Running High

JC wished he was naked and that instead of his cock being sandwiched between them that it was buried inside Nicole. As it was, her hot pussy resting on the base of his cock was the most thrilling moment of his life. He was so close to making her his...

The kiss continued with each step. His hands supported her weight by cupping her tight ass and pressing her against him. Her legs wrapped around his waist and she clung to him, seemingly as if her life depended on it.

He sat on the bed holding her in place his hands now free to roam her delicious body.
 
Nicole thought her heart was going to explode with how fast it was beating, how excited she was by the way their bodies rubbed together as JC carried her. And, strangely, the way his hands held her bottom so firmly only seemed to add to the excitement.

Her stomach seemed to suddenly drop out from under her, and it took her a moment to realize that he had sat down. Thankfully, he didn't stop kissing her and she leaned completely against him, not wanting to have a single inch of her not touching him.

Oh the things she suddenly wanted. Things she really had no business wanting, not yet... Not so soon. His hands caressed her arms and back, causing her to try to wiggle even closer, and the wiggling underscored one of those things she wanted, and wanted so badly that it started to scare her.
 
JC was in heaven. If this was sinning, he was in for a life long commitment, especially if it was with Nicole. The way she rolled her hips driving her pussy against his turgid member was unlike any feeling he could remember. He couldn't remember how many women he had been with over the course of his collegiate career, more than a few, less than a hundred if he had to guess.

Not one of them evoke the feelings that Nicole did. Not even close.

His desire for her threatened to over boil every time he saw her, like it had the previous night. But now, he was in control of himself, and he knew what he wanted.

To be buried balls deep in Nicole.

He rolled onto his side pulling her with him, never breaking the kiss. His top hand trailed down to her ass and he squeezed it firmly, his fingers wrapping around to her crevasse, and folds.
 
The more she thought about what might potentially happen next, the more agitated Nicole became. She couldn't understand her behavior. She and Jason had dated for years before they had finally done more than hugging and kissing. She had never acted so wanton with him. Had never sat on a kitchen counter while someone stripped her down to just her panties. Didn't push so closely that she thought she could feel a zipper actually press into her.

Apparently the same was not true with JC. With him, she was on fire. With him, she practically plastered herself to him, trying to get as close as possible, grinding against him, rubbing against him like some kind of cat in heat.

'Oh my god, he must think I'm the biggest slut,' she thought as tremors seemed to radiate throughout her entire body.

The tremors worsened until the only thing that seemed to keep her centered were his lips against hers and the feeling of his hand sliding along her bottom. And even then she still found herself pushing as close to JC as she could.
 
The ache in his balls was matched only by the ache in his soul as JC yearned for Nicole; wanting, needing to possess her, take her, make her his forever.

He rolled her onto her back, never breaking the kiss as he settled between her legs. One hand busily played at her pussy, feeling how wet her panties had become; how hot and ready Nicole had become.

His other hand loosened his own shorts and he hurriedly yanked them down to his knees freeing his engorged cock.

He didn't bother removing her panties. Rather he pulled the gusset aside and pressed his hips forward. The crown of his scepter found her opening easily and naturally; neither of them had to guide it into place. He pressed forward just a little until the very tip was within her and the rest of him poised to invade her.

He broke the kiss, and looked at Nicole. As her eyes fluttered open, JC pressed forward slowly filling her tight pussy as he stared into her honey colored eyes.
 
She should have been embarrassed when he rolled her to her back and began cupping her mound with his hand again. Goodness it felt good when he did that as well as when he pressed his long fingers along her slit. She should have been mortified at how obvious her wetness had become, but she wasn't.

If anything, she was frustrated by her inability to actually verbalize how good it felt. And what more she wanted.

As if he could read her mind and knew exactly what her tongue tied self wanted, she felt her panties nudged to the side. Breathlessly expecting to feel one of his fingers to slip along and the inside her lips, her brows furrowed as she felt something something more enter her.

Wanting to protest when he stopped their heated kids, Nicole's eyes fluttered open and were immediately caught by JC's. And as he slowly pushed forward, she realized she was going to get exactly what she had wanted to ask for after all and her lips parted on a small moan.
 
It was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard and JC wished he had recorded it. The low soulful moan rattled from her mouth solidified any doubt he may have had into a certainty that he would go to his grave with.

He kissed her his hips moving as slowly as he could savoring the absolute pleasure her tightness offered him.

It was as if she were a virgin again without the pain of breaking her hymen. She was tight, wet, and her hips rolled up with each of his long thrusts down.

The feel of her massive breasts smashed between their bodies, the way her vagina clutched at his cock, the way her arms and legs wrapped around him, holding him tight against her, all led to a sensory overload JC had never experienced before, and likely to never experience again.
 
My God...

There were no other words to describe how it felt to look into his eyes as he sank slowly into her. Suddenly it was like everything in her world slowed down to the point where she could hear their mingled heart beats and the extended moan of pleasure that was dragged out of her. That and nothing else...

She found she couldn't look away even had she wanted to. His look was so heated she was surprised she didn't burst into flames. Fiercely concentrating as if he was holding himself back, he gave her time to adjust as he inched into her, clearly recognizing how long it had been. And when their bodies finally touched, when he had totally and completely filled her, there was something that could only be described as awe and utter satisfaction and it threatened to take her breath away.

He paused there a moment. It could have been seconds. It could have been minutes, but all Nicole knew was how good it felt. How right.

And then he moved, claiming her lips once more and it was like a switch had been flipped deep inside, urging her to move again, matching his movements with echoing motions of her own.

Stroke for stroke, thrust for thrust, her body in total synchronization with his.

She hadn't envisioned things going this far when she had come over, but now that it was happening, she wasn't sure she ever wanted to stop.
 
This was not a fuck. JC knew that as sure as the sum was hot. He didn't know if it were love making or not; but, in no way was this a fuck.

Not for him, and from what he saw in her eyes, not for Nicole either. His eyes never wavered from hers, as his hips rose and fell in long powerful unhurried strokes. She was so tight that at times he worried that he would hurt her; or, she would snap his cock off.

He listened to the sounds of their coupling and he found it as beautiful song as any. The soft moans and gasps from Nicole punctuated by his steady breathing and occasional grunt.

Over and over his mouth pressed against hers, his tongue dancing wildly with hers. He felt the pressure building too quickly in his loins, his need overpowering his desire for control.

He ran his hands up her arms until her wrists crossed above her head. Placing his right hand over them he pinned her arms down as his stroke became more forceful, more urgent. His pelvis rimmed into her clit as his cock filled her faster and faster. As he felt her legs lock around his thighs, JC moaned hoarsely as his back arched, releasing a torrent of cum deep inside her.
 
This was so beyond anything she had experienced before. With Jason, it had been soft and easy, a lazy Sunday afternoon watching the rain fall. With JC, it was like a monsoon, so hot and wild, she feared she'd be swept away and she wondered if she'd ever be the same again.

Every grunt he made seemed to increase her excitement, little signals that he found their wild coupling as exciting as she did, and it only served to incite her to undulate beneath him all the more. More, please...

She shivered when he slid his hands up her arms, and the shivers increased when he pinned her arms high above her head. There was something about being held that way, kept in place purely by a firm grip on her hands and the pistoning of his hips that called to something within her. Oh god...

His thrusts grew harder, seemed to go deeper, and with every thrust she felt a zap to her clit. Hooking her legs around his thighs for fear that the faster pace would cause him to pop out, she whimpered as the angle changed ever so slightly, emphasizing how completely he filled her with each downward thrust. So close...

Just as she felt herself started to tense up, JC moaned above her and went rigid. There was a sudden flooding deep within her womb and it triggered her own startling release, taking her breath away at its intensity.
 
JC stared down at Nicole, and smiled warmly at her before lowering himself for a kiss. Every emotion he had for her poured out of the soft kiss and his tongue dancing lightly in her mouth. He held his pelvis in place, keep ing his cock in her as long as possible before the blood seeped back out of his member.

When he wetly plopped out of her he moaned at the lack of contact with her and kissed her again. "Thank you," he whispered against her lips, "This was magical."

He shifted his weigh and allowed her legs freedom again, then wrapped his arms around her holding her close. "I..." he stammered a moment. "I want you to know..."

He paused trying to find what he wanted to say the looked at the concern in her eyes. "I want you to know I am ready for round two when you are," he quipped.
 
For a moment, they just stared at each other, each of them struggling to catch their breath. JC recovered faster and gave her a smile so sweet it almost made her cry, and the kiss he planted on her lips did bring tears to her eyes. Sweet, but at the same time, it left her feeling more breathlessly desired than she had felt in awhile.

Try ever...

It was a struggle to hide her sense of loss when he finally slipped out of her, and she would have hidden her face against his chest except he leaned in for another kiss.

Thank you. This was magical.

She quickly moved her legs from their death grip around his waist when he shifted, assuming he was getting ready to roll off of her. Jason had never been one to linger after they had sex, and she was horrified about how she had been clinging to him. She had to fight the sigh that almost escaped when he pulled her in tight against him, craving the closeness while wanting to run away from what she had just done.

I... I want you to know... I want you to know I am ready for round two when you are.

His words startled a laugh out of her. She wasn't sure she was going to be able to move after their frantic coupling and he was talking about round two?! With each passing moment the self recriminations were setting in, and she was trying not to freak out over her behavior.

"JC...," she started hesitantly, "I, um... maybe later?" She wasn't sure what made her substitute later for her planned some other time, but apparently her body had other plans despite what all her flight instincts wanted to demand.
 
JC coup see the doubts clouding the eyes he loved. That revelation startled him and he took a breath to collect himself.

He smiled, "We have all night, " he whispered his voice as warm as a southern wind and more gentle. He ran his hands along her thighs a moment considering his next words.

He knew they were at an important juncture of the relationship. They had just made love, or had sex. He was leaning towards made love. He could see the fear and doubt in her eyes; shining like a bat signal for everyone to see.

He settled on the truth, easier that way.

"I hope that you understand how I feel. I hope this is the first of a lifetime of nights you want to stay with me."
 
We have all night.

She all but melted at the whispered words, coupled with the way his hands stroked up and down her thighs as if he were petting her. She wanted to laugh. She wanted to cry. She wanted to run. She wanted to hide. Wanted him...

I hope that you understand how I feel. I hope this is the first of a lifetime of nights you want to stay with me.

For a minute, she stared at him blankly and then her eyes filled with tears, causing her to shut them in an attempt to keep them from flowing. Half of her was itching to run, to avoid any talk of lifetimes, having learned the hard way some were far shorter than others. The other half wanted desperately to accept the implied promise.

When she thought she had control over her voice, she asked in a soft voice, "Would you just hold me a moment?"
 
JC smiled warmly at Nicole and whispered, "Try to stop me."

He rolled onto his side so that they faced each other and he gathered her as close as possible. He knew that physicists would tell you that two objects can not occupy the same space in the same time. He yearned to prove them wrong.

Nicole buried her head into the hollow of his neck and JC kissed the top of her head gently as he stroked her back in long languid movements. It felt to him almost like stroking a guitar, a fabulous sexy guitar that he had no right to have his grubby paws on.

But now that he did, JC had no plan to ever let go again.
 
She opened her eyes in time to see the warm smile spread across his handsome face seconds before hearing his whispered response. Try to stop me. Four simple words. Four words that caused the tears that were once again threatening to spill, and she could only imagine what he'd think if that were to happen.

Thankfully, he didn't say anything else, but instead rolled to his side and pulled her close. Like puzzle pieces fitting just so, she found herself nestled into the hollow of his neck and there didn't seem to be an inch of her that wasn't pressed against an inch of him.

There was something incredibly soothing in the way his hand glided up and down her back, and after a few minutes, she closed her eyes and tried to relax. She tried to block out all the negative thoughts that were trying to invade by focusing instead on the sound of his steady breathing and the faint rasp of his hand as it moved along her skin.

Slowly, heart beat by heart beat, stroke by stroke, she relaxed until she wasn't sure if she were awake or asleep.
 
JC kissed Nicole's temple and began peppering her face with wistful kisses. He kissed the corner of her eye, and the taste of salt filled his mouth. He paused a moment looking down at her.

His heart swelled the affection he held for her almost overwhelmed him. He lowered his mouth again and began kissing her again slowly. His hand continued to stroke her back in long languid motions. He brushed across the top of her ass and his body reacted slowly but surely to the stimulus as he hardened again.

His mouth made it to hers and he kissed her slowly his tongue teasing her mouth into action. The head of his cock brushed against her labia and JC began flexing his gluts forcing his cock to rub along her lower lips. Back and forth, a little at a time the head of his cock spread her lips open a little at a time.

He felt as much heard Nicole whimper into his mouth as he pressed her onto her back. He followed her and straddled her thighs keeping the head nestled between her lips.

He stopped and looked at Nicole. His voice was softer than a snowflake as he asked, "Are you willing to try something with me?"
 
His lips were soft as they pressed kisses against the side of her head, warm, feathery kisses that left her feeling warm inside. They paused in their circuit at the corner of her eye, and she squirmed inside at the thought that he might have discovered how close to tears she was.

She could tell JC was looking at her, and she reluctantly looked up into his warm eyes. Thankfully he didn't ask any questions, especially since she wasn't sure she had answers. He simply looked at her for a long moment before he slowly lowered his head and claimed her lips again.

'Could kiss him all day,' she thought as their lips met again and again. His hand continued to traverse slowly up and down her back, back and forth until the only things she could focus on were his lips against hers and the warm fingers sliding along her skin.

One kiss flowed into another and another until she found herself suckling on his tongue as it slid seductively between her lips, and it seemed only natural to feel an almost mirrored response further below. Back and forth, in and out, his tongue and cock seemed to move in synchronicity, slow, teasing forays that were driving her crazy in anticipation. ohpleaseohpleaseohplease...

The need to feel him slide home left her whimpering, and she should have been embarrassed. Should have, but wasn't. The whimpers increased as he continued to slid along her lips, until he finally... finally nudged her onto her back and straddled her, his cock pressed intimately against her.

Are you willing to try something with me?

There wasn't the slight hesitation on her part as she nodded, trying her best not to squirm under him. Something, anything...
 
JC breathed a sigh of contentment and nodded. He grabbed his cock and slid it up and down her slit, her juices beginning to coat him liberally.

He looked at her and said, "We will start slow, and add as you get more comfortable. "

Leaning over he opened the drawer to the night stand and pulled something that looked like a night mask out. He held it for her to see and as he did JC flexed a little making his cock slid up across her clit. "I am going to put this on you, so that you cannot see but will feel everything I do in a heightened state."

He dropped it over her eyes and fastened the velcro behind her head so that it was snug enough to not fall off, but not so snug it caused pain.

He leaned over, a hand on each side of her and asked, "RReady?"
 
When JC took hold of his erection and rubbed it along her lips, Nicole assumed he'd push into her wetness and was puzzled when he talked of going slow instead. She wasn't sure what he meant by adding when she got more comfortable. It wasn't like she hadn't already felt all of him deep inside her already, right?!

Her confusion deepened when he leaned over, rustling around in the drawer to the night stand. The position caused him to press more firmly against her, and she squirmed a little when he nudged her clit as he sat back up, waving a night mask at her.

I am going to put this on you, so that you cannot see but will feel everything I do in a heightened state.

Before she could fully process his comment, he had placed the mask over her eyes and was securing it in place. She tried to peer through the material, turning her head to see if there was some way of peeking under the mask but it was too snug against her face.

Ready?

Her face automatically turned in the direction of his voice, although of course she couldn't see him. A shiver of nervousness gripped her, her body starting to tense at the approaching unknown, but she nodded anyway.
 
JC smiled down at Nicole and he caressed her stomach slowly, and with a light touch. The head of his cock was nestled against her opening as his hands continued stroking her. From crotch to face his hands flitted around, touching, caressing, stroking, and tugging.

He didn't pinch her at all, his touch staying soft and constantly moving.

He felt her squirming and pressed his hips forward just far enough to pop the head into her core. He brought a hand down and used his thumb to caress her clit slowly.

His voice was warm and hungry as he asked, 'So far so good?"
 
She flinched at the unexpected caress to her stomach and she strained to see or hear what he was going to do next, but the mask was impenetrable and, outside of what appeared to be her overly loud breathing, there was nothing to indicate what he was going to do next. Nothing except the distracting feeling of him tucked so provocatively between her legs.

And then suddenly there was a lightening round of movement where his hands were everywhere. Light strokes, longer caresses... even a gentle tug or two, constantly moving in an unhurried pace that left her breathlessly waiting for his next touch.

She never knew where he would touch next and soon she had lost track of anything else but him and his constantly teasing touches. The only constant was the press of his hardness at the very juncture of her thighs, and each startled reaction from a sudden touch pushed her more and more against him until she was squirming hoping he'd understand what she wanted.

Nicole gasped when she felt him shift and felt him slide ever so slightly into her. It was just enough to realize he had slid into her wetness, but like his caresses, it left her wanting more. Her mouth opened in a silent moan when he teased her clit, causing her to squirm even more.

So far so good?

It took her two tries before she was able to answer in a soft, slightly trembling voice, "Yes, s-so good."
 
JC smiled warmly at Nicole even though she could not see it. His hands started their movements again. Touching, caressing, tugging, pinching her gently in a constant fluid movement. From clit to side, to her breasts he covered every inch of Nicole's body he could reach, which was of course all of her.

He took her clit between his thumb and middle finger of his right hand and began snapping his fingers gently, using it as the fulcrum point. As Nicole began vibrating, JC pressed his hips forward a little with each snap until Nicole was spasming around his meat stick.

Then with a firm thrust, JC filled her completely and laid on top of Nicole, his mouth covering hers as his tongue dove into her mouth much like his cock had taken her pussy.
 
Nicole sighed softly when JC's hands started roaming again. One minute here, the next minute there. Flitting about her body in a teasing, maddening way that left her breathlessly anticipating his next move, and all the way she could feel him - just inside, but no further.

Another soft moan slipped past her lips when his fingers twisted her clit and it continued with each successive tweak. 'Oh god, yes' she thought as tremors began radiating out from her very core, tremors that seem to keep going and going and going as she felt JC finally start moving deeper inside her.

Just when she thought the tremors would begin to recede, JC pushed his hips forward, completely filling her before claiming her mouth in a kiss that left her head spinning and had her entire body trembling.
 
JC began sawing his hips back and forth with firm strokes designed to make his pelvis hit Nicole's clit just before he filled her. His hips rolled with each thrust driving his pelvis down squashing her nub and massaging it simultaneously.

His mouth stayed on hers, tongues dancing intricately in her mouth. He gathered her hands in his and pinned her hands above her head on the pillow.

Slowly, methodically and with all the passion he felt for her, JC drover her over the edge of orgasmic bliss and through it, never slowing and never speeding up his hips.

It was a pace he could maintain for quote some time and he had every intention of lasting as long as possible.
 
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