Love, Pt. 2

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Friday came and after school we all went home to get ready for Rick's friend Jonathan's birthday party. We met at Rick's house when we were all ready to leave. We drove straight to Jonathan's house and Monica and Jacklyn were dancing for a full hour as soon as we got there. Rick and I were just kissing in the corner.

2 hours later, Jonathan's good friend Kenny started a fight with some guy who was talking shit to him. Rick actually stopped the fight. He only got a bruise from Kenny accidentally socking him.

I lost track of time as me and Monica were overloading on beer, well not really. I was at the limit of almost getting drunk. We all left the party around 1 in the morning. When it was just Rick and I after he dropped off the rest of them, he took me in his room.

"Babe, can I tell you something?" As I'm on his bed.

"What is it baby?" He asks when he's laughing.

"I'm horny right now," I just wanted him to fuck me.

I wasn't that drunk and being stupid. I drank, but I would remember this night. He laughs and he lays his body on top of mine.

"Have you seen 50 shades?" He asks whispering.

"No," I tell him.

"Good, you won't know what would be expected," he tells me.

"Oh, good. Now fuck me, hard!" I tell him.

"Hold on, let me get all the stuff I need for this," he tells me.

I lay in my bed as in no less than a minute and he comes with a blind fold, a condom, a cup of ice, and a piece of cloth. Rick undresses me, then I become completely naked. He takes off his shirt and eventually takes off his pants and underwear.

He gets the blind fold and puts it around my eyes. Is this what 50 Shades is about? He gets the cloth and ties my hands together then makes me put my hands on top of me. I can hear him get an ice from the cup and put one in his mouth. He had the ice in his mouth and slides the ice from my throat, to my chest, to my stomach, then to my dick. Every time I stretch my hands forward, he places them back to they belong every time with force.

When the ice part was done, he spit the ice on the ground then kisses me swiftly like he did with the ice. When he gets to my penis, he gives me a blow job. I moan and every time I moan loudly, he would put his hand on my mouth.

Minutes later, he takes off the blind fold but leaves me with my hands together. He turns me around and he unwraps the condom, he wears it then fucks me. Not even for 5 seconds I can't last without making a sound. He covers my mouth and he repeatedly starts to fuck me. It feels wrong, but it feels great.

He releases from the stance and he slaps my ass, repeatedly. For this one I don't make any loud sounds.

He rolls onto the bed and I lay on top of him. For my turn I do the same thing he did when we was kissing me. I started from the neck, down to the chest, down to the stomach, then down to his dick. When I was blowing him, he didn't really make any sounds, so I didn't have to cover his mouth.

After our lovely sex, the clock turned 2:18 in the morning, and we were laying on the bed looking into each others eyes under the covers.

"I love you you know that right?" He asks me.

"I know you do," I tell him, and we both start laughing.

Tonight felt like I lived, literally. I felt alive, not caring about a thing, I loved him in any possible way. He meant everything to me. This was the best night I had ever had in forever.

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