WILD PLEASURE {short erotic stories} Chapter 37: WILD WITH DESIRE (4)

CHAPTER 4

He was quickly realizing that, somehow,

she had got him completely under her control. He had no choice but to follow, no choice but to do as he was told. She led him upstairs and along a hallway. She stopped outside a door.

“So,” she asked him, turning and looking up at him, “Do you like what you see?”

“You have a very nice house,” he said but it came out as something of a murmur.

“I wasn’t talking about the house.” She looked at him. 

Something seemed to be passing between the two of them. He felt something touching his fingers. He looked down quickly as she took his hand and then looked at her. She didn’t say anything, but she was smiling at him encouragingly. 

He smiled back. She pushed the door open and walked him inside. His heart was pounding. Something was happening...but he still wasn’t quite sure just what it was. He looked around, tearing his eyes away from her. It was her bedroom. The curtains were closed and the light was low. His eyes were drawn to the bed.Why would she bring him to the room where her bed was if there wasn’t a reason for it? He looked back at her and she was looking at him. 

She was still holding his hand. She took hold of his other hand. “It’s OK, sweetie,” she said, softly, “It’s all OK.” Her thumbs were stroking the back of his hands. She was watching him, as though waiting for him to do something. He didn’t know what he was supposed to do. Her smile broadened and she shook her head slightly. 

He couldn’t help but think how cute that little movement was, but he only had

time to think about it for a moment as she stepped forward, reached up with one of his hands to take hold of his face, and kissed him. She kissed him once and brought her head back. 

She looked at him, closely,

her face right in front of his, and then she kissed him again. This time he felt her lips part, felt them push insistently on his. He could have been pushed right back but instead, he kissed her back and they stayed

there, locked together. He reached out with his free hand to take hold of her waist. She gripped the hand that she was holding harder.

He pulled her close and felt her tongue lightly dart into his mouth. 

He moved his hand up to her face now, mirroring what she was doing to his, but then he moved the hand further back, running it through her hair. She stepped away from him and he felt his hand slide through her hair, felt his other hand pulled with hers before she dropped it. 

She looked up at him, still smiling, as she stepped back. She was walking over to the bed. He realized then that this was really happening - what other way could it possibly go now? He was feeling very glad that he had decided to come inside.She walked over there and then turned to him to see if he would be joining her. 

He walked over, feeling his cock growing in his pants as he fully understood that she was there for the taking. All he had to do was step forward...and that was just what he did. He stepped forward, took her face in his hands, and kissed her again. He was greedy for her, wanting her. She wanted him just as much. As he kissed her she kissed him back with equal intensity, matching him completely. Her hands were on his body. She grabbed hold of his waist in both hands, squeezing it, feeling the firmness of his muscles. He took hold of her, feeling the curve of her hips and the softness of her body. 

One hand moved round to the front, running over her stomach. There was less give here - it was toned and taut. He had guessed that she worked out, judging by how good her legs looked, but he was still impressed with how it felt. 

He ran his hand back and forth. He moved his mouth to kiss her neck. He breathed her scent in deeply as he kissed her. He licked her and tasted her. She stroked his head with one hand and he heard her sigh. He felt her breathe out through the hand that moved over her stomach. 

He felt her pulling at his T-shirt. She pulled it over his head and stepped back to look at his body. He could see the excitement in her eyes and her hands went to his body, moving quickly over it, feeling every single contour of him. 

Then she turned him around so that the back of his legs was right up against the bed. She pushed him back onto the bed. He pulled himself back onto it, kicking his shoes off as he went, never taking his eyes off her. She climbed onto the bed then, biting her lip as she smiled at him.She crawled over to him.

 He saw her hair fall down one side of her face, cascading down. She reached up with one hand and pushed it back behind her head. He tried to keep his eyes on hers but as she crawled toward him, he could see down her tip and he could see something there that he wanted, something he had wanted from the second he had seen the way that her top clung to them. 

She came next to him and looked at him attentively, as though studying him. She stroked his face and then began to kiss him again. She only kissed him briefly this time, however, as she wanted to adjust herself. She lifted up one leg and shuffled over so that she straddled him. 

She looked down on him now. There was nowhere for him to go, even if he had wanted to leave. He was right there between her legs. He was completely hers. She reached down and stroked his chest. He took hold of her ass in both hands. It felt just as good as he had thought that it would - he felt the give in

it when he squeezed it, felt the roundness of it. His hands slid around and took hold of her thighs. 

He could feel the muscles there. There was strength in them as they gripped him between them but at the same time, they felt so soft. He squeezed them just as he had

squeezed her ass.

 He gripped them between his hands and then he ran his hands down them, stroking them, feeling how silky smooth they felt. She began to kiss him again and his hands moved round to her ass again as it stuck up in the air when she bent down to him. Her kisses were slow and lingering. As his hands slid around, however, he felt the tips of his fingers move below her skirt. He froze for a moment - was this too much? But then he knew that it wasn't too much, it was simply the progression of what they were doing together, here on her bed.

He felt his fingers touch her panties. He took hold of her ass and pulled her close. He felt her push up against the bulge of his cock in his pants, throbbing and hungry for her. She must have realized what she was touching as he felt the urgency of her kisses increase and felt her push up against him again and again.

He took one hand away from her ass and moved it up to her waist. 

He pushed it beneath her top and felt the skin of her stomach. He moved toward her belly button and ran one finger around the edge of it. He started to move his hand up slowly. He was getting close to those magical breasts that he had caught a glimpse of as she had crawled toward him. 

He thought about that glimpse he had of Robin’s breasts, all those weeks ago. He thought of the flash of nipple. Surely now all of his desire would be sated. He would not only see Jane’s breasts but he would be able to do whatever he wanted with them, anything at all. The possibilities seemed endless. He was moving slowly though, no matter how keen he was. 

He didn’t want to seem too eager and he still wasn’t quite sure how far he could go. He didn’t know if there was a right speed that he should be moving at. However, it seemed as though Jane was impatient for him. She stopped kissing him and sat up. He felt her gripping him even harder with her thighs and the hand on her ass slid back to take hold of one thigh. 

He had his palm spread, taking as much of it under his hand as he possibly could. She looked down at him. Her hair was hanging down to one side in front of her body. This time she didn’t push it back. She knew what he had been going for and she wanted to give it to him. 

She pulled her top up in one smooth motion and threw it across the room. When she had first got out of the car Alex had wondered for a moment whether or not she was wearing a bra. 

He had quickly surmised that she wasn't. Now he saw them. As her top went up, he saw them suddenly drop out. They sat there, looking flawless to him. Her body was tanned, all over. Her breasts were large, round, and inviting. He saw her large, dark brown nipples. He put both of his hands on her waist. She was watching him as he stared at her breasts. A little smile played on her lips. She was clearly enjoying having him stare at her like that. Her hair now hung down partly obscuring one breast.

He moved his hands inward toward her stomach. Then he moved them back

up. This time he did it slowly because he wanted to relish the anticipation. He wanted to remember every single moment of how it had felt - how good the skin of her body had been under his hands, how it felt when the tips of

his fingers reached the underside of her breasts.