmaker for her friends, and had been trying for years to get Seth set up with someone. He always had one reason or another why every girl wasn't 'right'.

Ellie turned around. "Can you unzip me? I'm so ready to get out of this dress."
 
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He watched her, half in amazement and half because he wasn't sure what else to do, as she moved around the small room slowly dismantling her outfit. She bent over in front of the fridge, which prompted him to quickly check his phone and act busy. A bottle suddenly landed on the bed, startling him. He looked up and Ellie had already started walking off and changed topics, spouting random colorful remarks about the evening. 'Just like her', he thought to himself.

"Yeah, it was a pretty fun.. for a wedding. I love Chris, but I just wish he had *tried* to keep it under 12 hours. At least they had an open bar." He downed a few more mouthfulls of water between sentences, trying to get ahead of the hangover he was sure would be waiting for him in the morning. He couldn't help but look into the bathroom where Ellie was switching between poses like a model, admiring herself in the mirror and completely unaware of the show she was putting on for Seth. He almost missed what she said about Andrea as she sauntered out of the bathroom towards him.

"Oh, uh yeah. I know she likes me, but.. I just don't think she's right for me, ya know?" He struggled to find a better reason, after all Ellie had been trying to set them up for a while now, but couldn't finish his thoughts before she was only a few feet away from him. She spun around, swinging her hair over her shoulder and giving him a sideways glance

"Can you unzip me? I'm so ready to get out of this dress."

Seth had helped her unzip plenty of times before, but he couldn't stop his hands from quivering slightly as he reached out. He tugged gently down on the zipper, but it refused to budge. "Heh, playing hard to get are you?" he joked, as he lay his hand on her shoulder for some leverage on the stubborn zipper. With a quick pull, it broke free and went entirely too far down. The dress opened up and half slid down her perfectly shaped body, his hand on her other shoulder the only thing keeping it from falling down completely. He paused for what felt like eternity, her mostly bare back infront of him, waiting for her to move or react. He went to pull the zipper back up a little, and she reached back to stop him
 
Ellie rolled her eyes as he made yet another excuse about Andrea, grateful he couldn't see her reaction.

"Heh, playing hard to get are you?"

She giggled at his obvious struggle with her zipper, thankful she wasn't having to do it herself and end up trapped in this dress. His hand on her shoulder actually surprised her. Not because it was there, since it made sense for leverage, but because of how his touch felt. Where his hand met her skin felt like ice and lightening at the same time. She looked down at it confused, the booze making it difficult to figure out why her body was reacting this way.

Finally Ellie heard the sound of the zipper and felt air on her back. A shiver ran through her body as the back of the dress was now open all the way to maybe an inch above her ass crack. Remembering that she wasn't wearing a bra and only a lacy thong snapped her back to reality. She felt him try to zip it back up and grabbed his hand with hers.

"Dude, it has to be down the whole way or I won't be able to get it off." It was true, her hips were just wide enough that without the zipper being completely unzipped she wouldn't be able to get the dress past them. Giggling her nerves away she crossed an arm across her chest to keep the dress up and turned back around to face Seth, not realizing that her hand was still holding his. She smiled up at him, studying his face. Something was...different. She couldn't tell what it was. Maybe it was the booze?

"You drank too much tonight, Mister." She joked at him, trying to swallow down this weird feeling that was building in her chest. She was about to say something, but got distracted by their hands. She looked down to see that their fingers were intertwined. When did that happen? Why did it feel so nice? It seemed like they fit together so perfectly. The alcohol was making it difficult to think of anything else so she had no choice but to stop talking and just stare at his hand holding hers, completely perplexed at this concept that seemed so foreign, yet so familiar.
 
Feeling her hand in his like this, drunk and now especially with her partially naked, was something Seth had never considered. He couldn't quite place the feeling, but he knew he liked it. He felt a sharp pain in his lower lip and noticed he had subconsciously started to bite it in a mix of nerves and excitement. He looked at her to see if she noticed and found her staring at their hands, now intertwined.

He gave his hand a quick squeeze to get her attention, and looked deeply into her eyes when they met his. He couldn't tell if it was the alcohol coursing through him or years of repressed feelings, but he felt his knees get weak as he slightly stumbled forward towards the beauty in front of him. She continued to study his face, her eyes getting wider with his movement and he leaned in slightly. Chills ran down his spine and his stomach tumbled. Seth found himself looking at Ellie, someone he had seen thousands of times before, but he barely recognized her. The soft light of the room drew out the sharp features of her face, and the bathroom light behind her made the goddess-like silhouette of her body impossible to ignore. His heart skipped a beat and his mind was racing; he knew he had to make a choice that second.

In a single move, as smooth as someone still very drunk could achieve, he pulled her hand up across her front and over her shoulder, spinning her around like they had done many times earlier that night on the dance floor. He let his other hand glide down her body to rest on the back of her hip, and gently nudged her towards the bathroom.

"Go finish getting changed, El. As beautiful as that dress is, I can't imagine it'd be comfortable to pass out in." With her back towards him and his mind now firmly made up, he gave himself the opportunity to study her body for just a second longer. He plopped down on his bed and began undressing himself as she moved towards the bathroom. Seth could have sworn he saw her give him one more glance over her shoulder, with the same longing in her eyes that he felt inside.
 
Ellie was pulled out of her reverie as he squeezed her hand. She looked up into Seth's eyes, worried at first that she had done something wrong, but that feeling quickly went away as comfort, happiness, and something else she couldn't quite place took over. There was something about his face that was different that she was trying to figure out. He was the same person that she had known her whole life, but the way he was looking at her was causing something to stir in the pit of her stomach. Or was it a little further south? Her heart was racing as she felt him move closer, unsure of what was about to happen...

She definitely was prepared to be spun, but immediately started to giggle again, reverting back to normal drunk Ellie before that weird moment thing that just happened. She stumbled towards her suitcase, both hands holding her dress up now that the spin had disoriented her a bit.

"Fiiiiine, I'll go change." She mock complained as she grabbed her pjs from her suitcase and then went into the bathroom, shooting one last look back at him as he started to unbutton his shirt.

In the bathroom, Ellie let the dress fall to the floor, and stared at her drunk self in the mirror. The weight loss has made a dramatic change to her body, and she still couldn't believe how she looked. She was now a 34DD, which now looked huge in contrast to her narrow waist. Her hips were wide enough to give her a true hourglass shape, and turning sideways you got a very good view of her tight plump ass accented with a black lacy thong.

She shook her head, not sure why she was measuring her appearance right now. This was something she did before a date. Not drunk and about to go to sleep only a few feet away from Seth. She reached for her pjs, and to her horror, realized that she had only managed to grab the large tshirt from the bag and didn't have her pants.

"Fuuuuuckk." She groaned under her breath, not sure why this was such a big deal. It wasn't, right? It was just Seth. He's seen her in just a tshirt before. And it covered her ass. Mostly. Fuck.

This unknown fear was starting to sober her up a bit. Looking in the mirror again, she made sure that she wasn't too sexy. She pulled her hair up into a messy bun and then attempted to pull the shirt down as far as she could. She wasn't that successful. Maybe he'd be asleep when she went back out there? Ugh why was this such a big deal?

Ellie took a long drink of water from the tap, took a deep breath and gathered up her dress in her arms. Turning off the light to the bathroom, she walked back out into the hotel room, seeing Seth on his bed, which was the closest one. She would have to go around his to get to hers, and she quietly moved towards it, praying he was asleep already.
 
Seth flipped back in forth in his mind about how much clothes to keep on. He usually preferred sleeping naked, but Ellie was here even if in a different bed, so that was out of the question. He noticed he was even shivering a little - though he couldn't tell if it was only from being cold under the paper thin sheets of the hotel, or if his nerves were getting to him - and settled on pajama bottoms and a shirt. Just as he was getting comfortable, the door opened and Ellie appeared, peeking her head out and then slowly gliding into the room.

Seth watched silently at first, losing whatever he was going to say when he saw what she was wearing. Her shirt draped gently on her breasts, revealing enough that he couldn't help but stare, and just barely reached her waist. The soft glow of the room shone off her bare thighs, drawing his eyes up and down her lovely curves and stealing his breath. In that moment she was easily the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and the only thing that snapped him out of his silent admiration was seeing her walk right towards his bed. He felt his pants get tight and out of reflex pulled his leg up and turned onto his side to hide his true thoughts, drawing Ellie's attention. He cleared his throat to stall

"Hey, took ya long enough. For how expensive the rooms were, you'd think they could afford better sheets than these.. Not sure how comfortable you'll be in only that outfit." He used the chance to look her over once more, taking in what he sincerely hoped wouldn't be the last look at her lovely body. She paused for a moment where she stood and before she could reply Seth patted the far side of his bed.

"We could double up on the sheets and share? We used to have sleep overs all the time, and I kinda miss them to be honest. I don't bite.. or at least not as much" He said with a chuckle, and propped himself up on his elbow. He had been working out a lot lately, and he knew he looked damn good. His ego swelled but then immediately deflated when he remembered he kept his shirt on, hiding whatever he had hoped to impress her with. "I'll help move the sheets over if you want to get comfortable" he said as he finished sitting up. She hesitated for just a moment, then took a step towards the side of his bed
 
Dammit he wasn't asleep, she thought, trying to assess his question. Her mind was still slow to process everything. But his offer made sense, it was cold and she doubt she could successfully find her pants in her suitcase and she for sure wouldn't be able to figure out the thermostat.

"Yeah if you could, let's do that." She said hesitantly, watching him get up and move the sheets over. She stood there still pulling at the lower hem of her shirt, as her eyes traced his body. He looked different, like he had been working out. Even though he was wearing pants and a shirt, the shirt was tight enough to notice a difference from the lanky boy she had grown up with. She couldn't help but to notice his arms, and how defined they look as he lifted the sheets from her bed to his, making it expertly. She wanted to squeeze them to see how tight and hard they were, and wondered if he could pick her up. Or even pin her down...

She snapped out of it as he motioned that he was finished. He gestured his arm out presenting a job well done. The bed looked really cozy now, especially since her body was starting to feel sore from all the dancing. He was standing on her side of the bed, and she had no idea how she was going to gracefully, and not seductively, try to get in bed dressed as she was. Any sort of bending would reveal her mostly bare ass. But would that necessarily be a bad thing? She kinda wanted him to see...

Swallowing her nervousness, Ellie pretended like everything was normal, smiling at Seth. "Thank you, kind sir." And she crawled from the foot of the bed to the exact middle, pulling the covers up over her and splaying out, taking up most of the room. She had done this when they were little, and it always annoyed him, turning into a playful game of him pushing her off the bed.
 
Seth watched her crawl directly towards the middle of the bed, and knew exactly what she was planning.

"Don't think I'm going to go any easier on you just because we're older. Or that I"

Seth couldn't finish the sentence before a pillow flew up and hit him square in the face. He immediately dug his hands into the bed, grabbing a handful of sheets, and slid them under Ellie. Once he was sure she was wrapped up tightly, he started laughing and pushing her towards the edge of the bed, helpless to stop him despite her squirming. He relented slightly as she neared the end and in an act of desperation she kicked her legs up, tearing the sheets from Seth's hands, and rolled under his arms back into the middle bed.

Almost reflexively, he grabbed her wrists and pushed them up above her head, then straddled her to hold her still. As he took a moment to catch his breath and survey the situation, he noticed the only thing really covering Ellie anymore was him. In the tussle her shirt had come up above her belly, her nipples poking up against her thin shirt and a hint of the black laces from her underwear peeking up from where he sat. He couldn't stare long before he felt her looking into his eyes, so he met her gaze and found a look he had seen a few times before, but never from her. He leaned over and kissed her
 
Ellie's bait had worked as he started to get into the game, so she grabbed the nearest pillow and swung at him. Her eyes grew wide as she realized she was now screwed, because the look on his face meant business. Before she knew it she was trapped in a tangle of sheets and headed towards the edge of the bed. She giggled, flailed and screamed, trying to get out of his trap, finally breaking free.

But that was short lived as he pinned her down with a strength that he definitely didn't have last time they played this game. She attempted to assess her current situation, looking up at his hands holding her wrists above her head, struggling to no avail to get free. Then she looked down, seeing that his full body weight was straddling her hips. She was completely trapped.

Then reality hit her as she saw the skin of her stomach. She was now mostly naked and although there were only two layers of clothing separating them, she could feel that obvious hardness pressed against her. And she could feel a growing heat rising from her core. Her heart was racing and thumping inside her head and she looked up into his eyes, seeing him as if for the first time.

There was a primal instinct that seemed to kick in from both of them, similar to water breaking through a dam. His lips were on hers and suddenly nothing and everything seemed to make sense in the world. She kissed him back passionately as she tried her best to press herself closer to his body. Her back arched, pressing her breasts into his chest, her hard nipples sending shocks through her body at the contact. Her hips shifted under his, creating a friction that only increased the desire burning inside her.

But her wrists were still trapped above her head. This slightly frustrated her, mainly because she wanted to wrap her arms around his neck to pull him even closer, but this also sparked that slight kink she had about being under his control. Ellie moaned into his kiss, deepening it by sticking her tongue in his mouth and dancing with his. She couldn't believe how good of a kisser he was, and she never wanted this moment to stop.
 
He felt her body pressing up against his, the heat rising between them as she kissed him back. Years of repressed desires and a deep primal urge he couldn't, and didn't want to, hold back coursed through his body. He squeezed her wrists tightly and pressed his body down against her harder knowing she would feel him, rock hard already. Her body pushed back into him, her hips rotating slowly, rubbing his cock through his pants and he needed more.

He leaned back to rip off his shirt, and sat upright for just long enough to let her take in his body. He watched her bite her lip, and let her eyes travel down his muscular body until they rested directly on the bulge in his pants. He loved the tension between them, the raw sexual power he felt inside, and couldn't hesitate for even a moment out of fear this fantasy would disappear. He lowered his hands, wrapped them firmly around her waist and slid them up tracing the curves of her body. He smoothly slid the shirt over her head, up until it was around her wrists and pressed down trapping her once again. He let his other hand fall back to caress her perfect breast, lightly squeezing her nipple between his fingers before leaning in for another kiss
 
Ellie's head was swimming, she couldn't tell if it was more from the alcohol or the rush of hormones flooding her body. The fact that this was Seth making her feel this way was both strange and completely reassuring. This felt so...right.

Feeling his hardness against her didn't seem weird as she once thought it would be. Instead quite the opposite, it drove her desire for him even higher, fueling this untapped need to feel more of him and to bring him pleasure. She could hear herself lightly moaning into his kisses, hoping this would signal to him that she was enjoying this very much.

The sudden absence of his lips was almost torture. Almost. Her eyes hungrily took in his body as he pulled off his shirt. Goddamn... She thought, biting her bottom lip as she saw up close just how much he's been improving his body. Her hands, having a mind of their own went forward and began to trace the lines on his chest and abs, traveling down to that v-shape that only led to one thing...

But he was in control. And she loved it. His strong hands on her waist and chest sent a shiver down her spine. When had he gotten so strong? And why was this turning her on so much. He lifted her shirt over her head and trapped her arms again above her head. A smile appeared on her lips, revealing just how much she was enjoying this side of Seth.

Ellie audibly gasped as his hands found her breast. "Fuck..." She said under her breath, closing her eyes at the sharp sensation of him squeezing her nipple. Her hips reflexively pressing up into his, desperate for some sort of control. His lips were back on hers again, and she kissed him back, more aggressively than before, her wanton desire and lust for him taking over.
 
Seth could feel the excitement from Ellie in her kiss, and knew he couldn't slow down and let the moment escape them. He leaned his head over and kissed her neck, moved one of his legs between hers then slowly traced his hand down from her hard nipple across her smooth stomach. He let it linger for just a second before continuing down to her waist and followed the laces of her thong, teasing her and feeling her breath shudder at his touch. He propped himself up on the arm binding her wrists to look her in the eye as he moved his hand down to the inside of her thigh, and kissed her deeply again

Whatever reservations she had, her body betrayed as he felt her wetness through her panties. The warmth between her legs was irresistible, and he pressed his fingers firmly against it
 
Ellie gasped in pleasure as his lips touched her neck. This was one of her weak spots, and her eyes closed, as each kiss sent a wave through her body. She barely registered his leg spreading hers open until she felt his touch tracing downward and she realized she was able to use her free leg to arch her hips closer to his exploring hand.

He was looking at her again, and she met his eyes. She was certain that her desire was written all over her face, as well as a pleading to please...touch her there...

Kissing him again felt like a drug, she mentally kicked her self for not doing this sooner. Everything felt so right and she felt comfort in the fact that this was Seth. Her best friend.

A louder moan escaped her lips this time when he pressed his fingers against her panties. The sensation of his lace covered fabric against her clit was driving her crazy, and the desire for more ate at her. She was sure she was soaking wet by now from all the buildup, and she arched her hips more, attempting her best to grind her pussy harder against his hand. She needed release and wanted him to be the one to give it to her.
 
Seth had barely started touching her when she pushed her hips against his hand. Ellie, the girl he fawned over for most of his teen years, was grinding her wet pussy against him. He knew she was sexy, and kinky as hell from some of the stories she shared, but god damn. Seeing her want him, and knowing he was causing it, left him nearly unbearably hard. It felt like years of lust were rising to the surface and he wasn't going to waste a second of it.

Seth continued to circle his fingers on her clit, rising in excitement to his touch, and began kissing his way down her body. His mouth found her nipple and he danced her tongue around it in rhythm with his fingers. He knew how to use his mouth, and he was going to make sure she knew too. Not a second too soon, he continued down her body and although he had to let go of her wrists, he hoped she would continue the act long enough for him to paralyze her with a new kind of pleasure
 
Ellie reveled in the sensations running through her body. The dizziness from the drinks caused the pleasure rushing from her clit to take over her entire mind. This pleasure was the only thing that mattered right now. His fingers seemed to know exactly what to do to give her what she needed and she could feel the pressure slowly building.

His lips on her skin tracing their way down was probably the sexiest thing a man could do to her. Ellie couldn't help but to open her eyes to watch him as his mouth wrapped around her nipple. She immediately gasped in pleasure as his tongue worked expertly. Excitement building thinking about what was surely to come.

As he moved down, his hold on her wrists lifted, but her shirt was still tangled around them so she kept them above her head. She didn't think she'd need them any time soon, and loved this idea of being under his control and unable to move. As his kisses got to the top of her lacy panties, her hips arched in anticipation. Ellie could barely think, but the thought of Seth eating her out was, at that moment, the thing she wanted most in the world. She could barely believe that any of this was happening, but soon realized that she had wanted this all along.
 
Seth continued downwards, feeding off Ellie's reactions and growing bolder by the second. Ellie pushed her hips up as he lightly kissed along her waist, giving him the most gorgeous view as he looked up along her perfectly shaped body to watch her face. Seeing how she responded to every touch and every kiss turned him on even more, urging him on.

He slid his arms under her legs, wrapping them around and pressing his fingers hard into her inner thighs. He couldn't help but flex and press his hard muscles into her, wanting to show off a little and remind her that he was in control. He wanted to savor the moment, the taste of her skin and heat rising off of her and the power he held over her as he continued teasing.

Seth kissed his way down her thigh, stopping just before the start of her thong and gave a light bite before looking up again. He waited until she was looking back into his eyes before moving his mouth further inwards, pressing hard with his lips and tongue. He could feel her and taste her through the thin lacy panties, but it wasn't enough. He moved a hand in to pull them out of the way, and pressed his tongue against her clit.
 
Ellie was breathing heavily now. Her head back and her eyes closed, she enjoyed the teasing of his lips on her skin. As his arms wrapped around her thighs she gasped and let out a little giggle. She could feel just how strong he had become and it truly excited her to know that he could overpower her at any moment. She had no idea that Seth was this way in bed. And she loved it.

"Hey..." She said playfully at the delicious pain when he bit her sensitive area. She looked down at him, thoroughly enjoying the view of his head between her legs. The look of desire in his eyes drove her crazy and she held her breath in anticipation of what was surely to come.

"Ah...!" She cried softly as his lips pressed through her panties, seeking out her clit below. Her eyes closed slightly at the immediate pleasure that washed over her. She didn't think this could get any better, but then he moved aside her thong, revealing her shaven pussy.

"Fuuuuck...." She moaned as his lips hit her clit. Her eyes closed and she laid her head back again. Her hips pressing forward to get closer to that talented tongue of his.

"Oh my god..." She brought down her wrists, that were still tangled in her shirt behind his head, pulling him closer, begging for more.
 
Seth saw Ellie bringing her arms down with the shirt and he started grinning so wide he almost had to stop what he was doing. Almost. He relented some control to her, letting her pull his head in to press his tongue against her harder when she wanted, if only so that he could focus more on expertly guiding his tongue around her smooth and now soaking wet pussy.

He pressed his tongue in ever so slightly, spreading her lips and slowly dragged it up until just the tip of his tongue was left pressed hard against her clit. He let it linger there for only a moment before pressing the full width of his tongue into her and going back down. He was panting slightly, not from tiredness but out of excitement and anticipation, letting the warm air of his breath add to her pleasure. Listening to her sweet sighs of ecstasy for his cues, he gradually picked up speed in his motion and added in little flicks and swirls of his tongue at the top of each stroke, and never doing more than teasing her with the thought of penetration at the bottom. He wanted her to give in to him completely and to beg for him to be inside of her
 
Ellie could not believe how talented Seth was at this. He was giving her, by far, the best head she'd ever received, and she was thoroughly enjoying it. He seemed to know exactly where his tongue should go and how hard it should press. Pleasure was slowly building, bringing her closer to that glorious precipice, and she was very vocal on letting him know what was getting her there. The occasional gasp, moan, and "Fuck..." as well as her hands and her hips pulling him closer.

She then realized that this was only a prelude. He was teasing her, in a major way, but he was not giving her what she really desired: Him.

"Seth..." She said breathlessly as he continued lapping at her pussy. "Seth, I need...fuuck..." she interjected as his tongue did a maneuver she wasn't expecting. Goddamn this felt so good.
 
Seth knew it was working when he heard her start to speak actual words for the first time in what felt like forever. He didn't let her finish her sentence before pushing his lips up against her harder and sucking on her clit, circling it with his tongue. He wanted her to beg for him to fuck her, but not yet. He had waited countless years for this, and he wasn't going to rush it.

Seth rocked back onto his knees and gave her a look of pure lust before pushing her legs into the air and sliding her panties off. He dove his head back between her legs and wrapped an arm around her thigh, pulling it down over his shoulder. He moved his free hand up, and began teasing her with his fingers while continuing lick her hard, up and down across her clit. He pressed his fingers into her tight pussy just barely further with each motion back and forth until he knew she couldn't take it any longer.

He thrust one finger in, curling it up towards her pelvis at its deepest before dragging it out slowly. He couldn't believe how tight she was, squeezing against him as he added another and continued thrusting them into her in rhythm with his tongue. His cock was so hard now he almost couldn't resist any more, so he let go of her thigh to wrap his hand around it and begin stroking, hoping to abate his need to fuck her for just a little longer.
 
"FUCK" Ellie moaned as he continued to eat her out expertly. Where had he learned this? If she had known he was capable, they would've been doing this years ago!

The few seconds he spent taking her panties off were torture, but soon he was back to devouring her cunt, this time introducing his fingers. "God yes..." She said as she felt the slightest of penetration, almost hating him for teasing her so much. But damn was it working. She was soaking wet and never needed a cock in her so badly.

She thought he was good with his tongue, but his fingers were pure magic. The combination of his tongue on her clit and his fingers thrusting in and out of her felt so fucking good. A little bit more of this and she was going to cum.

"Oh my god...yes. Fuck!" She almost screamed as he started to increase his rhythm. "Fuck I'm about to cum, keep going!" She urged him on. She could feel it getting so close now.
 
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Her cries of pleasure begging him to go faster were pure bliss to his ears. Hearing the dirty thoughts hidden behind her sweet and innocent sounding voice drove him wild. He increased his speed slightly, but was experienced enough to know when to fight the urge to go too fast and lose his rhythm. He continued thrusting the full length of his fingers in and out as she continued her moans

Seth suddenly felt her muscles start to clench around his fingers and her hips thrust up against his face. He pushed back against her and fought to continue with his motion, letting her ride the orgasm for as long as her body would let her. Her wetness was now soaking his fingers and mouth, her sweet taste consuming his mind. When she finally pulled away from him, he got up onto his knees and pulled his pants down revealing his rock hard cock. He had a dick fit for a porn star, long straight and just thick enough, and he loved to show it off. He towered over her body, stroking it long enough to take in the beauty infront of him and let her do the same.
 
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Ellie's eyes shut tightly as she felt the wave of the orgasm crash over her. What was crazy was that he kept going and it felt like another wave hit her full force. At that moment the pleasure was too much and she found herself pulling away from in order to get a bit of reprieve and to fully enjoy this high. She stared up at the hotel room ceiling, breathing heavily, her body motionless.

"Holy shit..." She said softly. When Seth didn't respond she sat up on her elbow to look at him. "Holy shit..." She said in amazement at the monster that he held in his hands. How had she not known that he was packing such an impressive dick. It was probably the most beautiful dick she had ever seen. She didn't even realize that she was biting her lower lip.

Ellie looked up is body and drank in his perfectly sculpted body. The was no longer the boy she had grown up with. This was a man who knew how to make a lady happy. And he had surely done so already. She looked up into his eyes and saw her best friend, but also saw lust, desire, and satisfaction there and she had the need to repay him.

She moved to position herself to lay in front of where he was kneeling. His hand was on his cock, stroking it, and watching to see what she would do. She smiled up at him as she reached out and wrapped her smaller hands around his raging hard shaft, right about where his hand was. She started to slowly stroke it towards her as she stuck out her tongue and licked the small bead of precum off the tip of his cock.

She continued stroking slowly as she wrapped her lips around his head, sucking slightly and moving her tongue around, exploring everything. She started to take more of his cock in her mouth and couldn't help but to emit a small moan as she bobbed her head, meeting her hand as she stroked him.
 
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