“Turn over,” he told her.
He girl turned over and got on her hands and knees on the bed. She propped her naked ass up directly in front of the guys cock and spread her legs open nice and wide for him.
The guy groaned with pleasure as he slowly slid his rock hard cock into pussy. He gripped both her buttocks as he sunk the rest of his cock deep down inside of her. The girl closed her eyes and moaned in pleasure, pushing her hips back so that his cock was completely engulfed inside her pussy.
“Ahhh,” the guy sighed, squeezing her buttocks against his crotch.
His cock was throbbing hard against the walls of her pussy and he didn’t know how much longer he could hold back his orgasm. He slowly pulled his cock back out of her pussy until the head of dick was just inside the opening of her slit. Then he thrust deep down inside of her again, this time with a quick violent stroke. Her buttocks shook from the vibration of his thrust, and the two of them moaned simultaneously at the sensation.
Elise was so wet now she could feel her thong starting to become saturated with her own juices. She looked down at her nipples and noticed they were so hard that they were poking out through the fabric of her thin white dress. Still, she kept watching the couple, completely mesmerized by their sexual act
The guy was gripping the blonde by her buttocks and he was squeezing them, his fingers massaging into the girl’s flesh. He pulled his cock back and plunged it back into the girl’s twat, the muscles in his own buttocks clenching from the tension. Beads of sweat were starting to form on the guy’s forehead and chest, and he was panting and moaning louder with each deep thrust. IN and out, IN and out, he was thrusting his cock deep into the girl’s hole, as she screamed and moaned in pleasure. The guy closed his eyes and threw his head back as his thrusts started getting harder and faster and harder and faster.
Elise felt tiny beads of sweat beginning to form on her own forehead as she watched the couple fucking on the frat house bed. She swallowed hard and blinked her eyes, feeling her own sexual arousal beginning to grow.
Just then, Elsie heard someone coming up the stairs behind her. She quickly backed away from the cracked door and hurried down the hallway into the bathroom.
Chapter 5
Elise shut the bathroom door and locked it. She stood over the commode and pulled down her thong. It was soaked with her own vaginal juices, and Elise felt a twinge of embarrassment. She sat down on the commode to relieve herself, the images of the sexual couple still fresh inside her head.
She washed and dried her hands, and fixed her hair in the mirror before exiting the bathroom and heading back down the hallway. As she passed by the bedroom where she’d been peeking in on the couple’s sexual exploits, she noticed that the door was now completely closed. The couple must have finally noticed that the door was cracked and had gotten up to close it.
Elise went back down the stairs to find Kevin. She finally found him knocking back shots with a group of fraternity guys in a room near the kitchen. When he saw her approaching, he downed his shot quickly and started walking towards her.
There was loud music playing in the room and Kevin started performing subtle dance moves as he approached Elise. She felt herself starting to get nervous again because she’d never danced with a guy before and she had a feeling her was going to make her dance with him. And right in front of all these people, too, she thought to herself.
As he swayed his arms and hips and moved to the beat of the music, he looked right into her eyes with a confident, seductive smirk on his face. He had removed his leather jacket when they’d first arrived, and his masculine, toned arms were swinging to the music.
He was right in front of Elise, so close that she could smell the scent of his cologne. He was gyrating against her hip flashing her his sexy smile.
“Come on Lovely,” he said, taking her hands into his. “Dance with me.”
Elise smiled nervously back at him. She wanted to shake her head, but she knew already knew it’d be pointless. She didn’t know how to dance and she was afraid to make her a fool out of herself in front of all the people at the party.
“Come on, Love, it’s easy. Just swing your hips from side to side like this,” Kevin said, placing his hand on her waist and rocking his hips side to side in a swaying motion.
Elise couldn’t help thinking about how sexy he looked, gyrating his hips and looking into her eyes. He started swinging her arms from side to side to the beat of the music. Elise looked around nervously. Kevin placed both his hands gently on her face, his hips still in full sway, and looked right into her eyes.
“Don’t pay them any attention. It’s just you and me, right here, right now,” he said softly, but with a stern edge.
Elise tried to relax as he wrapped his toned arms around her thin waistline and moved his body closer in against hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck and closed her eyes. She was still feeling a slight buzz from the alcohol she’d drank earlier.
She felt Kevin’s breath on her neck as he rocked his hips against hers, swaying both their bodies in unison to the beat of the playing music. Elise felt like she could stay there inside his arms forever. The song began to fade out and then a slow song started to play. Kevin moved in closer to Elise pressing his body into hers.
“I love this song,” he whispered softly in her ear.
Elise had heard it on the radio before, but she wasn’t sure who the artist was. Her mother had always been very adamant about Elise listening to “secular, worldly music.” “The music of the Devil” is what her parents used to call it. But now, as Elise slowly rocked from side to side, locked in Kevin’s strong arms with her body so close to his, she felt like it was her favorite song in the world.
She laid her head on his shoulder as they danced to the slow song. She started thinking about what she’d seen upstairs in that bedroom and felt a shiver run down her spine. Her parents had told her that sex was something that only supposed to be shared between a husband and a wife, and that fornication was a vile, disgusting and despicable act. Although she’d been shocked by what she’d seen, she now felt herself wondering what it felt like. The blonde-haired had made it look so pleasurable. She started to wonder if Kevin’s cock looked like the brown-haired guy’s.
The feel of Kevin’s lips against her forehead snapped her back into reality. She lifted her head to look in his face. He was looking down at her with a look of longing in his eyes.
“Let’s get out of here,” he said softly.
The two of them went to grab their jackets. They said their good-byes to Kevin’s friends and left the party.
Elise was leaning her head against the top of Kevin’s back as they sped down the street on his motorcycle. She didn’t know where he was taking her, but she honestly didn’t care. She was just happy to be with him.
She wondered if her mother had gotten the text she’d sent earlier. She felt a twinge of guilt for having lied to her mother, but just being able to spend this time with Kevin made her feel like it had been worth it. She’d told her mother in the text message that she wasn’t feeling well and was going to bed early. She didn’t know if her mother would be suspicious or not, but at this point, she no longer cared.
Kevin finally pulled into the driveway of a small grey house.
“Where are we?” Elise asked him, as he helped her off the bike.
“This is where I live,” he told her. He took her by the hand and led her into the house.
Once inside, Kevin turned on the living room light, took Elise’s jacket for her and told her to make herself comfortable. Elise sat down on the black leather sofa and clicked on the 42-inch flat screen television mounted on his living room wall.
Kevin returned shortly with a bottle of white wine and two champagne glasses. More alcohol, Elise thought to herself. Kevin sat down beside her and poured their drinks.
“Put on whatever you like,” Kevin told her. “We can watch a movie if you want.”
Elise looked through the ch
annels until she found a nice comedy she’d been wanting to see. Kevin handed her a drink and raised his glass up in the air.
“I’d like to propose a toast,” he said. Elise giggled.
“To what?” she asked.
“To you,” he said, smiling at her. “To your first motorcycle ride, your first college party, your first drink, your first dance, and your first…”
“Time watching two people have sex,” Elise interrupted.
Kevin’s eyes got big in surprise, and he almost dropped his glass.
“WHAT?!?” he exclaimed, his voice expressing his utter shock.
Elise took a sip of her wine.
“Yeah, when I went upstairs to the bathroom, one of the bedroom doors was cracked just a little. I couldn’t help myself so I peeked inside,” she confessed.
Kevin couldn’t believe his ears. He threw his head back let out a loud laugh.
“You perv!” he bellowed, pushing her in the shoulder, teasingly. ”To first times,” he said, holding his glass back up.
“To first times,” Elise repeated. They tapped glasses and took a drink.
They set their glasses down on the black glass coffee table in front of the sofa. Kevin suddenly leaned in and kissed her softly, but firmly on her lips. Elise closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his soft lips against hers.
Kevin moved in closer to her and took her in his arms, kissing her passionately. Elise succumbed to his embrace and wrapped her arms around his neck. She felt Kevin’s tongue slowly penetrate her lips and intertwine with her own. This time, she did not pull away. She moaned at the sensation of feeling his tongue against hers. Again, she felt a tingle rush down the base of her spine as she started to become aroused.
Kevin pulled back from her momentarily. He had a look of longing on his face. He took Elise’s hand and placed it on his crotch. She could feel the swollen erection of his throbbing cock through the fabric of his pants. To her surprise, just realizing how much he wanted her in that way really turned her on. The vision of the couple in the frat house bedroom started coming back to her and she knew she wanted to feel what the blonde girl had felt and experience the same pleasure she’d watched her experience.
She fondled Kevin’s erection through his pants, and then unzipped them and reached her hand inside. Kevin sighed in pleasured as she stroked him through the thin fabric of his boxers. Kevin cupped his hands over her pert breasts and fondled them through her dress. She moaned at the feel of his hands touching her that way, and instantly she knew she wanted more.
Kevin was looking at her with desire in his eyes. He stood up, picked Elise up into his arms and carried her into his bedroom.
Kevin took his time with Elise, wanting to savor every moment, every touch, every kiss, and every thrust. It was his first time with a virgin and her first time ever. He kissed and caressed every inch of her body, and spent extra time between her legs, gently sucking her clit until she began to squeal and shake in orgasmic pleasure. He placed 2 fingers inside of her, getting her ready to receive his hard, throbbing cock.
God, she was tight.
He started out gentle, inserting his cock a little at a time until he was balls-deep inside of her dripping wet slit. They both moaned, groaned and panted with pleasure until Kevin couldn’t hold back his orgasm any longer. He collapsed on top of her, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking and gently kissed her on her forehead.
Elise was awakened by the sunlight shining in through Kevin’s bedroom window. She opened her eyes and squint, trying to adjust to the brightness of the light. She yawned softly and stretched her arms out above her head. The memory of the night before started to come back to her when she felt a slight soreness between her legs. She looked over next to her and saw that Kevin was not lying there. She sat up and looked around. On the chair next to the bed, Kevin had left her a bathrobe to put on.
Elise wrapped herself in the soft, warm bathrobe and walked out into the kitchen. Kevin was standing over the stove preparing a breakfast of bacon and eggs. The smell of the bacon sizzling on the stove made her mouth water.
“Morning, Lovely,” Kevin said, placing a plate of bacon and eggs on the table in front of her.
“Morning,” she replied with a smile.
He kissed her on her forehead and sat a glass of orange juice down beside her plate.
”Elise, I know it seems sudden, but I can tell you’re an unusual kind of girl. You’re different. You’re the special sort of girl I’ve been looking for, for a long time. I wanted to tell you that, I’ve never been with a virgin before. It really meant a lot to me, and I want to make us official.”
Kevin pulled a small box out of his pocket and opened it up. Elise was speechless. She watched in awe as he opened up the box to reveal a shiny golden engagement ring with a big, beautiful diamond in the middle. Elise’s eyes got big and her jaw dropped down below her chin. She clasped her hands over her mouth in amazement.
“A long time ago, before my mother passed, she gave this ring to me and told me that someday, a wonderful, special girl was going to come into my life and make me want to be a better man. She told me that the girl would be innocent and pure of heart, and different from any of the other girls I’ve ever met in my life. She told me that when I found her, to never let her go. Elise, I know now that that girl is you.”
He slowly slid the ring onto her finger and kissed her hand. Elise was beside herself with happiness. She knew her family would never approve of her being with a guy like Kevin, but she no longer cared. She wasn’t a child anymore, and she could make her own life choices. She knew she was in love in with Kevin and that if he wanted her to, she would stay with him for the rest of her life.
“Kevin, you know I’m going to have to sacrifice a lot to be with you. My parents are going to disown me when they find out,” she told him.
“And none of it will be in vain,” he promised. “I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”
Elise picked up her glass of orange juice from the table and raised it up in the air. Kevin smiled at her and followed suit with his own.
“To first times,” she said, beaming with happiness.
“To first times,” Kevin repeated. Their glasses made a “clink” sound as they tapped together.
Bonus Book - Chased
Chased
Running from the Past
A Valentine’s Day Romance Short Story
Daphne Rebecca
Chapter 1
It was a rare, sunny Saturday in early February, and it seemed to Joanna Morse that everyone in San Francisco had decided to get their afternoon pick me up at the exact same time. She stood at the back of the cramped coffee shop waiting for her order and wishing she could sit down. Leaning against the cream and sugar counter would have to do for now, though. Bored and exhausted from a long morning’s work, she let her mind wander to thoughts about her house. It had been on the market for months now, and she had yet to see a serious offer on it. She had been so excited when she found out that her estranged father, after years of barely recognizing her existence, had left her the beautiful house on Steiner Street’s famous Postcard Row. Now, after five years of home ownership, the painted lady was starting to be more of a curse than a blessing. She had finally buckled last January, admitting that property taxes and upkeep costs were becoming too much for her to handle, and put the old Victorian up for sale. It pained her to let it go, but, between her job as a reporter for the San Francisco Chronicle and working nights and weekends for her sister’s catering company, she was barely making ends meet. Her sister helped when she could, but Joanna hated imposing on her like that. The real estate agent had assured her that people would be jumping to own such a beautiful house, but one year later, and the situation was proving otherwise.
“Excuse me,” said an elderly man to her right, snapping Joanna out of her daydream. She moved out of the way as much as she could, though she was not entirely sure if the man had been talking to her or the sugar packets
on the counter behind her. This is going to take forever, she thought. It was almost fifteen minutes later when she heard the barista call out her order.
“I have a quad shot, soy latte and a blueberry muffin for… Joanne?”
She pushed her way through the small crowd, silently apologizing for her dirty uniform. It was almost one in the afternoon, but she had been on her feet since five o’clock that morning making sure wealthy philanthropists had their fill of mimosas and French toast. Joanna could not wait for the day her house sold so she could quit that job. She’d miss working with her sister, but juggling two jobs and a bare semblance of a social life was starting to take its toll. Dating had definitely been out of the question for a long time.
“It’s Joanna,” She said when she finally reached the counter, but the barista had already turned away to help the next customer. She didn’t blame him, as busy as the shop was. Her meager lunch finally in hand, Joanna’s heart sank as she scanned the inside of the coffee shop. Every single seat was taken, and the tables outside didn’t look promising either. With a frustrated huff, she left the coffee shop and began walking up the street toward the corner. Maybe I’ll have better luck finding a seat on a trolley, she thought.
“Excuse me, Miss?”
Joanna stopped in her tracks, hoping desperately that the man who had just spoken was actually talking to her. That man had the most luxuriously sexy voice Joanna had heard in a long time. It was a rich baritone, and although it was largely unaccented, she could hear small hints of the east coast. Those three simple words were enough to raise goosebumps on her arms.
“Yes?” She said as she turned to meet the gaze of the man sitting at the table beside her. His eyes were breathtaking. They were green with gold streaking through the irises and looked at her with a startling intensity. His gaze broke hers and began to wander all the way down her body, and then slowly made its way back up to her face. It was the kind of look that could make a girl forget her troubles, as well as herself, for a while. Joanna took advantage of his wandering gaze to do a little staring of her own. She wanted nothing more at that moment than to run her fingers through his artfully tousled black hair. His gray suit was impeccably tailored, and the open collar betrayed the muscles that hid beneath. There was also just the right amount of scruff on his cheeks. As she wondered what it would be like to feel the scratch of his stubble and felt a warmth fall over her entire body. Joanna couldn’t be sure how long they had looked at each other, but it felt like hours before the man spoke again.
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