I knocked on the hard wood door. Ryan's parents were gone, we were set to be all alone. It was such a cold, chilly day. I hoped he would open the door soon, my body ached for his touch, his warm, gentle touch. It was four o'clock, he told me to get there an hour after school, so he could "set up."
I knocked again, and was greeted by his black cat in the window, "Go tell you dad to open the door, baby. I'm freezing!"
Just like that, the door opened to my boy. My pretty, special boy. He was wearing a black hoodie and some skinny jeans, his hair was a mess, he was obviously very excited.
"Hello, beautiful," his smile was wide.
"Well finally!" I blushed, he brought me in by my hand. I put my things down, and he led me to his room. He opened the door, and I was greeted to his bedroom, I had been here a few dozen times, but this time, there were fairy lights all around, and a few white and pink candles. His bed was made, and the air smelled like vanilla. Soft metal music played in the background.
"Special girl deserves a special treat," he gave me a goofy smile.
"Oh Ryan, god I love you," I went over and kissed him on the cheek, he was so warm, and my lips were so cold. He turned his face, his warm lips met mine. I zipped down his hoodie, and he took it off. He slid his warm hands under my shirt, I lifted my arms, he threw my shirt to the ground. I unbuttoned his jeans with one hand, I whispered into his ear, "Ive been practicing." He giggled. Then off went my jeans, and off went his shirt, revealing our scars, and revealing our skin. We sat on the bed and just enjoyed each other's bodies, he stroked my thighs, and I grabbed his chest. He lowered him self down to the ground, and got on his knees. He spread my legs out, he grabbed my pink panties with his teeth. He dragged them down my thick thighs all until they were left on the ground, "I've been practicing too."
I thought for a minute, "How?!"
"Uh..." He paused, "Youtube." He winked.
I giggled, and he looked up at me, "You are so beautiful."
I blushed, "You are too good to me."
"Not good enough," he put his face in between my legs, his arms wrapped around my thighs, he kissed the scars that layed on my skin. He circled his thumbs as he did. He started to suck on my thigh, leaving red marks, "I want everyone to know you're all mine. And how did I get such a wonderful girl?"
I blushed and giggled, hiding my face in a pillow.
He licked his thumb and started to go in circles around my clit, I moaned and he smiled. He brought his lips down to my pleasure area. He finged my insides with his tounge.
"Ryan," my back arched and i grabbed at his hair. His tongue worled faster, now pleasuring my clit, with his fingers inside of me. "Oh god, please Ryan." He liked when i said his name, he came up and licked his lips, his face was covered in me. He wiped his face and kissed me, he kissed me hard on the mouth, and soft on the neck. He pulled his boxers down, he pale, pink tipped, hairy dick stood out.
He got on the bed, his back to the wall.
"You ready?" He asked and I nodded. God was I ready? I had been thinking about this all day, thinking about his skin and his touch.
I sat on his lap, we both let out a little sound. I started to raide my hips. He bed shook, and the lights shaked. His mouth was agape with pleasure, his throat forcing sounds and moans out. His sweet voice was music to my ears. He was my boy. He put his hands on my waist. My wetness was all over mine and his thighs.
"Oh god, you're such a good fucking girl. You're my little slut, you're so beautiful." He looked up at me, my body had grown up a sweat, my whole body was stung with pleasure. He brought me in closer to him, my body was no longer cold.
His whole face was full of pleasure, "Oh yes, oh god you're such a good girl. You're my baby, my baby."
My hips started to give out, but Ryan kept me going. He kissed my neck and my chest, "Your skin, your skin is so beautiful."
"Ryan, Ryan, Ryan," I put my hands on his. My body ached, I wanted to relief myself. I know I would, I know he would...
