3 comments/ 6631 views/ 1 favorites It's Been Too Long... By: TheOtherOtherGuy ***This is my first time writing, and I couldn't really get into the feel of a male character, so... Yeah. Here you go, hope you enjoy it, feedback of any kind is always welcome!*** * As I walked, I could feel the guys' stares lingering on my body. I mean, I was trying to look good, but still. I took the left that took me to my boyfriend's apartment building, and climbed the stairs when I got there. When I did, I was careful to make sure that my black denim mini-skirt didn't ride up too far, just enough to make guys think about wanting me, but not enough to embarrass myself because some guys saw my black thong in the middle of the street. I pressed the button to call the elevator to the ground floor, and when it got there, I stepped in, pressed the button to get to the 3rd floor, and leant back against the wall. I made sure I was nearly popping out of my tight black tank top, but not quite, I made sure my thong and my bra were neither completely visible nor completely invisible, and I made sure my long, soft black hair was appropriately fluffed and looked good for once. I held out my iPhone and quickly took a picture, then waited for the doors to open. The second they did, I left the elevator, and walked down the hall to my boyfriend; I knew this was his only day off for 2 weeks, and I wanted to make it special for him. I knew my only make-up was fine, and I wanted to make him feel better because we'd been talking throughout the week and he was feeling like shit again. I got to his door, and knocked on it. He answered after a few seconds, and I smiled at him the instant he opened the door. I saw him smile back, then he leant down and wrapped his arms around my waist, and I slid my arms around his neck. I pressed my face against the crook of his neck, breathing deep and making sure it was imprinted into my mind. He pulled back a little, so I moved back too, but I made sure that I left my hands on his chest, playing with his shirt buttons. "Not that I'm not extremely happy and pleased to see you, baby,"-I could almost feel his happiness-"but why are you here?" He asked, smiling at me and looking into my eyes. I knew I'd done everything correctly, because I could feel his eyes travelling down my body as I pressed against him slightly more. I played with his shirt buttons as I spoke, trying to make it look like I was nervous about this, which was technically true, I guess. "I just wanted to see you, baby." I smiled up at him, looking into his eyes. I'd hoped I'd done my mascara right, just enough to make my bright, light ice blue eyes seem brighter, but not so much that I looked like a desperate racoon. "Plus, I knew this was your only day off for a while, so I wanted to spend some time with you, baby." I smiled again, and he moved so that our lips met for a second. He pulled back slightly, looked right into my eyes, and said; "Thank you, baby. You're the most perfect girlfriend, and I love you more than I ever thought I ever thought I could." I felt my cheeks heating up, and I pulled him towards me and kissed him. Here he was, this absolute hunk of a man, about 6' 3, long-ish brown hair, an amazing body, and he was the nicest guy I ever could've hoped to meet. Not to mention he was hung like a horse and not afraid to take me roughly if either of us wanted it. He pulled back again, then stepped out of the doorway enough for me to squeeze past him into his tiny apartment. I walked over to his leather couch, and sat down, leaning back and crossing my legs at the knees. He came over and sat next to me, wrapping one arm around my shoulders and pulling me into him, and sliding his other hand over the one that I had placed on his upper thigh. I interlaced my fingers with his, and then looked up at him. I caught him looking at me, and I smiled at him. I moved my hand from underneath his, then placed it on his cheek. He leant down until our lips met, and I kissed him back. He slowly kissed me, knowing how I wanted him and making me wait for it. As I kissed back, I opened my mouth and he slid his tongue into my mouth. As he kissed me hard enough to make me breathless, he was sliding his hand up my thigh, and onto my hip. Then his hand slowly slid further up, moving over my shirt and up to my breasts, in which I had concealed a condom (the main good thing about having 16DD boobs and being fairly skinny is being able to hide things in between them). He fondled my boob for a minute, then slid my shirt over my head. When my shirt was off, I pushed him back to a sitting position and straddled him. He undid my bra strap as I undid his shirt, and I grabbed my dark pink bra before it fell. I grabbed the condom and placed on the table next to his couch, and I kissed him again. I then removed my bra, threw it behind me, not caring anymore, and carried on undoing his shirt. When I finally got it undone, I pulled it off of his wide shoulders and slid my hands down his chest and stomach, feeling his abs reacting to my touch. When my hands got down to his trousers, I instantly unbuttoned them and pulled down the zip. I slid my hand into his boxers, and pulled out his monstrous cock. I ran my hand along his 11-inch penis as we kissed, then I sat back down next to him. I bent over so that my head was in his lap, and I slid the tip of him inside of my mouth, running my hand down his shaft while I slowly slid more inside. When I got about halfway down, I pulled the entire thing out, then slid him right the way inside of my mouth, and down my throat. I felt him getting dangerously close to climax, and I no longer cared. I felt him put his hands behind my head, and thanked god that I didn't have a gag reflex. As he held my head where it was, with his entire 11-inches inside of my throat, slid my tongue around what I could, and then he came; as he did, it shot straight down my throat and into my stomach, and I loved the feel of it. When he was done, I pulled him out of me, then laid on the floor with my legs open to him. He came over, got onto his knees, then pulled off my thong and my skirt, simply throwing them behind him. He leant over me and kissed me, and I felt his hand find my already soaked core. He started slowly rubbing me, then he slid his middle finger inside of me, although I was as ready as possible right then. After a thorough fingering, he placed himself my swollen lips, and slowly pressed against them. My mouth opened slightly, and I let out a small moan. He pulled out, then pushed back in, sliding right the way in this time. He leant back, hands on my hips as he slowly screwed me into oblivion. I was close to finishing already, so I wrapped my legs around his back, and started teasing my nipples, which were already rock hard. I slid my free hand between my legs and started rubbing my crotch as he pumped, feeling one of the best orgasms of my life coming on. I convulsed and arched my back, not bothering to stop the low, guttural moans of pure ecstasy from escaping between my lips. He then pulled out, and I realised how close he had been to climax. I grabbed a hold of his length, and rubbed his shaft, slowly rolling his foreskin back and forth while trying to pleasure him the best I could without letting him move from between my legs. He just placed one hand on my boob, playing with it while I tweaked the opposite nipple. When he finally came, he fired his load onto my stomach and up to my chest, and then he lowered his head. He just collapsed next to me, on hand resting in between my legs, and the other around my shoulders, which I used as a pillow. He seemed exhausted from pleasuring me, and I was fine with not talking, I wasn't even sure if I could move yet. So, we just lay there, completely silent, until we finally fell asleep. It's Been Too Long I've been away for months and I just can't stand it anymore. * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (3.5 min/mp3) * * * * * It's Been Too Long He sat impatiently watching the clock. She had been away for four days on business and was inflight back home. She was landing at gate 216 in two hours. He decided he would start on his hour drive just in case she came in a little early, he would be there. The flight was on time and the two were so glad the trip was over. Within a short time he had retrieved her luggage and was pulling onto the on ramp placing them on the highway home. It was obvious to him she was exhausted. She had leaned against him placing her hand on his thigh and within a few miles, she was asleep. She stirred around when the garage door was coming down behind them. He gathered her luggage, followed her inside and told her that he would help her unpack the next day. He had other plans for her once they were upstairs. When he made it upstairs, he found her stretched out on the bed, mail in her hand, shoes kicked off and asleep. After removing the mail from her grip, he carefully un buckled her belt sliding his fingers gently at her waist. He placed a kiss on her head, pulled the sheet over her and decided a few hours sleep and she would be rested and all over him. She called them "Power Naps". Eight hours later he woke smelling the coffee coming up the stairs. Knowing that he had a webinar meeting, he decided to get a quick shower and let her sleep in. He attended the meeting wrapped in a towel and no one at the meeting had a clue. He remained in the office until he heard the shower come on. He made his way up the stairs and waited quietly. She slid the shower curtain aside stepping out onto the cool tile floor, being careful not to slip. Startled by his presence, not aware that he was still in the room, she jumped, and then giggled as her eyes met his gaze. His eyes were bluer than she could ever have imagined, his photo's had never done them justice, at least not in color. They had, however, captured the compassion, spark, and integrity that lay beneath. He grinned at her as he handed her the plush towel, his eyes feasting on smooth golden skin as she pat herself dry. He turned facing the mirror. Reaching forward, grinning, she pulled the towel he had wrapped loosely around himself. It had not been able to hide his evident erection, but he did not seem to mind. "Hmmmmmmmmm...what have we here?" A playful smile accompanied her raised brow. Unabashed by his arousal, he confidently smiled back at her reflection in the mirror, his eyes twinkling with mischievous delight. "Feeling a little naughty are we?" she purrrrred, her voice loosing its innocence in the soft low tones. "Turn around" she whispered as she reached for the lotion. Without hesitation, he turned facing her, as she dropped to her knees onto the soft towel. The lotion felt cool as she squeezed some into her palm. Rubbing her hands together, she reached forward and began first massaging the soothing lotion onto his feet, her fingers sliding between each toe and then gently caressing the tops of his feet. She continued, her hands moving up over his calves one at a time, gently kneading, massaging, his skin so warm beneath her touch. A soft sigh escaped her lips as her gaze wandered upward, his hard shaft inches from her parted lips. She returned to the task, her fingers digging into his flesh kneading the lotion deeper as her hands moved up his strong muscular thighs. He shifted, parting his legs allowing her the freedom to caress his inner thighs. Her body moved closer as her mouth planted a soft kiss where her hand had been just moments ago. Slowly her tongue slid up along his thigh as her hands reached behind massaging his buttocks. A gentle moan escaped her lips vibrating against his tender skin. A moan, not hers, answered her tongue as it ran along the crease of his thigh, her face nuzzled between his legs. While her hands continued massaging his firm round ass her tongue found its way up between his cheeks, he squirmed against the counter his hands resting slightly behind him to secure his position. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm...she purred again her tongue traveling along the smooth skin behind his tender balls. One hand left the counter taking his hard member into it he began to stroke, his precum already flowing as he did. He felt the warmth of her mouth as it enveloped his balls, sucking them gently, tenderly licking them from beneath. She reached up her hand joining his. Together they stroked as her mouth hungrily licked and sucked at his surrounding flesh. Finally, her tongue slid along his fingers finding its way to the head of his swollen cock. Her mouth parted as her tongue probed the opening, tasting his fluid, his cock sliding past her moist lips. He removed his hand from his cock, his fingers entwined in her hair as he guided her mouth onto him. Eagerly she accepted his hard member his hips thrusting forward. The rhythmic strokes of his cock fucking her mouth muffled her moans. As her lips tightly surrounded his cock, she felt him shudder, moaning louder as he announced his impending orgasm. She sucked harder feeling his manhood begin to throb, her hands caressing his balls, pulling the smooth skin tight as he finally exploded in her mouth. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," she purred as she licked him clean..."it's been too long."