0 comments/ 11760 views/ 1 favorites Don't Say A Word By: SINderella65 You had offered to stay later then everyone else to finish up and clean up...everyone was gone and you were working alone...it was dusk and you were tired and wanted to call it a day... You were working out back when I walked in...the place was hot yet kinda cold, very drab looking, not much to the building yet...walls and a floor a cement floor that was hard and grey...the unit was dimly lit and rather small...just perfect for what I had in mind... I could hear you outside busy trying to end your day...I got things ready...I laid a comfy blanket down and set lit candles all around, which gave the place an instant smell of strawberries...I set a radio down also and turned it on, softly the place filled with a soft romantic song...I set a basket down and opened it...I pulled out 2 glasses and a chilled bottle of wine...I slowly poured some into each glass and then softly licked my lips...I could hear you getting close to the unit and I slipped off to where you couldn't see me... I watched as you walked in, you look around...you said loudly "HEY" as you looked around the small unit...I stepped out from the darkness and walked toward you...you asked me what was going on and why I was here...and what was this all about... My eyes tell you "Don't say a word"...as I hush you with my soft moist lips. I taste the sweetness of your lips...then take your hand and lead you to the blanket... I watch your face as you look around...taking it all in. I see the candles sparkle in your eyes...a small smile playing on your lips... I slowly bring my hands to your face...cupping your cheeks gently and kiss you again...this time I take your lower lip and nibble softly...I run my tongue along your lips...prying them open...as I slide my tongue into your mouth...rolling it around with your tongue...softly...slowly...drawing it softly into my mouth... Your body is sweaty from your days work...and your hands show just how hard you have worked today as do your clothes...and MMmmm your so sexy this way... My hands move to your shirt..as I begin to remove it...I step back..and look into your eyes I take my time..slowly removing each item you are wearing...and as I remove each piece...my hands roam over that part of your body...softly exploring it...wanting to know your body as a blind man would...feeling each curve...hill...valley...memorizing it with my fingers...burning the feelings deep into my mind... After I have removed all of your clothes, I hand you a glass of the chilled wine...but before you can drink from it...I dip a fingertip into it...then run that finger along my lips...and lean in to kiss you yet again...softly...my lips lingering against yours... As we drink the wine, I reach out my hand to you...my eyes pleading with you to come to me...my desire...my want...my need showing in the look in my eyes...they are clouded over with desire...I grasp your hand softly and guide you into me... As we gaze into each others eyes...drinking each other in...you hold me in your arms, I feel your chest against my breasts...a shiver runs through me...slowly we begin to move to the music playing...MMmmm we begin to dance in the candle light...slowly... I begin to nuzzle your neck.. I sense you are going to speak...and I silence you with my lips once again...I move my attention back to your neck, I run my tongue along your jawline down the center of your neck I trace every inch of your neck with my tongue softly nibbling, tasting the days sweat from your skin...sucking gently I move my lips to your ear...I run my tongue along the curve of your ear...breathing softly into it...I nibble softly on the lobe...my warm breath caressing your ear. I kiss...nibble...and lick...my way to your other ear...I devour this ear as thoroughly as the first... I pull away from you slightly...standing there before you...I begin to undress for you...I let my dress fall softly off my shoulders and I step out of it...I reach up and slide the spaghetti strap of my gown over my shoulder...then the other. I run my fingertips along the lace edge of the gown above my breasts..slowly letting it slip down over my breasts...never having removed my eyes from yours...I watch you watching me intently...your eyes glazed over. I remain standing before you...letting your eyes travel over me...we make eye contact and I begin to run my fingers over my neck down to my chest running them between my breasts...I cup each breast in my hands running a finger over each nipple feeling them harden beneath my touch...I take a finger and slowly slide it into my wet mouth and run that finger over one of my nipples then the other...they are so hard now...so sensitive... My hands begin to slowly travel down my belly as I feel the softness of the silk, I tilt my head back enjoying the feeling beneath my hands, I run them over my hips down the outside of my thighs around and back up the inside of my thighs, I lift the blackness of the silk as I trace the hairline of my now wet pussy with my fingertips running my fingers through it sliding them down further I run a finger along the length of my swollen lips....I maon softly, I take my wet finger, wet with my own juices and run it along my lips and then run my tongue along my lips...I slowly slide my finger into my mouth...tasting myself... You move to the blanket and sit down on it...I straddle your legs and you touch me...lifting the black silk up exposing my wetness to you...I am standing there in front of you with my pussy in your face...your tongue touches me and I let out a soft intense moan...your tongue is cool from the wine and it feels good against my hotness... Your hands grab my ass and you pull my pussy into your face...your tongue does what it does best MMmmm, your licking the outside of my pussy...tracing my lips and feeling the smoothness on your tongue...you back your face away from me and look into my eyes as I feel your left hand spread my legs slightly for you...you watch my face as you touch me...my hips begin to move as I feel your fingers exploring every part of my swollen clit... With both hands you spread me open for your tongue...Mmmm I love the way you lick me...slowly yet firmly...tasting my sweetness drinking me up...Your fingers slide so easily into me...MMmmm your tongue and your fingers the only thing better is your hard cock... You work your tongue against my clit as your fingers fuck me slowly...I feel it building deep within me...slowly you bring me to the edge...soft moans escape from my lips as you continue your quest to make me cum...MMmm you feel my pussy explode on your tongue and on your fingers...you don't let up on my clit as you make me cum again and again... My legs are weak and trembling...you lower me down so I am straddling your cock...it slides into my dripping wet just licked pussy...you lean back with your hands behind you...I lean forward and bring my soft lips to yours....and kiss you passionately...I can feel your cock growing even more deep inside of me...I begin to ride you...up and down ever so slowly...letting your cock go as deep as it can inside of me... I break from your lips and sit up straight...I look deeply into your eyes as I fuck your cock...you have that sexy smirk on your lips and your soft moans turn me on even more...I tighten my pussy around your thick cock and continue my ride... You grab my breasts and guide them to your mouth...you lick and suck on my extremely hard nipples...squeezing my breasts together...you bite on my nipples as you feel your cock deep in me...both of us loving the feeling of the moment... You back away again from me and I begin to ride you faster...you watch my breasts bounce up and down with every stroke I make to your now oh so hard cock...MMmmm I ride you yet even faster...my pussy sliding up and down your slick hard cock... Your hands grab my ass and you draw me into you closer...our lips meet and we kiss again...this time I can feel your so ready to give me what it is I am begging to have from you...what my pussy is begging to have from your swollen cock... And with one firm pull of your hands on my ass, I feel your cock explode in me...my pussy tightens around your cock even more and as I begin to dress it up in my sweetness...I can feel your cock pumping it's hot thick cum deeply into me...your hold on my ass is strong yet I continue to make short strokes to your cock...wanting every drop you have to give to me... Out of breath...with your softening cock still deeply in me our lips meet again...you grab my hair and your kiss is so erotically passionate, I break from your lips and hold mine ever so close to yours as we share the same breath together...the same erotic breath of the object of our desire for one another... Don't Say a Word This is a story based on actual events. The names have been changed to protect the innocent. * My junior year of college was an interesting year socially. I found myself a part of a large and weird group of friends. They were a crazy and diverse group of dorm misfits. More than anything, we were a study in unrequited love. I would say there were love triangles, but a love triangle didn't really explain it properly. If you mapped it out it would look more like a straight line. For instance, I liked a girl. Her name was Christine. She was attractive and blonde with a great personality and a big smile. She only wanted to be friends with me. A girl liked me that I wasn't interested in. One of the guys liked her but she couldn't care less. One of the girls liked him but he didn't even notice. And so on. Anyway, our story centers on me and the girl I wasn't interested in. Her name was Janet. She was a mousy girl, with short black hair. She was an attractive enough girl physically. Her problem was she had an awful personality. She was spoiled, obnoxious, and whiny. Lord knows why we put up with her. But she was one of the gang, so she was there night after night when we got together, pining over me while I pined over Christine, who was best friends with Janet. The trouble began when I agreed to sleep with Janet. I know what you're thinking... what were you thinking? The truth is I don't remember why the heck I agreed to it. I think we were talking one night about how much better sleep is when you're not alone. Janet saw her opportunity to get closer to me and offered to share her bed with me. I must have been really hard up for human contact by that point. The school year was almost over and it had passed for me without any kind of relationship at all. Christine had recently made her disinterest in me abundantly clear, and I was depressed and frustrated. Of course, I made it clear that Janet and I were only sleeping together as "friends". We would share a bed but nothing else was going to happen. Janet had her room to herself most nights because her roommate and another one of my friends were the only pair of our group of friends to actually hook up during that year. So, we picked a Saturday night and I shuffled off down the hall to spend my night with Janet, dressed in a t-shirt and boxers. She was also dressed in a t-shirt and shorts. We curled up back-to-back in her tiny dorm bed and went to sleep. Nothing happened. I had such a good night's sleep that I agreed to do it again the following week. Again, it was just a good night's sleep. Sharing a bed with Janet was actually a pleasant experience. For starters, she was quiet because she was asleep. But, she did have a nice body. She was a swimmer and had a soft, firm body which included a nice pair of breasts. I couldn't say I minded sleeping butt to butt with her. It was the third time around that something happened. At least, I should say that it was the first time that I knew that something happened. I woke up in the darkness and noticed that the bed was shaking rhythmically. Next, I noticed that Janet was making whimpering noises. I was about to say something, or at least turn around to see what was going on, when I realized that Janet was masturbating. Her butt cheeks were brushing against mine. Part of me was mortified. I had no romantic interest in Janet, and "hooking up" would probably be an awful idea on so many levels. Still, my proximity to sexual activity of any kind was starting to turn me on. I could feel my penis starting to stiffen despite the awkwardness of the situation. Janet seemed to be unaware of the fact that I was awake. She was still rocking back and forth and whimpering. I could only imagine that she had one or both of her hands between her legs, rubbing her clitoris and/or finger-fucking her pussy. I must have slept through a good deal of masturbating already because only moments after I woke up the bed shook harder and her whimpering grow into little shrieks, climaxing in a number of spastic jolts, and then Janet was still. I felt her moving around behind me. I felt her turn around to look at me, to see if her performance had disturbed me in any way. I decided to pretend I was still asleep. She gave a little sigh and settled back down. My mind was racing. Do I pretend to wake up now? Maybe pretend like I suddenly had an urge to leave that had nothing to do with what just happened? I hardly even cared what she thought. Why would I even make such a big deal about it? Despite all of the trepidation, I must have been more tired than I thought I was, because after a few minutes I simply drifted back off to sleep. I woke up sometime later and was immediately aware that Janet was pressed up against my back. Her hand was reaching around me and fumbling around my boxers, feeling for my penis. I don't know what she was thinking. I was usually a very light sleeper, and although apparently I slept through her masturbating at least once, there was no way I was going to sleep through her actually touching me. What was I supposed to do? The prudent thing to do would be to jump out of the bed, run back down the hall to my own room, and never speak to Janet again. However, her hand found my penis through my boxers, and her small, warm hand felt good. I was starting to grow hard despite myself. My mind was racing. Part of me was mortified, but the other part of me was 20 and horny, and grateful for just about any kind of human contact. Against my better judgment, I stayed silent and still, waiting to see what Janet was going to do. I felt Janet snuggle up against me, her breasts pressed against my back, and her thighs against my butt. Her hand continued to touch and stroke my hardening cock through my boxers. I wondered if she thought I was still asleep. I felt her pick her head up to look at me. I kept my eyes closed. I guess she figured I was actually still sleeping, because she lay back down and ever-so-slowly began working her hand underneath the waistband of my boxers. I could feel her other hand sliding between our bodies and down between her own legs. Her hand found its way into my boxers and wrapped around my hard cock. She began stroking it up and down, pausing to feel the contours and textures of the head of my cock. Her touch was gentle and firm. Her expertise was a surprise because as far as I knew Janet had no sexual experience whatsoever. Reservations be damned. Dealing with the potential consequences of letting her jerk me off would have to wait, because this was too good to stop. I could feel Janet's breathing get heavier. I could feel her start to rock her hips against her hand as her arousal grew. She began to stroke me harder. I idly wondered if she thought I was still asleep. I suddenly had to suppress a moan, and I fought the urge to move one of my hands to cover my mouth. She must have figured that by now I'd be awakened by the stimulation, but I didn't want to make any kind of movement that would interrupt her. Janet wrapped her leg around mine and snuggled up closer to me. She was so close now that I could feel her hand moving as she furiously stroked her clit. I was fully erect and it was getting really crowded in the confines of the boxers. I really needed to free it, especially since the boxers were beginning to chafe the head of my cock. I was still afraid of letting her know that I was awake. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and a groan escaped my lips. Janet froze in place, intent on trying to figure out whether or not I was awake. I didn't want to alert her to that fact that I was awake, but I had to do something, so finally I reached down and pulled my boxers down over my cock and her hand. I was expecting Janet to start talking to me at this point. Janet talked too much. It was one of her poorer qualities. She would say something stupid and ruin the moment, I just knew it. Amazingly, she stayed quiet, and quietly helped me pull my boxers out of the way. She didn't return to stroking me, though. I think the realization that I was awake and allowing the sexual activity to continue got to Janet so much that she rolled onto her back behind me and went at herself with both hands with abandon. Once I realized that she wasn't paying attention to me anymore I turned myself around, which wasn't easy in the cramped confines of the tiny dormitory bed. Now I was facing Janet. Her eyes were closed and her body was rocking as both of her hands worked her pussy underneath the sheets. I couldn't see what she was doing, but my imagination ran wild. In the meantime, I turned my admiration to her breasts. I figured that she wouldn't object to, and would probably appreciate the attention, so I slid my hand underneath the sheets until I was touching her breast through the white cotton t-shirt she was wearing. Janet paused long enough to open her eyes and smile at me. She looked like she was about to start talking to me, so I brought my finger to my lips to shush her. Don't ruin this by talking, I tried to convey to her, and I think she got the message. I continued to feel her up through her shirt; enjoying the contours of her breast and feeling her nipple harden. It didn't take Janet long to orgasm again, and she came loudly, bucking her hips and moaning "oh my God" over and over as her orgasm hit. When it was over she lay still, with the only movement being me still gently feeling her breasts. Again, I expected her to start talking then, but she still stayed quiet. After a few minutes she rolled on top of me and kissed me. I idly wondered again if this was really a good idea, but having Janet kiss me was a much more pleasant experience than I imagined. Her hips lined up against mine and she began to slowly grind her crotch against my erection. We stayed like that for a few minutes, Janet kissing me and grinding against me, and then she pulled the sheets off of us, sat up straight on me and pulled her t-shirt off of her, exposing her firm breasts. I wasn't a great judge of size but they were round and firm with small nipples. They were more than a handful, and suddenly putting my mouth on them was all I could think of. Janet stayed in a sitting position for a while longer, rocking back and forth on my crotch while I watched her naked breasts sway. When she leaned forward again I propped myself up against the pillows and the wall behind us so that I could reach Janet's breasts with my mouth. I took a nipple in my mouth and slowly licked around it. Then I opened my mouth and sucked in as much of her breast as I could, licking against the nipple with my tongue as I sucked. Janet moaned in appreciation of the attention and pressed her crotch against mine. We continued like that for a few minutes, with me alternating between licking and sucking on her breasts, and Janet grinding her crotch against my hard cock. I was fully erect and I could tell that the stimulation was slowly building me toward an orgasm. I had a sudden urge to take control of the situation so I grabbed Janet around her waist and pushed her around onto her back. Janet quickly grabbed her shorts and pulled them off, leaving herself in just a pair of white cotton panties. I rolled on top of her and placed my hard cock up against her panties. My cock was still outside of my boxers, and I could feel that her panties were soaking wet from her arousal and the (at least) two orgasms she'd already had. Janet gasped when I pressed myself against her panties and pulled me down to kiss her. Pressing my naked cock against her wet panties brought me close to orgasm, but I had a sudden urge to do something I'd seen in a porno but never had the chance to try. I figured Janet would let me do pretty much anything to her, so I moved into a sitting position, straddling her waist. Then I slowly moved my way up her stomach, moving my hard cock past her belly button and up to the valley between her breasts. Janet watched me, the curiosity showing on her face. I took her breasts in my hands and smooshed them together around my cock. I began to slide myself back and forth, getting myself off on the stimulation of being between her breasts. Janet sat herself up as best she could to see my dick sliding between her breasts. My erection was pointing right at her neck and I'm sure she could figure where my cum was headed when my orgasm hit. She reached behind me and grabbed my butt cheeks, but what really pushed me to the edge was when she stuck out her tongue towards my cock as if she was trying to reach it but it was too far away. I started bucking my hips as fast as they would go, pushing myself over the edge, grunting as my orgasm hit and load after load of cum shot across her chest and neck. Janet watched my orgasm with a fascinated look on her face. When it was over I reached over to the night table and took a couple of tissues to clean her off, and tossed them in the trash. We snuggled together to go back to sleep. I was naked and Janet was dressed in her panties. I was quietly calculating how many more chances we might have to sleep together before the end of the semester when Janet finally spoke her first words of the night. "Thank you," she said. "Thank you," I replied aloud, while I thought silently that I was grateful you stayed quiet.