Neighbors

Scene 12:

She woke him up by kissing his shoulder and softly placing her hand over his erection. He opened his eyes and could see in the moonlight, her eyes looking into his. Once he was awake, she moved her hand up to his ribs and softly started working her way down his chest, kissing, lightly tasting, nibbling the edges of his muscles, not saying a word. His head swam. 'How had she gotten in here? What was she doing here?' He realized he must have left his front door open, and was suddenly very glad he did. 'She must have changed her mind,' he smiled. From the way she was caressing him he also concluded that he had been wrong about how innocent he thought she was. She seemed to know exactly what she was doing.

His hands had been behind his head, and now he reached down for her, running his fingers through her hair, as she slowly encircled the peak of his nipple between her tongue and her teeth. He sucked in a sharp breath as she nibbled him. His hand trailed down to her shoulder, it was bare, he realized she had taken off her T-shirt, but could feel against his thigh that she was still wearing those cotton panties that drove him nuts earlier. She was too low for him to reach her breasts, but he could feel her skin against his stomach, his hands still caressing her shoulders. Then she dipped her head lower, and she felt him trace the trail of hair that ran from his belly button down to his arousal with her finger. She encircled him with her hand and then he felt her lips taste the tip of him and he moaned her name. She laughed softly and he felt the edge of her tongue as she slid down the length of him. He moved his hips up against her, as she took all of him that she could into her mouth, her hands on his hips, holding him down. He grabbed the headboard above him as she slid up and down him, but he desperately didn't want to lose it this way. He tried to sit up, and he reached for her shoulders as she looked up at him. He both slid lower in the bed to meet her and pulled her up to meet him at the same time, his hands under her arms. He rolled her onto her back, and immediately took the peak of her breast into his mouth. She arched sharply, her shoulders coming off the bed as he pulled on her breast with his mouth, he wrapped his arm around her, and held her suspended, she wrapped her leg around his thigh and helped support herself on her elbows. He kissed her wildly, intoxicated to find her in his bed, the smell of flowers, the scent of her and her arousal. He ran his hand down her stomach, sliding his fingers into the edge of her panties. He laid her down and rising up next to her, he grabbed the fabric at her hips and yanked them down her legs and off onto the floor. Before she could move, he was back, sliding his fingers between her legs. She bent her knee to open herself to him, and he found her wet and eager for him. He touched her clitoris and she came immediately, his finger deep inside of her, she pulsated. He took a deep breath, almost losing it himself. He laid her flat on her back and kissed her neck softly, blowing lightly to cool her skin. 'Nope, definitely not innocent.' She whimpered and arched her hips again against his hand. He slowly began to move his fingers in and out of her, knowing she could experience orgasm after orgasm and he wanted to push over the edge again. She lay next to him. He was raised on one elbow, looking down at her body in the shadows of the moonlight from the window. He probed every inch of her with his fingers, his thumb pressed on her center of nerves. She arched slightly, her lower back rising off the bed, her hair spilling around the pillow above her. He saw her smile in the semi- dark that surrounded them, and knew the heat was building in her again, as she writhed under his hand. In a moment, she came again, reaching for him with her hands, trying to dispel some of the tension she felt as she collapsed back on the bed again. He loved to watch her this way, and he was glad she felt so open and uninhibited with him. 'ded... ' she moaned, her voice filled with passion, deeper than her normal voice 'please...'

'Please what...' he teased her. She arched under his hand again, his fingers pressed deeper inside of her, she gasped and came for the third time.

"Unnhh...I can't take much more, please join me." She begged him.

Withdrawing his fingers, and twisting his hips over hers, she spread her legs further as he slid in between them, sinking into her immediately. She moaned as he filled her, and started to move against her hips. He started slowly, methodically, holding himself up on his elbows, watching her move under him, seeing her face in the moonlight. Feeling her hands on his back, caressing the muscles in his ass as she arched to allow him to press even deeper into her. She came again, a small orgasm, but he knew he could build her up to the point of having her scream his name, and he continued to go slowly. She hummed contentedly against his neck, dropped her hands and ran them over her own breasts. He chuckled deeply, his laugh resonating in his chest as he watched her beneath him, knowing how much they were both enjoying this. She pressed her hands up, wrapping her fingers in his hair, looking into his face as he made love to her. He could see the contentment in her eyes as he continued the slow deep buildup between them. He kissed her softly on the forehead, she ran her fingers down his face, pulling his lips to hers. She plunged her tongue into his mouth, he immediately sped up the pace of his thrusts to match what her tongue was doing in his mouth. He couldn't believe she was telling him what she wanted by showing him this way. She would speed up and then slow down, plunge deeply, and then pull back. He matched every thing she did and knew she had to be close as he felt her hips crash against his. He could feel the end coming more quickly for himself. He wrapped his arm around her tightly, crushing her breasts to his hard chest, as she continued to plunder his mouth. Then she reached above her head with her hands, and grabbing the headboard she arched her back under him, tilting her head back, straining against him as her body was wracked with the intense orgasm he had built up inside of her. She moaned his name as she tried to breathe. He thrust as deeply as he could, and felt his own climax, holding her tight as he whimpered against her neck, she had to take his whole weight as he collapsed on top of her. She wrapped her arms around him and stroked his back, blowing gently on his neck and shoulders to cool him off.

Then he woke with a start. His whole body damp with sweat, a huge wet spot on the sheet underneath him. He groaned and rolled out of it. He hadn't had a wet dream like this since high school, he thought. And then they had never been this good, because then he had no experience and didn't even really know what good sex was like. She wasn't there with him, hadn't been there at all. He was alone. He sighed, then laughed, 'well, at least I won't wake up with a painful erection', he said outloud. He grabbed a pillow and rolling onto his side out of the wet spot, pulled it against him as he curled himself around it, falling back to sleep more peacefully, his energy spent. In his mind he imagined her curled up next to him, as sated and content as he was.

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Neighbors - Scene 13