2 comments/ 18028 views/ 4 favorites One Kiss By: Elextra "Eric!" Marie called out when she walked into the apartment and saw her roommate's brother sitting on the couch. She ran over and jumped on to the couch next to him and wrapped her arms around him. "Hey baby." Eric hugged her back, squeezing her tightly. "How are you doing?" "Great now that you're here." Marie sat back on her heels. For the past three years Marie had loved when Eric came to visit his little sister, she couldn't help but flirt with him. It appeared that he couldn't help but to flirt back. "How about yourself? What brings you into town?" "Same as you, great now that you're here." He put his arm around her. Marie snuggled up to Eric. "How's my girl?" "I'm good, you know back to school and all. I'm so beat; I have a very demanding semester it appears. I should be in the library studying but I just couldn't bring myself to study on such a gorgeous day." "That's bad." Eric tickled her playfully. "You happy to be back though?" "Yea, I missed all my school friends. It's hard to keep in touch over the summer." "Well that's good." Eric couldn't think of anything else to say, small talk had about come to an end and he didn't want her to get up yet. That's what would happen as soon as the conversation turned cold. So Eric did something he had been thinking about doing for a while now. Eric leaned in and kissed Marie softly. Marie was stunned for only a half a second. It was as if Eric had been reading her mind. She was going to kiss him, but not soft and gentle. Marie deepened the kiss with him, taking the initiative and parting his lips with her tongue before plunging it deep into his mouth. Eric broke the kiss. "Now that's what I like." He snuggled in closer to her and leaned in to kiss her again. This time he took the lead and pushed his tongue into her mouth. Marie lightly sucked on his tongue. Eric responded but lightly tickling her. Marie broke the kiss to giggle. Eric lowered his head to her neck and nibbled playfully. Marie rolled her head back exposing more neck, which Eric playfully bit. Marie snuggled in closer to Eric before sliding into his lap. Eric welcomed her to her new seat with a kiss and rubbed her back, pushing her shirt up he felt the soft skin of her lower back. Marie sat back and looked dead at Eric, "you want me?" "That's a stupid question to ask." Eric smiled sinfully, "do you want me?" Marie pulled her shirt off over her head, "what do you think?" Eric grabbed her sides and pulled her towards him. He placed soft kisses over her shoulders, collarbones and neck. Marie let out a soft moan as she let her head roll back. Eric continued to nibble around. He focused attention on her collarbones and softly kissed and sucked on the spots. Marie moaned again and started to lightly grind against is growing erection. Eric pushed his hips up a big while he ran his fingers up and down her back. Marie pulled his head up and kissed him deeply. "I want you naked and on me doing wonderful things." Eric whispered. "So what do we do now?" "Hmmm." Marie playfully licked her lips. Reaching behind she unhooked her bra. "I love the way this is going." Eric kissed her shoulders as he removed her bra straps. Marie leaned back a bit and finished taking her bra off. Eric took a moment to look at her topless before mentioning something about a beautiful rack. Marie didn't hear him because he said it as his mouth latched on to her left nipple. Lightly moaning Marie holds his head to her breast. While his tongue flicked and licked her left breast and nipple, Eric's hand gave attention to her right. "Shirt. Off." Marie managed to get out in between deep breaths. She pulled at Eric's shirt. He broke his connection to her breast only long enough to get the shirt off. When he returned attention his mouth attacked her right breast and his hand cupped her left. Marie ran her hands over his hard chest and upper arms. "So did you have anything more in mind?" Eric was rubbing his thumbs over her nipples while she sucked on his neck. "You started this, so finish it, take me to bed." Eric picked her up and carried her into her bedroom. He placed her on the bed and slowly finished undressing her. He stopped to kiss different parts of her body, enjoying the feeling of her soft skin beneath his lips. "MMMMM I'm loving this playfulness." Marie looked up when Eric stood. He was looking down at her in only a thin pair of almost sheer panties. "Well you should." Eric got down in between her legs and licked through the panties before slowly pulling them down and nipping at her skin with his teeth. Sliding her panties off he spreads her legs wide and leaning down places soft kisses on her pussy. Marie moaned a yes of approval. Eric started to lick, stopping to tease and suck on her clit. With another moan Eric pushes his tongue into her. "Skillful tongue." Marie managed to speak. Eric's only response was to suck on her clit and push two fingers inside her. He slowly moved them in and out at first then working them faster. After a short while he pulled his two fingers out and reaching behind and rubs them around her hole putting little pressure. Marie squirmed and he returned them to their original task of finding her g-spot. While two fingers worked moving in and out his thumb applies pressure to her clit. "Did you like that?" "It was different." "Just a warning, I'm going to wait to play with it more, I love you ass." Eric leaned his head back down and kissed her inner thighs. He removed his finger and replaced them with his tongue. Before long Marie was climaxing and Eric was lapping up her flowing juices. When her body relaxes Eric slides up her body and pulls her close to him. He leans in for a kiss testing her reaction. Marie leans in and kissed him tasting her juices on his lips and tongue. She sucked on his tongue. "MM I like tasting myself on your lips." "I like that you liked tasting yourself." Eric rolled one of her nipples in his fingers. "Baby I want in you so bad." "I'm not stopping you." Eric rolled on top of Marie and slowly pushed inside her. He moaned as he slid into her warmness. Marie matched his moan and he filled her and slowly started to moved in and out. He started to move harder and faster. Marie let out a moaned "fuck" which had Eric pushing harder making the bed squeak. He was moaning and grunting into her ear and she had her nails dug into his back as he deep moans flooded his hearing. "Oh baby, fuck me, fuck me." Marie moaned. Eric pushed harder and harder until he came hard inside her. Slowly down he kept a solid pumping rhythm he reached one hand around behind Marie's raised ass and pushed down to apply pressure to the hole but not pushing in. That did that trick and Marie was cuming again. To quite her loud moan Eric kissed her deeply. Eric collapsed down on top of her, "I've wanted to do that for awhile now." "What fuck me?" "No kiss you, I was hoping to work my way up to fucking you." Marie laughed, "Lets try that kissing thing again, I like where it leads." One Kiss A/N: If there is interest I may continue this story. Feedback is more than welcome. ____________________________ "Do you want to kiss me?" "Yes, Mistress." "Ask me nicely." "Please may I kiss you, Mistress, please?" Her laugh was rich with cruelty, her lips mere millimeters from his, close enough so he could feel the hot puff of her breath against his pleading tongue. "Oh, I love it when you beg." He strained his neck, reaching for her lips, which she easily kept just out of his reach, as desire turned to desperation. "Please, Mistress..." "Oh, poor baby." Her voice dripped with mock-pity. "So close to the thing you want, but having to wait for permission. It must be so hard for you." Her double-meaning was not lost on him as she pressed her hips more firmly into his, trapping his, indeed, quite hard cock between their bodies just as his wrists were trapped between her firm grip and the wall behind him. She brushed her lips against his, feather-light and lightening-fast, expertly teasing him while he struggled for more contact until finally, with a sob of frustration, he slumped back against the wall. "Yes Mistress." he agreed. "If you were any kind of man, you'd just take me," she said, grinding her hips into his, using the friction of his own clothes to torture him. "You'd throw me down on that bed, tear off my clothes, fuck me like a wild animal, make me scream. But you're not going to do that are you?" His mind swam with the images she had created; her body twisting under his as he pounded into her, the sounds she would make, the feel of her in his unbound hands. He could do it; he was taller than her, probably a bit stronger, he could break her grip if he really tried. She might even let him, she was unpredictable enough, she might let herself be overpowered, be taken and fucked. He squirmed under her gaze as the evening's first wave of delicious shame washed over him and he knew that he would never, ever dare. When he answered her it was barely a whisper. "No, Mistress." "Do you know why?" "No, Mistress." She snaked her head around his, nipping at his earlobe hard enough to make him gasp, as if to be sure she had his full attention before whispering in his ear. "Because you're no kind of man. You're my little whore and you need to be treated like one. Don't you?" He shuddered both at her words and at the wet heat of her breath against his skin, but the answer spilled from his lips without any thought or hesitation. "Yes, Mistress. Please, Mistress..." Her sultry chuckle was both sensual and terrifying. "Oh, more begging already? Such a good boy." Her hands trailed down his arms to settle on the hard peaks of his nipples, clearly visible through his t-shirt, flicking and rolling them between her fingers. Her touch felt almost as good to him as her praise. He kept his own hands pressed against the wall, held just as firmly by her will as they had been by her grasp. His answer came on a moan. "Thank you, Mistress." "You're going to let me do depraved things to you tonight. You're going to let me abuse your mind and your body. You're going to let me hurt you and violate you. You're going to beg me to do these things and be hard the whole time, aren't you?" As she spoke, her grip on his nipples had gradually tightened. By the time she finished he was gasping in pain, sending little shockwaves of need directly to his cock. "Oh god, yes, Mistress!" "Would you do that if you weren't a whore?" Her tongue started to trace the shell of his ear, the light, teasing touch in perfect counterpoint to her vice-grip on his nipples. The pain and the pleasure muddled in his mind until they became something else and all he knew was that he wanted more, more of whatever she would give him, that he would say or do anything to please her. "No, Mistress." "So, what are you?" The hot flush of his shame was just another sensation now in his stimulus-soaked brain. "I'm your little whore, Mistress." "Good boy." Her hands flew up to tangle in his hair, holding him still as her mouth devoured his in one searing, possessive kiss. He balled his fists against the urge to wrap his arms around her, to kiss her like a man and instead pressed them back into the wall, desperate to please her with his obedience. Just as suddenly, she stepped back and away from him, but he stayed where he was; eyes closed, cock hard and aching, trapped in his jeans, lips wet from her kiss, arms up by his head like a cramped crucifixion, every nerve in his body alive with wanting her touch, waiting for the order to move. The orders would come and he would obey. It would be terrible and wonderful. There would be pleasure and pain, tension and release, and when it was over, she would hold him, and tell him he was good, that he had borne it well and she was proud of him, and he would fall asleep against her soft body. For now, though, he waited.