0 comments/ 18479 views/ 11 favorites Anime Convention By: Anime Convention He leaned against the back wall, watching the action on the screen. He glanced at her. Her eyes were glued to the screen. He took her hand and pulled her back to him, her back to his front, his arms going around her waist, pulling her back against him tightly. He laid his chin down on her head, breathing in deeply as his cock twitched. The possibility of sex with her had him on edge all night, so it took little to stir him, and combined with her body against his and the action on the screen, that was all it took. He wanted more. She smelled good. She felt good. Oh, he felt good. She moved her hands to his arms, sliding her hands over his hands and arms. She leaned back against him, almost feeling like she was melting into him. So warm, so hot. What was it about this man? she thought once again. She fought an overwhelming desire to turn around, to press her body up against him, to run his hands over him. Besides this overpowering attraction for him, she had a lot of fun with him tonight. He was funny, attentive, talkative, and very intelligent. He heard her gasp as he pressed his face into her neck before nipping her ear. Pressing his lips up against her ear, he whispered, "I think we should go. If we stay like this for much longer, we may be putting on our own porn show back here. You feel incredibly good." "So do you," she whispered back, a thrill racing down her spine as she felt his breath on her ear. She glanced at her watch. "The rave has started. Want to go?" He reluctantly let her go, taking her hand. "Sure. It's over in the next building." As they walked, he caressed the inside of her palm. "I think I'm glad you found me cute." "And I'm glad I got over my shyness and nervousness and approached you," she smiled up at him. He was just a little taller than her. He really was cute. "Ever taken any acting classes?" he asked as they walked out into the night air. "You should while you're at college. If you can act in front of a whole bunch of people, you can do anything." "I'll pass. I have a hard time speaking in front of people." "Picture everyone naked." "I'd rather picture you naked." She smiled flirtatiously at him. They heard the music way before they got to the room where the rave was. The rave was complete with loud music, lots of people, fog, glow sticks, and flashing lights. It was almost wall to wall people. She grinned when she heard what they were playing. She dragged him a little bit faster into the crowd of people. She loved music, and she loved this song by Moby. "I absolutely love this song." He was a little nervous about dancing. It wasn't something he had done since he was in high school. But her smile, her enthusiasm was contagious. He found himself easily following her, moving to the music. And the way she moved to the music was making his heart beat faster. More than that he was transfixed by her. He wondered if she was always this happy, this carefree. He found himself comparing her to Glenda; Glenda was never like this. Something was always wrong. He made himself stop comparing them, turning his full attention back to her, which wasn't hard to do. She lost herself in the music. Worrying about college, grades, jobs, and money the last few months, she had never spent one whole day just on having fun and on recreation. Today had felt good. Being with him felt good. She needed to get out more, meet new people. She loved her friends, but she liked meeting people, and she certainly wasn't going to find someone to date in her own circle of friends. They danced through a few more songs, and with the amount of people in the room, they were dancing close. When a small group of people came by behind her, at least a couple of them very drunk, one of them knocked into her, almost pushing her down. She would have gone down if he hadn't have caught her. Automatically he pulled her against him, wrapping her arms around her. "You okay?" He had to yell to be heard over the music. She wasn't that much shorter than he was. She fitted against him perfectly. "I'm fine." She looked at where her hands were on his chest. Her hands started moving slowly up his chest, until she reached his shoulders. She pressed her body against him closer, her hands sliding underneath his trench coat to touch his back, her arms tightening around him. He felt so good against her. She looked up and her breath caught as her blue eyes met his brown eyes, his face so close to her own. He leaned down and softly brushed his lips across hers, teasingly, once, twice, three times. He looked down at her for a moment, her blue eyes were soft and half closed. One of his hands buried in her hair, the other one moving to her hip, his mouth coming back to hers, but this time hard, demanding, his tongue smoothly sliding into her mouth, his tongue touching hers, teasing hers, his heart starting to beat faster as she responded to him. She was pressed up against him, his mouth on hers, his tongue in her mouth, her hands underneath his trench coat on his back. It was just like she fantasized when she first met him. And just as good. She squirmed again, even if she was pressed up against him, she wanted to be closer. It had been so long, too long. And he was so cute and so sexy and felt so good. One of her hands slid up into his hair, clinging to him. His mind totally focused on her, he let go of her head, his hands moving to slide up and down her back before moving down to her ass, pulling her against his erection in his jeans. It had been so long, too long. And it had been even longer since he had been with someone that he felt like really wanted him. His mouth released hers, both of them breathing hard, his lips moving to her neck. He gently sucked on her neck, kissing, licking. Her knees buckled slightly at the feeling of his lips on her neck. She gasped when his hands moving up and down her back moved to her sides, one of them brushing over her breast. She had an overwhelming urge to touch him, and her arms slid down his chest to slide underneath his shirt, touching warm, smooth skin. Her hands moved around to his back, moving up as far as she could reach and then back down, shivering slightly when he caught her earlobe in his teeth. His hand had just slid underneath her shirt to cup her lace covered breast when David stepped up to them. "You two need to get a room." David had to repeat it to get their attention. They both pulled apart slowly, though he kept his arms around her waist loosely, her hands on his upper arms, looking at each other, then glancing at David who were looking at them in amusement. Both of them were stunned by how quickly they forgot where they were. If David hadn't have got their attention, it was possible that he would have dragged her to the floor right here. "My room?" he asked her in a low voice. She nodded, taking his hand. "Don't wait up," she said as they passed David. She had been planning on staying with him and his roommate tonight. They walked to his room in silence. Without contact, she was getting nervous. She remembered what David said. That she never just let go. It was hard for her. She never relaxed totally. There was always something to worry about, to think about. Not that she was unhappy. She was normally and naturally a happy person. She was just always thinking. And this was not a situation that she had ever been in. She had never picked up a guy like this, had never had sex with someone she just met, no matter how much she liked him. He used the card to open the door, letting her go in first into a hotel room that looked like almost any other. Now that they were in his room, he had a moment of awkwardness. This was not something that happened to him every day. In fact, it had never happened to him. Attractive girls never picked him up. He had never been with someone he had just met. And he had never been with someone while he was dating someone else. Not that he and the girl were going to last. He had also been ignoring the rumors that she was seeing someone on the side. She looked at him as he shrugged out of his trench coat and laid it on the table. The black t-shirt and jeans were tight, and he looked so good. She remembered what it was like to be pressed up against him with her hands in his hair. She had always been attracted to too long hair. He was really too cute. It had been so long. She was unsatisfied with her life. She didn't know if this would help; he could just be hers temporarily. Would it make her happy? She didn't know, but it couldn't hurt. She was going to do something out of character. She was going to try to let go and have fun and relax. She hesitated for a moment longer. Go, she thought to herself. She went to him, stepping up to him, sliding her arms around his neck. She looked into his gorgeous brown eyes. "You have the most terrific eyes I've ever seen," she murmured to him. "And a wonderful smile," she said when he smiled at her. His arms went around her waist, holding her loosely. "You're great for my ego." And God knows after Glenda, his ego needed help. She was so sweet. She found him attractive. And wasn't shy about telling him. It made him feel good, and feeling good wasn't something that had happened much recently. She was attractive, and he definitely wanted her. He decided to go with it and deal with the consequences later. For just this moment he wanted to feel good. "You smell good." "You feel good." She reached up, placing her lips at his neck, kissing him, lightly licking. She pressed closer, her lips going to his, lightly kissing him, her tongue tracing over his bottom lip. She sighed when he opened his mouth, letting her in, and she touched his tongue with hers. Her hands moved to his shoulders and down his chest and then back up to his face. She wasn't a big fan of facial hair, but she didn't mind it on him. He was still, letting her kiss him, her tongue playing with his. It was enough to send his blood thundering through his veins. He pulled her closer to him, taking charge of the kiss, his tongue sweeping into her mouth, feeling her arms go around his neck tightly, her pressing her body up against his. His hands slide up and down her back, slipping beneath her shirt, sliding over bare skin as he kissed her, attempting to kiss her senseless. Carrie clung to him, one hand sliding into his hair, his mouth on hers, his tongue playing with hers, driving her crazy. It had been so long. She was torn between wanting him to hurry and wanting to prolong this moment forever. She was out of breath when he moved his mouth off hers to kiss her neck, causing her to shiver. Her neck had always been sensitive. When he took her earlobe into his mouth and gently licked and sucked, she thought her knees would buckle. Her hands went to his t-shirt and started tugging it up. He stepped away from her long enough to pull his shirt over her head and help her off with hers, leaving her in a lacy blue bra. He admired her for one short moment before he let her pull him back to her, her hands instantly moving over his chest, tangling in the dark hair that was there. He fumbled with her bra for a moment before he got it unhooked and was attempting to put her away from him for a moment to slide it down her arms. He felt a moment of flattered amusement when she didn't want to let him go. He finally got her bra down, pulling her back against him, both of them moaning softly when her bare breasts met his bare chest. Their lips met again as his hand went to her side, running upwards, skimming the side of her breast, then sliding it back down. Impatient, almost frantic, her hands went to the buttons on his jeans, and with a speed that surprised even her, she got the button undone and the zipper down. She managed to get one hand into his jeans and wrapped around him, watching him close his eyes as she touched him. Thinking about how he would feel inside her, she caressed him as well as she could within the confines of his jeans. After a moment, he pulled her hand away. He grinned at her when she pouted. "Come on, lets go get more comfortable." He picked her up, laughing when she shrieked in surprise and took the three steps to the bed and dropped her on it. He kicked off his shoes and pushed down his jeans, watching her kick her own shoes off. She watched him, having a small moment of self consciousness, hesitating to take her own jeans off for a moment. He wasn't totally perfect, but he was close. He was in great shape, tanned, dark. A fair amount of hair over his very well formed chest. Shoulders that she could imagine clinging to while he was inside her. She squirmed slightly, impatiently, as her gaze dropped lower. He was only slightly above average in length and width, but it didn't matter much to her. Although the thought crossed her mind that he was so young; she remembered several incidents when she was younger with men about that age. Some were over before they started. Of course, with the way she felt right now, she could forgo any further foreplay and be happy. Adam watched her bright blue eyes come back up to his. "Approve?" he asked, moving onto the bed beside her, his fingers moving to the button on her jeans. He waited until she nodded. He managed to get her jeans off in record time with her help. That accomplished, he dropped down on the bed beside her, leaning over her, kissing her, one hand moving to the side of her face. Her arms went to his shoulders, her eyes closing, feeling him against her. She gasped softly as his hand went to her breast, cupping it, then taking her nipple, squeezing. She felt self conscious for a moment, then remember what David said, she relaxed as his mouth left hers, moving down her neck, down to her chest, moving down to take a nipple in his mouth. She arched upwards as he sucked, one of her hands moving to the back of his head, tangling in his hair. She had perfect breasts, he thought in the back of his mind. She was perfect. The way she responded to him was perfect. While he kissed her breasts, one of his hands slid down her stomach, down lower to her perfectly shaved pussy. He ran his hand over her before spreading her lips, feeling her hips arch up in invitation. His fingers played on the edges of her pussy, teasing her for a moment, feeling her squirm against him, before his fingers brushed across her clit. She closed her eyes as his fingers started rubbing her in slow circles. She sighed softly as he left her breasts to move up to kiss her. She clung to him, kissing him back eagerly, passionately, lost in what they were doing. It had been so long. It felt way too good. Her hands caressed his shoulders, moving up into his hair as she gasped when one of his fingers slid into her warmth. His desire rising, his patience fading, wanting to be inside her, he still wanted to do one more thing first. He untangled himself from her, quickly kissing his way down her body, settling between her legs, feeling her lift her hips in anticipation. He dragged his tongue across her clit, his hands going to her hips to hold her still when she arched sharply upwards in response. He started licking her clit, alternating between taking her into his mouth and licking her until she was squirming against his hands and gasping. One hand slid down to slide a finger inside her. Carrie had forgotten how good that was, it had been so long. It was less than a minute before she was crying out and her pussy clenched around his finger. Waves of pleasure crashed over her, leaving her gasping for breath. She had barely recovered before he was quickly kissing his way back up her body, settling in the cradle that was made with her open thighs. Her arms slid around his shoulders, sighing softly as she felt his body fully against hers. She shuddered as his cock brushed against her still sensitive clit. In contrast with the desire to thrust himself into her immediately, Adam kissed her softly. "Are you okay?" Her eyes lazily came half way open. "My god, yes. Wonderful." She was totally relaxed now as he kissed her once, then twice softly before looking down at her, rubbing her nose with his. Her heart seemed to stop for a moment at the tenderness of the gesture as she looked into his very dark brown eyes, feeling that she could stare into those gorgeous eyes forever and not get bored. She felt a pang at the thought that this was a one time only thing. She could feel the tension in him, could feel the urgency in him, could feel him against her, hot, hard, ready. That he paused to make sure she was fine, that he showed her so much tenderness had her heart melting. Wanting him to feel as good as he made her feel, she lifted her hips up against him, rocking against the solid weight of his erection. "Please." He slowly pushed inside her, both of them moaning softly at the feel of him sinking into her. Once he was fully inside her, he opened his eyes and looked at her. She smiled at him when their eyes met, her eyes only half open. He kissed her again, this time hot, hard, demanding, his tongue finding hers, kissing her until she was breathless. He felt her squirm beneath him, and letting go of his control, bracing himself up on his arms, he pulled back, only to thrust back in a second later. She gasped, her fingers tightening on his shoulders as he thrust into her, her hips moving up to meet him. Orgasming from intercourse alone without fingers or a tongue on her clit was hard for her to do, but it had been so long since she had a cock inside her, he felt so good combined with the excitement of the night, she could all ready feel her orgasm building again. Feeling the ever increasing urgency of his thrusts inside her, she knew he wasn't going to last much longer. Wanting to feel him against her, she reached up and tugged him to her. He let her pull him to her, feeling her arms wrap around him tightly. Still careful to keep his full weight off her, he buried his face in her neck, taking a deep breath. She felt so good wrapped around him, the little gasps coming out of her mouth when he pushed himself back into her exciting him so much, he wasn't going to last much longer, but wanting her to come with him, he struggled to wait, even as he moved faster inside her. She moaned softly, feeling the tingles in her pussy start. Her hands wandered restlessly up and down his back, delighting in the warm, smooth skin. She was drowning in sensation. His cock, so hard and hot, inside her, the feeling of him against her, his body so warm against hers, his breath against her neck, it all felt so good. She didn't want it to ever end, but even as she thought it, her body was tightening around him. He felt her clenching around him a moment before she cried out, her hands tightening on his shoulders, her fingernails biting into his flesh. Two short, almost violent thrusts later, he was moaning against her neck, grinding himself into her as he came inside her, both of them clinging to the other, both drowning in the pleasure of the moment. Working on catching her breath, shudders still running through her, her hand drifted up and down his back lazily, moving up to touch his soft, silky hair. Tall, dark, and handsome, she thought. Can't get much better than that. The night had been fantastic. All of it. She didn't want it to end. She felt that pang again, but she pushed it aside. So she couldn't have him forever. Tonight had been wonderful. Not having done this before and barely knowing him, she wondered if it was acceptable if she stayed or if she was expected to leave now. She was uncertain, but knew she wanted to stay. His breathing still ragged, he became aware that he was probably crushing her, although she wasn't complaining. He rolled onto his back, taking her with him, pulling her close to his side, sighing in contentment as her head nestled onto his chest and her arm draped across his stomach. The night was perfect. As perfect as he could remember any night being. He felt a small pang when he thought about Glenda. As horrible as his relationship with Glenda had been lately, he still felt bad. Although he couldn't bring himself to regret being here with this girl. Sex with Glenda had gone downhill as well. She treated it as a chore and acted like she was doing him a favor when they did have sex. Anime Convention Her hand on his chest started moving up and down, caressing him idly, feeling his chest hair. She had missed this a lot. Although she wasn't sure if it had ever been like this. But she missed being close to someone, someone to hold, someone to touch. She wasn't sure how she was ever going to meet someone to be with. For one thing, she knew she was picky. He was perfect. She wanted to jump on him as soon as she had seen him. What was worse? She wondered. Being alone or being with someone that didn't light the fires of desire like he did? Problem was that she didn't meet that many men that did attract her like that. But she was here now with someone that certainly rocked her world. He mentally shrugged. He would deal with thoughts about Glenda tomorrow on the way home. For now, he felt good. He had a naked pretty girl snuggled up against him. He smiled to himself as she stretched, then relaxed against him with a small sigh of contentment. She certainly made him feel good. He wanted to know if she was as rocked by the experience as she was, but couldn't bring himself to ask. He did want to know something of equal importance. "Stay tonight?" She raised up to look at him. "I would like that a lot." She yawned and grinned. "I'm so relaxed, I would probably fall asleep and wreck the car anyway if I tried to drive." She snuggled back against him, closing her eyes. "How long you staying at the convention tomorrow?" "Until noon. I've got some friends floating around somewhere. Lost track of them. Will your friends worry about you if you don't show up at their house?" He kissed the top of her head before rolling over to flip off the light. He smiled as she turned over, snuggled back up against him, her head on his arm, her back to his front. Closing his eyes, he put his other around her, his hand resting on her stomach. "No," she said, her voice soft as she was all ready on the edge of sleep. "David will figure out what happened. Although I'll probably get a phone call in the morning from him." She linked her hand with his, relaxing against him. "It's been a wonderful night." "Yes, it has," he said with a smile, letting himself relax against her and drift off to sleep almost immediately. The sunlight streaming through the window woke her up, although she didn't open her eyes yet. She was warm and content. It took her a moment to realize that last night wasn't a dream, that she was in a hotel room, and she was so warm because she had a naked male body wrapped around her. She sighed softly, snuggling back against him. It felt good to have someone to sleep with, to snuggle with. She didn't think she would mind staying this way for the rest of the day. She tangled her legs with his, enjoying the feel of his strong muscular legs against her smooth soft ones. He smiled as she squirmed closer to him. He was all ready awake, had been for some time, just laying there, holding her, watching her sleep. The night had been wonderful, waking up with her had been wonderful. While laying there holding her, he had thought about his relationship with Glenda. He stayed with her out of loyalty. They had been together for years, had known each other since they were children. She had been so sweet, but somewhere along the way, she had lost that. She grew up to be selfish, self centered, self absorbed, and just plain not fun to be around. She had changed too much. Her eyes closed, she smiled as she felt him nuzzle against her neck, kissing her, his beard tickling her as he moved his lips up to her ear. She sighed softly as his hand slid down the side of her body and back up before sliding to her breast. "Didn't you get enough last night?" she said teasingly. "Never," he said against her neck. He bit her neck lightly. "Besides your supposed to be so horny for my body that you can't resist. Don't spoil my fantasy." She opened her eyes and rolled over, looking into his brown eyes, her hands going to his chest, lightly caressing. "Oh, I am so hot for your body." Her mouth went to his neck, lightly nibbling, as her hand wandered down his chest down to his stomach, then back up. She pushed him until she managed to get him to turn over onto his back. Last night she really didn't get to touch as much as she would have liked. She was going to remedy that. His hands went to her hips, pulling her body on top of his, as his hands slid down her back, down to her butt, then back up. His erection was between them as he found one of her breasts, playing with her nipple, feeling her shiver in reaction. His other hand went up to the back of her head, giving her a dizzying kiss. She had to sit up before she forgot what she was going to do. She raised up, pushing his hands away from her. "I want to touch you." Her hands went to his chest, running them through his chest hair. Her lips found his neck and started kissing her way down his chest, until she came to his nipple. She took it in her mouth, licking and lightly grazing it with her teeth. "I like your chest," she mumbled. "I like yours too," he said, lifting his hand to touch her, only to have it slapped away. He pouted at her. "Hey." She grinned at him. "I want to touch you. If you touch me, I'll forget that. Now lay back and keep your hands to yourself." Her mouth moved to his other nipple, repeating the caress she had performed on the first. Then started moving her mouth downwards. She raised up and scooted down on the bed until she was level with his cock. He folding his hands behind his head, watching her descent down his body with eyes that were half closed. He had to admit that it was nice to kick back and relax and just feel. His eyes closed briefly as her fingers ran lightly up and down his cock before she moved her thumb to the head, caressing him, catching the drop of precum at the tip. Just caressing the tip with her thumb, her other hand moved to his balls to gently run her hand over them, hearing his breathing quicken. She slid her hand down his cock, taking him in her hand, her hand moving up and down him, marveling at the feel of him in her hand. So hot, so hard, so big. Her eyes went to his face, and her heart missed a beat when her blue eyes collided with his dark brown eyes. He was watching her with his eyes half closed, he looked so sexy that she could barely stand it. They watched each other as she touched him, each wanting to remember how the other looked when they parted ways. When her mouth moved to his cock, taking the tip into her mouth, the heat enveloping him, he couldn't resist moaning, his hips arching up before he could stop himself. "God, Carrie," he gasped as her tongue flicked across him. His hands gripped the comforter as her mouth slowly slid farther down on him, then retreated, repeating the action again. "Carrie, swing around, we can sixty nine." His voice sent shivers through her. In his desire, his voice had dropped an octave, it was low and deep, and it was about the sexiest thing she had ever heard. She pulled her mouth off of him, giving the tip a few licks before she answered him, her hand still pumping up and down. "No, you'll distract me. And I want to do this." After a minute of watching him, her mouth plunged back down on him, her hand caressing the part that wasn't in her mouth, but on each down stroke, she took a little more into her mouth. Feeling his hips arch up slightly, she increased her speed on his cock, moving her mouth up and down him, tightening her lips around him. He knew he should argue with her, he wanted to please her too, but with her mouth wrapped around his cock, he could barely hold onto a coherent thought. He gasped when she moved her hand off him to his balls, caressing them, as her mouth moved all the way down on him before she went back to taking about half his length into her mouth. It was going to be over fairly quickly. It had been awhile since he had a blowjob, and she was good at it. "Carrie," he gasped, his hand going to the back of her head. "I'm going to cum." She increased her efforts, rewarded by the soft gasps and moans coming from him as he neared orgasm. Feeling his hand on the back of her neck, she half expected him to push her head down on his cock; she had that happen to her before, but he just rested it there. She moved her mouth to the tip of his cock, her head pumping him as he unloaded into her mouth, the now almost continuous moans coming out of him exciting her beyond reason. She swallowed every drop, and only moved away from his cock when his hand dropped to the bed, and he relaxed against her. His heart felt like it was going to burst out of his chest. Had anything ever felt that good, he wondered as she moved back up to him, sliding her arms around him. He didn't have the energy yet to move. Truthfully at twenty two he didn't have a lot of experience with blowjobs. For the last three years he had been with Glenda, and that was one thing she definitely did not do. Well, that was one of the long list of things she didn't do. But he didn't think the few that he had before Glenda had been anywhere near that good. She closed her eyes as she listened to his heartbeat as it slowed down, feeling the tremors that still flew through him as he recovered. She was content to lay against him. Eventually his hand moved to her head, stroking her hair as they laid together. She sighed softly at the tender gesture. For the millionth time she wondered why he had to have a girlfriend. After several minutes, he kissed her on top of the head. "Thank you." She raised her head and smiled at him. "Thank you. For everything. I always have fun at these conventions, but I think this is the most fun I ever had." He smiled at her, but before he could answer, someone was banging on the door. "Ford, where the hell have you been?" came a voice on the other side of the door. He groaned. "Subtle, aren't they?" He kissed her quickly. "I'd ignore them but they wouldn't go away." He got up, reaching over to grab a shirt. "Why don't you go take a shower? Anything you want out of your car? I know you weren't planning on staying here, but you were planning on staying at friends" She reached over, grabbing her keys off the table. "Car is parked right next to the side door where the game room is. Yellow VW, can't miss it. Bag is in the front seat." She stretched, grinning when she noticed that she had attracted his attention. More banging. "Ford!" He sighed and rolled his eyes. "I'm coming," he called out, grinning when he watched her all but skip into the bathroom. He mumbled about friends while pulling on his jeans. She was smiling as she took her shower, although she wished his friends could have waited a few more minutes. She was still happy. It had been a wonderful convention. She had been so busy with school that it had been a long time since she relaxed. Juggling two children plus school was not an easy feat. And it had been a long time since she had sex. She missed sex, also the things that went with sex. The snuggling, touching, cuddling. She wondered once again if she was being too picky. She didn't have a lot of requirements in a potential boyfriend. She did want one she was attracted to, but there were so few that really captured her interest, was that something that she shouldn't stay so rigid about? And she also wanted one that liked to play roleplaying games. She had seen relationships torn apart by lack of understanding over playing games; it was just easier if both parties were interested. Problem was that she didn't know how to meet someone like that. He stepped into the shower with her, startling her. "Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you." He stepped under the spray, getting his hair wet. "Your bag is on the bathroom counter. My friends have graciously given me twenty minutes to meet them downstairs or they'll be banging on my door again." She watched him as he shook off the water out of his face. Tall, dark, and handsome, and now wet. "Nice of them," she said, her voice sounding too low even to her own ears. She wanted to touch him, and unable to help herself, she reached out to touch his chest. He caught her hands. "Oh no, you don't." He took the soap out of her hands, maneuvering her until her back was against the shower wall, his body blocking the spray of the shower from her. "My turn now. And we only have twenty minutes." He ran his hands over her body, playing with her breasts, squeezing her nipples gently as he leaned over to kiss her until they were both dizzy. She closed her eyes, arching against him, her hands reaching up to hold his shoulders to steady herself while he played with her. One hand slid up his shoulder and into his wet hair. She gasped as one of his hands slid down her body to her pussy, sliding one finger over her clit before plunging inside her. She pulled her mouth away from his to move her mouth to his neck. "I want you inside me." He straightened up, kissing her on the top of the head as his fingers toyed with her. "I was thinking I would return the favor and give you some oral." His thumb played with her clit while his finger gently thrust into her. In just a few minutes, this guy who seemed perfect for her was going to walk out of her life forever. She wanted to be as close to him as possible. "Please, I'd rather have you inside me. Now if possible." He chuckled as his hands went down to cup her bottom, lifting her up and pushing her against the wall of the shower as her legs went around him. He slowly sunk into her, both of them moaning. Having orgasmed recently and considering this would be the last time, he was in the mood to go slow. He slowly rocked his hips against hers. Her arms went around his neck, pressing her face against him, clinging to him as he moved within her. He felt so good against her, trapped between him and the wall, his chest against hers, his cock inside her. She gasped and her eyes nearly rolled back in her head when he suddenly pushed her up against the wall, going as deeply as he could. She couldn't remember anything ever feeling that good. "Oh god, Adam." He smiled, feeling her arch against him. "You feel good too." He settled back into his easy, slow, leisurely thrusts, enjoying being close to her, the way she moved against him. He didn't want to let her go. That thought gave him pause, and for a moment, he lost his rhythm. How the hell did he get attached to someone that he just met last night? Glenda was making him lose his mind, he thought, and then a moment later, he stopped thinking all together as her mouth found his neck, lightly biting him and her hips sharply arching to take him farther inside her. Those shallow, slow thrusts were driving her crazy. "Please. More. Harder. Deeper. All the way." She closed her eyes as he gave her what she wanted, his cock pushing all the way inside her. She didn't know that if in this position, he was hitting her G-spot or if it just put the right pressure on her clit, but she couldn't remember anything ever feeling that good. "God, do that again and again." His cock all the way inside her, he stopped moving and braced her against the wall of the shower, his mouth going to her nipple, taking it into her mouth, his teeth gently closing around it. He heard her gasp when he started to suck and the reflexive response of her hips as they arched into him. One hand went to her other breast, his fingers pinching her nipples tightly, pulling on it, hearing her cry out. The small hurt raced through her body, spreading fire all the way to her toes. She squirmed against him, urging him to move, wanting to move against him, but she was held tight against the wall. She felt like she was being suspended right at the edge of an orgasm. "Adam, please." His mouth left hers, moving up to her ear, nuzzling against her as he started move, but moving in slow, controlled and measured movements. His hands moved to cup her ass, pulling her into him as he pushed into her, one of his long fingers inserting itself between her cheeks, stroking her in between the division, teasingly, before one finger pressed against her anus, managing to insert a fingertip, causing her to reflexively jerk against him. Feeling his finger caressing her so intimately, she cried out, clinging to his shoulders as her pussy started the tingles that signaled her impending orgasm. "Adam," she gasped, as his movements within her got more frantic, more uncontrolled, harder, deeper. When he pushed all the way into her, pulling her hips into him, going as far as he could go, it pushed her over the edge. She shuddered in his arms as waves of uncontrollable pleasure washed over her, more powerful than any she had ever felt before. He gasped, feeling her clenching around him as she cried out, her arms tightening around him as well. She quickly pulled him with her, and with a low groan, he emptied himself inside her, holding tightly to her. For a long moment, neither of them moved, both of them working on catching their breath. Wow, she thought, was the only thing she could think of for a moment. She almost never came by intercourse alone, and now it's happened twice. Wow. She sighed and shuddered as she recovered, relaxing against him, her arms resting weakly on his shoulders. Once he caught his breath, Adam lifted his head, both of his hands going to her face, his softening cock still inside her, and he kissed her softly. This kiss was full of tenderness, so much of it that it made her heart feel like it was melting. After a long moment, he pulled his mouth away, resting his forehead against hers. "Thank you." She smiled. "Thank you. This has been wonderful." "Yes, it has." He rubbed her nose with his, looking into her bright blue eyes. He hesitated a minute. "We're going to be here until noon. If you don't have anywhere to go or anyone to meet, why don't you hang out with us until then?" His face so close to hers, the gentle nuzzle against her nose, the chocolate brown eyes so close to hers, she felt her heart do that dip again. Stop that, she told it firmly even as she smiled at him. "Your friends won't look at you oddly?" "No, they are really good guys. The best." He grinned at her. "Besides I'm sure they knew what I was up to when I let Doug in and there was a bra on the floor." He laughed when she winced. "Seriously, they're a good guys. Spend the morning with me, please?" She hesitated for a moment, not sure about the reaction of his friends, then smiled at him, giving him a quick kiss. "Sure, I would like that." She looked at him questioningly when she felt a shudder go through him. He grinned. "Water got cold." He slowly and a little bit reluctantly let her down. Laughing, they both washed quickly and helped each other dry off, both of their teeth chattering. She was happy, happier than she could remember being in a long time. Maybe this was what she needed. Something to get her mind off of school for awhile. She was aware that she had been teetering on the brink of depression and didn't know what she was going to do about it. She had been working hard in school, maybe a little too hard. He was just putting on his shoes when the banging on the door started again. "I'm going to kill them," he muttered, looking over at her brushing her hair. "Just remember. They're not as big of idiots as they seem. Really. Ready?" When she nodded, he went over and opened the door, letting his friends in. "This is Carrie. Carrie, this is Doug and Pete." "Morning," she said, smiling at both of them as they took inventory of her. She could almost feel the curiosity coming off of them in waves. She had to concentrate on not squirming under the stares. She had never had a one night stand, much less been in the presence of two men who knew about the one night stand. She smiled gratefully at Adam when he took her arm and lead her to the door.