0 comments/  14338 views/  1 favorites

How it Should Be

By: SthrnBelle



I think about how it feels, how it should be. My mind keeps going back to the same scene, the same feelings that I felt the first time you and I got together. The first day of the rest of our lives. The first time I ever felt complete, content and happy.

I'm laying there on the bed, waiting for you to slide in next to me. As you slip in under the covers, I feel the heat from your body. I breathe in deeply, to calm my nerves. I can smell your cologne. It's one of my favorites. 

You draw closer, wrapping your arms around me, pulling me to you at the same time. My breath quickens, grows more shallow. You make it so hard to breathe. You look me in the eyes, taking your hand and brushing the hair away from the side of my face. You gently caress my cheek, leaning in and softly kissing my lips. 

"Honey, you are so beautiful tonight." you whisper to me, our eyes never losing the gaze. You run your fingers through my hair again. I turn my head slightly, nuzzling your hand with my cheek. I love the feel of your hands on me. I feel safe with you. No words need to be spoken.

I reach up and place my hand on the back of your head, pulling you to my pouting lips. I kiss you softly but firmly. My tongue reaching out for yours, wanting to dance. The fire inside me buring so intense, out of control. I am aching for your touches, your kisses. Needing you more than I need the air I breathe. Wanting you to take me, making me yours, totally.

Your hand grazes down my neck, then my shoulder, sending shivers along my skin. My senses are so alive. My nipples are hard. I arch my back slightly, pushing my breasts into you, trying to get as close to you as I can. My heart is beating out of my chest.

As your lips leave mine, you kiss your way down my neck, my shoulder and your mouth finds my hard nipple. You flick your tongue across it, making it harder. You wrap your mouth around it, sucking it, pulling it between your teeth. You look at me again.

You quietly speak, "What do you want, Honey?"

The only thing I can manage to get out is, "Please." 

Your hand travels down my side, across my hip and down my thigh. As you reach my knee, you guide it away, opening my legs. Your hand runs up my inner thigh, feeling my heat as it grows closer to my wetness. You take a finger and run it up my slit, pressing slightly against my swollen clit making me moan. 

You push your finger firmly against my clit and start rubbing it. Your finger moves down to my slit again, parting my lips and you coat it with my flowing juices. You bring your finger to your lips and you lick the moisture from your finger. You moan. You lean in and kiss me again. Your finger finding it's target again. This time you insert your finger into my hot, wet pussy. As your finger enters, I draw in a deep breath. It feels so good. You move your finger in and out a few times and then add a second finger. 

After a few moments of you pushing your fingers in and out, I cry out, "Oh my God!" My pussy squeezes down on your fingers as my orgasm rolls through my body. My wetness grows. My pussy soaked, my clit swollen, my body shaking. 

As my orgasm subsides, you allow me a moment to catch my breath, smiling at me. I can't believe you are here, beside me, making me feel more than I could ever imagine. I can see the passion, the love in your eyes. I only hope you can see atleast some of what's inside me. How you are touching my heart, my soul. The feelings inside me are so strong. I have been affraid to let you know all. 

You kiss your way from my breasts down to my navel. You work your way down and spread my legs further. You quickly lick my clit several times. My body arches to meet your tongue. I moan loud, begging you. "Please! Oh God I need you!"

You take your tongue and run it from my ass up to my clit and you draw my clit into your mouth, sucking it softly. Your tongue then enters my pussy, lapping up the juices flowing freely now. I can feel another orgasm growing and so can you. You continue licking my pussy, pausing once in a while to flick my clit with your tongue.

I grab your head, pushing your tongue deeper into my pussy as I cry out with another orgasm. You continue to lick and suck on my pussy as the orgasm subsides. 

You raise up onto your hands and knees. You start inching up between my legs, stopping to suck on each nipple, pulling them between your teeth. You kiss me, my juices in your mustache and on your tongue and lips. I can taste the sweetness. 

I can feel your hard cock brushing against my ass. I beg you, "Please make love to me, Sweetheart." My body squirming underneath you. I reach down, wanting to guide your hard cock into my wet pussy. You stop me, pulling both of my hands up above my head.

You shake your head, "No." 

I mouth back, "Please?" 

You lean in, kissing more passionate and so strong. I can feel your fire as our tongues entwine. My body arches as another orgasm washes over me. We continue kissing, my orgasm slowly easing. You shift your weight slightly. I can feel your cock pressing against my opening. You don't move.

You look into my eyes as you say to me, "I want you so bad. I want to make love to you like no other ever has. I have waited a life time for this."

Before I could say anything in return, you push your cock deep into me, filling me up. My pussy stretches, taking you in. I gasp, my head reeling at the wonderful feelings that rush over me. The most vibrant colors flashing in my head, I can't breathe, I can't think, all I can do is let it take over. 

You feel my pussy tighten around your cock, pulsing with each wave of the most fantastic orgasm ever. Before my orgasm subsides you start thrusting in and out of me. Slow, deliberate movements. Plunging deep with each thrust. I can feel the orgasm growing again. Your hard cock keeping me at the brink, ready to send me over the edge again.

"Oh My God Sweetheart, I'm cumming again!"

With that, you thrust harder, deeper and faster than before. My pussy pouring juices all over your hard cock. You slow your pace again as the orgasm eases. 

You lean in, kissing my neck, and you whisper in my ear, "I couldn't have asked for more."

I wrap my legs around you, pulling you in. You quicken you pace again, pushing me to the edge again. As you feel my pussy start to tighten around you again, I whisper in your ear, "Cum with me. Go with me to that magical world." 

With that, you push deep inside me and we explode together, the world melting around us. My pussy squeezing your cock as it is spilling your hot cum deep inside me.

As our orgasms fade, you move to my side. Both of us silent. Your arm around my waist, you pull me to you. My back to you, snuggled in your arms. I feel content now. As I start to fade off to sleep, you whisper to me.

"I love you, Honey."

As I snuggle closer I whisper back to you, "I love you too, Sweetheart. I always have, I always will." 

We drift off to sleep. Meeting in our dreams as we always do but this time, we get to awaken to dreams that have come true. 

How It Should Have Happened



Dom grinned, slouched in a taxi. His head was spinning and it didn't sound like the driver was speaking English, but someone's hand was in his and he had vague memories of grabbing an ass at the club with no negative consequences. Flashes of accidental bumps swirled in the still-ringing bass notes underneath his brain, and a flirtatious hat theft. The cab stopped and he poured out. 

"Hey buddy, you gotta settle up." The cab driver was glaring at them. Had he always been able to speak English?

Nodding slowly, he offered the man his card. The driver regarded it. "This is your driver's license, pal. Happy birthday, by the way. Lucky 21." Dom cussed, embarrassed, as the girls dissolved into laughter. Melanie handed him her card, and the guy scowled. "Alright, great, you're both 21, I'm very impressed. You've had your fun. Are one of you guys gonna pay me?"

Dom, ignoring the fact that it wasn't his birthday--he'd turned that magical multiple of 7 several weeks earlier--fished out his card and, waving off his friends, paid the fare. The cab pulled away, and he watched it, wondering if this would be one of those strangely memorable moments that stuck with him years later.

Liza and Melanie stumbled after him, laughing and pushing each other. Liza was slender and dark skinned. She'd gotten dolled up to out, and she'd clearly had more fun than she'd intended, swaying as she spoke. Melanie was tall and solid, and whereas Liza had dolled up, Melanie had huddled into a hooded sweatshirt and jeans. She looked back at him and then turned to hustle after a retreating Liza. He grinned dumbly, the warm feeling of tequila still tickling his brain.

In the alley that separated the gates to the dorm from the main road, Dom passed Melanie in the dark, and she grabbed his ass. He grinned but pretended not to notice, watching Liza's silhouette rattle the locked gates irritably. She swore unsteadily, and came stalking back, leading the charge to the back gates. They let her pass, then followed, hands touching but not held. Liza swore more and they moved to her elbows to hold her up as they rounded the fence and slipped in through the ajar rear gate. Nobody questioned the point of gates that were locked or unlocked at this point, but it was a hassle. Liza ahead of them Dom took the opportunity to pay back Melanie, running his hand up her spine.

They came to the lit foyer, where a few more friends were casually waiting for them, having beaten them back with a less ethical and more enthusiastic cab driver. Dom sensed his luck was running out and slowed to let Melanie get ahead. Slightly disappointed, he watched as she disappeared down the hallway and into the room she shared with Liza. There was a slamming door.

"Liza? Hey, are you using the bathroom? Alright. Hey, I'm going to use the bathroom upstairs, okay?" Melanie padded back down the hall in her flip-flops, and looked apologetically at Dom. "Can I use your bathroom?"

Dom looked at her for a moment, briefly not following and trying to guess her motivations. She winked. "Oh yeah, of course. No, it's not a problem." She hopped up the stairs, and he followed her. On the landing he grazed the small of her back again.

His "room" was actually a mini-suite that he shared with a sullen roommate. Cautiously he opened the door and waved Melanie in, pointing out the bathroom and slinking to his bedroom. Tequila tapped on the edges of his brain. "Isn't that sweater uncomfortable, Dom?" one invisible cactus monster inquired. He struggled out of the sweater and tossed it into his chair.

Melanie knocked, and he motioned her inside, his hands subconsciously popping the first button on his collar. "Fun night, huh?" he asked. She nodded as she came in, looking nonchalantly around the room.

"Yeah. The music was loud and fast and..." she was looking in his eyes, her face inches from his. He could feel her breathing and then, suddenly, his lips met hers. Her arms enfolded his neck, and his hands, unbidden, grabbed her hips and pushed his hand backward into the rear pockets of her jeans. They pulled apart slowly, staring for a moment, each desperately seeking the other's approval. There was the slightest twitch of a grin, and Melanie leaned into a second kiss, pushing Dom towards his bed while kicking the door shut gently with her heel.

The strange kinking sound of springs met Dom as he laid out on the bed, Melanie on top of him, straddling him as she ran her hands down his chest. One of the snap-buttons on his shirt popped open. Melanie leaned back slightly, and tugged. The buttons popped one at a time, from the bottom up, revealing Dom's smooth stomach and chest. He wasn't exactly a super model, but as she ran her hand along the skin she felt abs bunch up under her touch.

His hands ran inexpertly to the hemline of her sweatshirt, then tugged it, breaking their firestorm of tongue to tug it over her head and toss it aside. Maybe it was the angle, but the ordinary form-hugging white t-shirt she was wearing underneath looked as though it had been hand-sewed by angels. Melanie leaned back, pressing her pelvis against his as she wriggled out of the t-shirt and hurled it off the end of the bed. Downy white skin glistened in the moonlight streaming through the window. Dom's eyes sluiced saucer-size down to a strip of embroidered magenta material. She grinned. "Is it Oktoberfest or are you just glad to be here?"

She leaned forward, pressing him to the bed with her lips and slipping off of him, laying on her side and moving her hand down his chest. He swallowed as she reached his jeans, and with an agonizing slowness popped the button. Her hand inched under the waist, the zipper creeping downward to accommodate her quest. His hand twitched and he tried to gin up the strength to lift himself up and make for her bra; some part of his brain protesting that she should be naked first. Her hand hit cotton fabric stretched taut over flesh, and his brain abdicated. 

She coaxed his jeans off, and looked at him appreciatively. "Wow, you're... wow." Struggling to regain his masculine composure, he grinned sheepishly. Threading her legs through his, Melanie put her hand on his chest again and slipped it down his chest, drifting over the cloth onto his cock. It hardened under her touch until it was longer than her hand. Carefully, she hooked her fingers in the band and started to pull. It caught on the head and traveled intertwined for a moment, until finally the thick shaft tugged free and slapped gently against his stomach.

Her smile widened for a moment as she tugged his boxers to his knees. Then, she tossed her head, tucking her hair behind her ears. Dom adjusted himself, laying further back in the bed and raising his hips a little. She gently wrapped her fingers around the shaft, and opened her mouth. Dom gasped as she kissed the head. Then, she slid her lips down the side of his member, slowly pumping her hand. She reached her thumb and went back up, taking the whole thing in her mouth. Carefully, she picked off the side of the bed and kneeled on the floor, working inch after inch into her throat. Dom groaned as her tongue caressed him, and put his hands on her head, trying to get her to stop as slowly she pulled away. Finally, just his head was in her mouth, and she eagerly jerked her head forward, enveloping his dick in her warm, soft mouth. She worked into a rhythm as he struggled to lift his hips to keep himself in her mouth as long as possible.

Finally Dom pulled away, leaning further back with each press so she had to lean a little closer to get its full length, then pulling away. For a second a bead of saliva connected hungry lips to swollen cock, and then he pulled Melanie onto the bed, kissing her neck and earlobes while he undid her bra. The clasps slipped apart with ease and Melanie snatched it off her chest and hurled it aside as Dom worked his way past her collar bone, and gently licked a hard, pink aureola. She sighed as his right hand loosened her belt and slithered inside her panties.

Hot with desire, he wasn't leveraging the gentle teasing she'd treated him to. Instead, his fingers crossed her mound and gently slipped in her wet opening. As his fingers rebounded and curled inside her, she arched her back slightly, then lowered it again, forcing him to go in and out of her. He dragged his teeth softly on her nipple and she began frantically to strip off her jeans around his thrusting fingers. They hit the floor and he swung his legs over her, his hand still in her lap. She wiggled her bottom desperately as his fingers made an agonizingly slow circuit of her heaving opening, and when he took it away she felt a warm hardness in the dark, inches from her. She pressed forward, trying to get it inside of her, but he deftly pulled himself up.

"Such a greedy girl! What do you say?" He asked from above her teasingly. She spread her legs and wrapped them around his waist.

"Mine now." she answered calmly as she pressed her legs into his back, forcing him forward. Too surprised to struggle he slipped inside her, inch after inch. She felt his balls slap against her thigh and a vibrating fullness enveloped her.

He laughed again, kissing her neck, but his hips wouldn't move. She slid her hips back, trying to feel the inches divest themselves from her soaking pussy, but he kept with her. She couldn't get him far enough apart to really pound his full length inside of her. He radiated an air of smugness, then whispered something inaudibly.

Suddenly, he was outside of her. His whole length; she could feel his head brush her pussy lips. Before she could gasp it came crashing back, and for a moment she saw the stars shine through the ceiling. "Ffffffuck! Yes!"

Ponderously he dragged himself out of her again. This time she was ready, though, and as he came rushing into her she thrust, and felt a rush of slippery friction on her clit. "Fuck me! Oh god. Fuck my pussy." She groaned as the pounding became more rapid. "Take it." He whispered, the need in his voice raking her

"Guh... give it to me!" She moaned huskily. She leaned forward and nipped his neck, then bit as she felt his weight shift and the angle change slightly. A hand moved above her and then she snatched it. "No! Just the cock." Encouraged by her edge he increased his already impossible pace. She wrapped her legs tighter as the edges of the world became fuzzy and white.

Finally. everything stopped except the sound of a heartbeat and a far-away buzz. Melanie felt a gush of girl-cum splash against her thighs, and as her eyes refocused she realized there was a hand over her mouth, and that she'd been screaming. She felt her ass moving desperately, pounding a thick cock until, with a spasm, a boiling heat filled her pussy. Dom groaned but didn't stop his paint-mixer pace. Melanie arched her back as cum and pussy juice spurted, then trickled out of her.

Dom collapsed to his elbows, inches away from her face, huffing. Melanie could feel his heart beating. "So, you were saying... about the music?"