"It was absolutely nothing. I had no ties. No bittersweet memories. I was leaving nothing behind. Never experienced companionship, never been in love. And in that moment, all I felt was loneliness and regret."
But there's always a first time..
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I opened my eyes and smelled eggs and coffee, I looked around the room and yawned, when I sat down I looked at the stairs and then at the entrance to the dining room while folding the blanket that I had covered myself at night and walked to the kitchen. Upon entering the dining room I saw Harry's back, wearing a white shirt and an apron tied to his waist and neck, I watched his waist in that shirt and his impecable posture, I felt a great urge to wrap my hands around that hips.
I sat on the kitchen bench and Harry looked back "Good morning, I hope you're hungry." He smiled as he finished putting the omelet on the plates, I watched his skillful hands and rested my face on my hand resting on the table "Very much.'' He put a plate in front of me and then poured us juice and coffee ''Harry!'' I said while tasting his toast and omelet, he smiled calmly and caring. We ate in silence for a quite long period of time, still feeling the heavy head from last night ''Did you got comfortable on the couch?'' He asked, I nodded ''Why didn't you stay in bed?'' He said taking a sip of coffee and raising his eyebrows "It's your bed, Harry." I said "Next time let me know, I'll sleep on the couch instead."
I helped him to wash the dishes after we finished and I walked to the living room to get my things ''Stay.'' Harry said ''I need to brush my teeth, change clothes...'' I smiled, he took my hand and guided me upstairs, to the bathroom. I watched him look for something on the counter as he handed me a new white toothbrush ''Done.'' He smiled making me giggle, I picked up the brush and then he left the room. I did my morning hygiene and went downstairs again, Harry was in the kitchen sitting on the bench, I sat across him "Did you had headache?" I asked ''Actually no, a lady left me some medicine when i woke.'' He smiled without showing his teeth, I closed my eyes still sleepy and Harry stood up ''Come rest...'' he spoke calmly walking over to me and positioned both hands on my waist from the back, doing exactly what I wanted earlier, I leaned my head back on his chest and he kissed my temple, I looked up and stared into his eyes for a few seconds until he couldn't resist and kissed me, my heart started beating faster at the same moment I felt his lips touch mine, we shared several short kisses listening to the sound of our lips tasting each other, and damn he tasted like heaven. He put his warm hands under my shirt and the sensation of our skins touching sent me a shiver throughout my body, something I had never felt before and when I felt the palm of his hand open on my belly I felt a pinch in my lower belly, like if he has total control over on what I felt, I wanted him so badly.
I raised my hand and touched the back of his neck, deepening the kiss, his tongue danced with mine as if they were meant to each other, and the taste of his mouth was something stronger than whiskey, all we heard was our breaths between the kiss. I felt his urgency increasing and now his hands ran all over my torso, the tips of his fingers lightly touched the bottom of my breasts, I squeezed the back of his neck tightly and at the same time his hands went up embracing my bare breasts, while he I massaged them both and pinched my nipples between his fingers, I turned the seat over and pulled his face back into the kiss. He rested one hand on the table behind me and the other held the back of my neck, I could feel the hard volume in his pants as he approached me, standing between my legs, I squeezed his waist and pulled his shirt out of his pants, touchin his hard abdomen and I ran my hand up to his chest, lifting his shirt and exposing his entire lower belly.
I broke the kiss for a second to observe his posture leaning over me and my eyes glued to his member crossed left inside his pants, I looked again at his eyes, which looked at me with a serious expression and totally out of control over what he wanted, I felt his lips on my jaw in my ear as I let go "Fuck me." At the same moment I was lifted off the bench, Harry wrapped his arm around my waist and the other on my thigh, I felt like a rag doll by how easy he manipulated me. I kissed his neck as he walked up the stairs, I bit his jaw gently and tightened his waist around my legs, when he entered the room he pressed me against the wall and kissed me again, but this time with a visible urgency .
I putted my feet back on the floor and started to open his shirt, exposing his bare chest and thanking us for our work that required so much physical activity because old or not, the sight of his chest was to kill. He ripped my shirt off in a second "My God." He spoke looking down and quickly taking his mouth to my breasts, I let out a groan and in another movement, he had lowered my pants along with my panties, kneeling in a leg, coming face to face with my dear friend, he looked at me from above with a face that I could cum right there just with the vision, and to further destroy my self-control, Harry pulled my left leg placing it on his shoulder and giving a passionate kiss between my legs, I felt my right knee fails and he grabs the bottom of my butt keeping me upright. His tongue sucked all the water I had drained from him, making love to my clitoris and exploring every little bit between my legs, at that point I no longer held my moans by the wonders he was doing.
His left hand dropped my thigh and he pulled his face away, watching me as he slide two fingers into me, which entered like a glove, I felt the air catch in my throat looking down at his face, I traced his lips with my fingers, which were wet and he bit my thumb ''Ah Harry...'' I groaned his name and upon hearing my voice, he went back to working with his mouth and fingers until I reached my climax and almost collapsed on the wall.
He stood up and kissed me, making me taste myself on his lips, I put my hands on his shoulders and pulled his shirt by his arms, opening his pants, I noticed that Harry had reached his orgasmo too ''Sorry, It's been a long time.'' He spoke a little embarrassed, I smiled and kissed his lips not caring, I can't imagine how many years he had no sexual experiences with anyone. After we were completely naked, Harry lifted me up in his arms and I wrapped my legs around his hips, I felt his big and hard member and my urge for him could no longer be controlled, I hugged his neck with my mouth over his ear. I felt his cock slowly enter me and my body contorted between him and the wall, I moaned his name softly and I felt his two hands tightly squeeze my thighs, his movements were short and slow, allowing me to adjust to his size, his breathing was music to my ears and my body shuddered with each sigh he let escape "Harder..." I whispered and he did not hesitate to invest quickly and hard against me, hearing his groans, my body was sending chills down to my feet.
My hips slammed against the wall, I threw my head back and Harry watched every expression on my face before taking me to the bed and sitting on the edge, leaving me on top, I looked at his face that was just below mine and moved my hips slowly, Harry kept his mouth half open, with an expression delicious to watch. He leaned back on one arm to watch my entire body move while the other guided my hips, I had already ruffled all his hair and a lock had fallen on his forehead, making him irresistible. When I invested faster in my movements and started jumping in his lap, I watched him throw his head back, closing his eyes and letting out a moan of pleasure, I touched his chest and I traced every little bit of his body with my fingers, I couldn't take it anymore the fire that formed between my legs, the sensation of him inside me was something that made me see stars, I felt his tip reach my end fitting perfectly, without hurting me. I squeezed his shoulders with both my hands when he stood up again, sticking our faces together, my moans were getting louder and louder when I approached my second orgasm, and in a quick movement he grabbed me and spun on the bed, standing over me, I squirmed under his heavy body that covered mine, while he was now fucking me hard, moaning along with me "Harry!" I spoke in a loud tone as a request for clemency, he grabbed my knee up to the height of my waist allowing him to go even deeper inside me, I cried a little bit in pleasure when he pressed his lips to mine, I grabbed the back of his neck tightly sticking my nails into his neck before collapsing under him having the most amazing orgasms of my life, I moaned loudly in his mouth and he kept his movements for a few more seconds before groaning loudly and pulling his cock out of me, releasing his liquid over my belly and breasts, without moving our faces away, the sound of his voice moaning could have made me come again right there.
We spent a few minutes in the same position resting and searching for our breaths again, when I looked at his face I realized that I was completely in love with that man, the kind of passion that we would let the other person do whatever he wanted with us, where there was no imperfections, where we can't think of anything bad about the other person, but of course I wouldn't say that to him anytime soon.
