by M. E. Nesser
“Smells good in here,” she said. I motioned for her to sit at the table. The table was very small. There were only two chairs; that was all there was room for. I walked to the stove and stirred the two dinners I had warming up. I ordered Szechuan Scallops and Black Pepper Beef. I hoped she liked what I ordered.
“Hope you’re hungry. They give huge portions.” I scooped the two dinners into serving bowls. I already had the rice on the warmer. “Beer or wine?” I asked her.
“I’d prefer wine, if you don’t mind. I’ve never been much of a beer drinker.”
I had to laugh because I’d suspected she wasn’t a beer drinker, but I wasn’t sure. “I kind of thought you were a wine girl. I picked up two bottles of an Italian blend I hope you like.” I showed her the bottles, and she laughed.
“That’s from the same region the bottle we had last night was from. Someone paid attention to what we were drinking.”
“Guilty as charged. Now, let’s see how Mr. Chen did with making our dinner tonight.”
We sat at the table, eating Chinese slowly with chopsticks, drinking wine, and talking. There were so many things to talk about. We talked more in depth about our families and about our aspirations after law school. After an hour I got up to clean the kitchen. She stood up and began to help me.
We worked well together. Within a few minutes, the kitchen was cleaned up and it was time to study. We walked into the living room and sat next to each other on the couch.
“You want to talk, watch television, study…?” As I asked her this, I found myself putting my arm around her shoulder and playing with the hair at the base of her neck. “I know we agreed to read, but I’m not really in the mood for it. What about you?”
“How about some music and more of that?” she asked as she pointed to my hand. Her cheeks flushed a little as she asked me that question. I could tell being bold was not her style. I wanted her to feel comfortable enough with me to ask for whatever she wanted.
As my left hand played with her hair, I reached for the remote on the table in front of me. I hit the button that controlled the stereo. Miles Davis started playing in the background.
“I’m liking it. Didn’t see you as a jazz guy.” She seemed surprised by my music choice.
“I find it hard to concentrate when there’s a lot of singing. I can concentrate and relax better when I have just instrumental music in the background.”
My hand started massaging the base of her neck. It caused her to close her eyes and lean her head back into my hand. I was massaging the back of her head with even more gusto when I had an idea.
“Come here. Sit on my lap, facing me. I’ll be able to use both hands to rub your neck and shoulders. You feel pretty tense, and I know I can make you feel better.”
She reluctantly climbed on top of me. Her knees were bent under her and she rested her weight on the outsides of my thighs. She had yoga pants, a sports bra, and a zippered shirt on. I could feel the intimate part of her body lightly resting on my lap. This could definitely change the tune of the evening if she was feeling any of the things I was experiencing.
My body started to sing the moment our midsections made contact. As she nestled in, I reached up and started rubbing her shoulders. She closed her eyes again and sighed in contentment. As I massaged her neck, I could feel her body relax and settle more heavily on my lap. She looked so pretty and relaxed sitting on me. It was fun to watch the expression on her face. She embarrassed easily and I know she would be self-conscious if I was staring at her with her eyes open. Since I was so much taller than she was, our faces were aligned. I started to rub even harder, and I could feel her body relax even more. Her head started to droop forward.
“Rest your forehead against mine,” I instructed her. She gently bent her head closer to mine, until our heads rested against one another. I could feel her breath on me, and I was sure she could also feel mine. I let my hands wander down her back, and I continued to knead her tight muscles.
“That feels so good,” she said quietly.
I worked my hands down her back until they reached her hips. The more I massaged her hips and buttocks, the more her body responded to me. I could feel her breath becoming erratic and more forced. Her hips started to move slightly on their own. It felt wonderful being this close to her.
I repositioned my head so I could kiss her. We started out lightly, but it was obvious our bodies were craving more. I started to suck on her tongue with a renewed purpose and she was very receptive. I imagined sucking on other parts of her body, which made me that much harder. My body was throbbing at the prospect of having her naked, with her beautiful body just lying there waiting for me to ravish it.
I could feel myself pulling her hips closer to mine so the contact would be more intense. Her hips continued to slightly gyrate against my cock. She had to feel how hard I was. I could feel her hands getting tangled in my hair and pulling at it. We were both heating up, and I knew where this was going.
Abruptly she leaned away from me. “Do you want to go to the bedroom?” she asked in a sexy and breathless voice.
“Why? Aren’t you comfortable in here?” I wondered.
She looked shy and embarrassed. “No, it’s not that. I’m not sure I’ve ever felt this…um…good in my life. I just thought you’d rather be in a bed.”
I laughed at her kindly. Her inexperience was so adorable. “Well, if it’s all the same to you, I’d like to get back to where we were. I was feeling pretty good too, and I’d like to continue feeling that way.”
“OK, it’s just—”
I kissed her so she didn’t have to finish her sentence. I didn’t want her to ever feel embarrassed with me, and I knew she wasn’t ready to have intercourse yet. It didn’t take long for us to find our rhythm again. We sucked on each other’s mouths and used our hands to explores each other’s body. I could feel her subtly grind her hips against me. We were as close as humanly possible with our clothes on. Her body felt really good. My hands continued to roam up and down her body. I enjoyed learning what every part of her felt like. She was very responsive and I loved hearing the quiet moans of pleasure escaping from her mouth. The music was sexy, and so was this woman. I found my hands inside of the back of her yoga pants. I was rubbing her ass and helping it move in tune with the provocative piano music in the background.
“Chad, I um…I think I might—”
“Shhh, no talking. Just enjoy all of the amazing feelings in your body. Don’t be afraid. Don’t think. Just feel.”
Emily was having a hard time kissing me because she seemed to be consumed with the sensations radiating in her body. Making out with this woman was proving to be a lot more pleasurable than I could ever have imagined. I moved my mouth to her ear. I breathed heavily into it. I sucked on the outside and the inside of it, using my tongue to tease her senses. I moved to her neck and back to her ear again. I could hear Emily responding with moans and shallow panting. I had never been so determined to make a woman climax during a make out session as I was at this very moment.
Her voice interrupted me. “Chad, I think I’m going to—”
“That’s awesome, baby. Let go…” I instructed her as I increased my pressure on her neck, ear and mouth. I couldn’t decide what part of her I wanted to suck on so I kept moving from one place to the other.
“But I never—like this—before,” she said in an apologetic voice.
“Baby, it’s OK. Stop thinking. Just feel me. Can you feel how hard I am for you? Feel my body and listen to my voice. I want you to quell all of the tension you’re holding between your legs. Give it all to me. Let me know how good you feel. We feel. You make me feel like a horny teenager. This is only the beginning. I can’t wait to ravish every square inch of your body.”
It must have been the ravishing comment that sent her over the edge. Her shallow breathing turned into an uncontrollable pant. A variety of nonsensical words escaped from her lips and I felt myself getting lost with her. It was quite the memorable moment.
24
Emily
When my orgasm subsided, I felt shy and completely spent. I guessed this was the kind of making out I’d missed in high school and in college too. I’d never made out with anyone like that before. My breathing started to go back to normal, but I was feeling too embarrassed to look at him in the eyes. I kept my eyes closed and rested my forehead against his. “Uh, thank you for that. I never had anything like that happen before. It was pretty amazing.”
“I thought so too. You don’t have to thank me. I think we both benefitted,” he said to me. His mood was lighthearted and I was glad he thought it was amazing too.
I could feel myself tensing up a little, though. I wasn’t sure if he felt as satisfied as I did. I took a deep breath before I whispered in his ear, “But what about you?”
“What about me? Didn’t you hear me when I said we both benefitted? Your moans sent me over the edge right there with you. I can’t say I lasted quite as long as you did, but it was pretty damn hot for me too. Does that surprise you?” he asked me.
“I don’t know. Yes, perhaps. I’ve never had a man respond to me like that. It was intense.” I finally got the nerve to lean back and look at him in the eyes. “Thank you,” I said again.
“Will you stop thanking me? I enjoyed it as much as you did. Do you know, while I was sucking your mouth, I was thinking about all the other parts of your body I wanted to suck on? It’s time you realize that you are a beautiful and desirable woman. In fact, I’m feeling some more desire building up in me. Can I show you what I was thinking about doing to you while we were kissing just then?” he asked eagerly.
I couldn’t speak. His intensity had me mesmerized, so I just nodded. I watched as he unzipped my shirt. He slowly removed it from my arms. Next he reached his thumbs under my sports bra and pulled it up and over my head. I lifted my arms without him even asking. No one had ever undressed me before. I didn’t know a man taking your clothes off could be so sexy.
He threw my bra on the floor and lifted his hands to cup my breasts. He massaged both of them at the same time. His touch was loving and sensual, not hard and rushed, like I was used to. He put his face between them. He moved to my left breast and started sucking on my nipple. I could feel my body start to throb again. Wow, this felt amazing. My body was a bundle of overactive nerves and I wanted more.
I wasn’t sure what to do with my hands, so I grabbed the back of his head. When he had my left nipple hard as a rock, he ventured to the other side. The way he moved from breast to breast, nipple to nipple, was intoxicating. It felt like he was making love to my breasts. It was incredibly erotic. I couldn’t help the movements of my hips as I gently rotated against him. I knew he could sense my arousal. My chest felt flushed and my breathing was becoming labored again.
As I became more worked up, he sucked more forcefully. I could feel him harden beneath me and that made me even more aroused. I dug my hands into his hair and pulled it hard. I never pulled a man’s hair before, but he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he appeared to like it. Being this brazen felt hedonistic and I enjoyed every minute of it. One of his hands stayed on my breast as the other moved behind me and into the back of my yoga pants. I felt his hand massaging my backside and urging our bodies closer. Our rhythm became more frenzied and I felt myself spiraling out of control.
“Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?” I asked him. He chuckled at my question and continued to make love to my breasts and knead my ass. My body felt like it was being possessed by an extremely wanton woman and I was thoroughly enjoying it. I never knew I could feel so aroused. I craved this man’s touch like the air I was breathing.
“I want you to come over and over again,” Chad mumbled as he sucked on my chest. The sound of his voice intensified the longing I felt in the very core of my being. I didn’t even realize how hard I was pulling his hair. I started riding him like the priceless stallion he was. Even with our clothes on it was obvious that he was as hard as I was wet. I couldn’t contain the unintelligible words that were coming out of my mouth.
Chad continued to feast on my breasts as I dug my hands into his scalp and gasped for breath. “I want to hear you, Emily. Don’t hold back. Give me everything you have!”
There was something about the sexy tone of his voice that sent shivers through my entire body. I loved hearing him talk to me. As soon as he gave me permission to come again, I did. I couldn’t have stopped the yells that escaped my mouth if I’d tried. I came long and hard. It was incredible. I think the tingling sensations traveled all the way to my feet. I’m not sure I’d ever get enough of this ridiculously sexy man.
As I was coming down from the insane roller-coaster ride he took me on, I sat back and looked at Chad. He had the most playful smirk on his face.
“Feeling pretty smug?” I asked him.
“Smug? Maybe a little. That was hot. You are hot. I loved watching you come. But smugness is only a small part of what I am feeling. I’m very happy that I’ve met you Emily and that you’ve given me this chance to get to know you better. Our chemistry is intense, especially after such a short time. I’ve never felt such an instantaneous connection with any woman before. You know, I’m pretty excited about getting to know you even better. If you’re this insatiable with your clothes on, I can only imagine how great it will be when we take our clothes off. Listen, I don’t know about you, but I’m pretty relaxed. I think I’d like to take a quick shower and go to bed and read for a bit.”
“Oh, OK, I’ll go now,” I said as I started to climb off of his lap.
“Oh no you don’t. You’re not going anywhere. It’s too late to be cabbing it home. Besides, I want you here. I’m pretty sure I’ll sleep better with you next to me.”
“I don’t have any of my things,” I said.
“I’ll give you one of my T-shirts to sleep in. I have an extra toothbrush around here somewhere. Or you could always use mine. What do you say? How about a sleepover?” His childlike grin and adorable dimples made it impossible for me to say no, and anyway I didn’t want to.
Decision was made. I was going to spend the night with this ridicuously sexy man who just gave me two amazing orgasms. I’m not sure if I had never been this excited or this nervous in my life. I hopped off of his lap, and he stood up next to me. I walked to the front door to grab my book bag. He followed me to the door, grabbed my hand and walked me to his bedroom.
He went into one of his dresser drawers and pulled out an old soft cotton T-shirt for me to change into. He pointed toward the bathroom and told me he was going into the kitchen to grab us each a bottle of water. I used the bathroom, changed into his shirt, and crawled into his bed with my textbook. I wasn’t sure if I should leave my undies on. They were pretty damp so I decided to take them off. It felt naughty wearing his shirt and nothing else. The new and improved Emily was becoming a risk taker.
“You look beautiful lying there in my bed. You also have a mischievous look on your face. It isn’t easy for me to bounce back as quickly as you’re able to. I may need a little time to be ready again.” He handed me a bottle of water and I felt a jolt of electricity when our hands touched. He leaned over a gave me a loving kiss on the mouth. When he stood back up, I stared at him with the biggest grin on my face.
“I’m pretty happy right now. I could actually go to sleep for a bit, but I need to get some reading done too.” To be honest, sleep wasn’t what I wanted, but I knew I should probably sleep for a little while at some point tonight. Chad disappeared into the bathroom. I heard the shower turn on. I opened my book and blindly stared at it. I was replaying our make out session in my head. It was so…wow. My mind was reeling with excitement. I heard the shower turn off and a few minutes later Chad reappeared in the bedroom with his boxer briefs on. Jesus, he had a beautiful body. I couldn’t help gawking at his beautiful body.
“In case you were wondering, I can’t remember the last time that happened to me,” he commented as he walked over to his book bag an
d retrieved the book we were supposed to read.
“What do you mean?” I asked him as he crawled into the bed next to me.
He looked me in the eyes and cupped my chin. “I haven’t come in my boxers since I was in the tenth grade. What are you doing to me?” He leaned in took a hold of my face and gave me a kiss on my lips.
The notion that I was able to do that to him made me feel powerful. “Well, nothing like that has ever happened to me either. This is a night I’ll never forget,” I told him honestly.
“It’s an evening I will always remember as well,” he said as he crawled under the covers and opened his book. “Now it’s time to get some work done before we both flunk out of law school.”
We both situated the pillows and started reading. It was nearly impossible to focus on the content with this virile man lying next to me. The last thing I wanted to do was read a chapter on Corporate Law strategies. When I realized that I couldn’t remember one thing I had read, I closed the book and turned to face him.
Chad looked at me and smiled. “Having a difficult time concentrating?” he asked me mockingly.
“That’s an understatement. In case you haven’t looked in a mirror lately, you are sexy as hell. I’d have to be six feet under to not be distracted by all your…maleness,” I informed him.
“My maleness? Funny. Well, for your information, your ‘woman-ness’ is just as distracting.”
I reached over and removed the book from his hands. He turned towards me. “Since neither of us can concentrate, I think we should find something else to do,” I told him decisively.
“What did you have in mind?” he asked me with a naughty grin.
“Kiss me.”
And that is exactly what he did. He started out with light kisses. It felt like he was teasing my mouth. His lips actually tickled against mine. He wrapped his right arm around my back while his left hand wandered. We were both on our sides facing one another. I had his t-shirt on sans panties and he had boxers on. As the kissing became more intense, I allowed my hands to wander. I don’t think this man had an ounce of fat on him. He was solid muscle and boy, did that muscle turn me on. My right hand felt his shoulders, abs, back, and thigh while my left hand held onto the back of his head. When my hand landed on his ass, I let out an audible sigh. I felt him laugh in my mouth.
