Good things come... PART1

10. D.I.Y.

Xenia

Maren literally exploded and the waves of her lust ran over my face, whilst her thighs held my head in a vice like grip.

My neighbors were surely able to hear her yell of utter satisfaction, but I couldn't care less.........seeing her stomach flutter, the way it did....just before her whole body went limp and she rolled off of me.....wildly gasping for air, was a sight I had missed so damn much.

And now....?

Well now I found myself laying next to her.......side by side.....both of us completely out of breath.
My lungs still pumping heavily, I turned my head towards her, feeling all good and hot......as she smiled at me, leaning over and breathing a kiss on my lips.

"Thanks babe,.....you were amazing!"

she murmured, then stretched her sensual limbs and rolled on over to her side of the bed.

Oh.....no!
Wait...what?
Nooo!!!
I quickly rolled over too and gently stroked her bare back with my fingertips.....but to late!
She had already fallen asleep.
Damnit!!!

I let out a big sigh of disappointment!
Once again I was left outside in the rain!

Damnit!!

Egotistical ass.....!!!
I quickly scolded myself, but then another thought flew through my mind.

Was I really that?
Didn't I too, have a right to claim my desires,....my needs,...my physicall cravings?
Why the hell did our sex life, more often than not....turn out to be so lopsided?

Ohhhhh.....god how I wanted that time back, when we had just met and we couldn't seem to keep our hands off of each other and barely left the bedroom for days sometimes.

But as hard as it was and how painful it made me feel, I would have to face it....those days were gone.
A bitter chuckle escaped my mouth,...maybe I should ask that redhead.... at least she seemed interested,....all though for different and probably not so flattering reasons....but "beggars couldn't be choosers"....right?

Her words 'You have beautiful eyes and creative Hands' still rung in my ears and I didn't have to be a rocket scientist, to get what she meant by that.

With a big grin on my face, I let these oh so creative hands, slide over belly and further down south.

My eyes closed, I enjoyed the soothing feeling of my own stroking fingers and I gave into my hot, sensuous fantasy...

.......the fantasy, in which soft fingers caressed the inner side of my thighs ever so gently...
........the fantasy, in which these caressing fingers appeared a lot smaller than my own I suddenly realized, but that fact quickly left my mind, as soon as those fingers dipped into my eagerly waiting center....sending hot bolts of lightning from between my thighs, throughout all of the rest of my body.

Trying to keep my moaning down as best as I could,...I kept thrusting myself harder and faster against these plunging fingers, right up until the wave of my lust came crashing down on me and I heard myself gasping a name through my closed lips.

"Melissa!"

What the hell????
My eyes flew open in an instant and I quickly slapped a hand on my mouth.

Did I really just have an orgasm, with the thought of that redhead with the emerald green eyes on my mind....?
And not just that.
I actually moaned her name too.

Oh Fuck!!!!

My heart pounding like I just finished a race, I glanced over to the other side of the bed.....where Maren snored lightly...lucky for me....sound asleep.

Exhausted and with a feeling of relief, I flopped back into my pillows and covered my face with my hands, in shame.
What the hell was wrong with me?
How could I.....?

I mean....just because my girlfriend got it,....and I didn't..... didn't mean I had to fantasize about another woman.
Having her fuck me in my wet dreams and calling out her name to top it all off.

But that was exactly what I just had done.
I had imagined her hands.....
Her touch.....
Her smell...

Damnit I could even recall her smell...!!!

Please somebody,....somewhere.....help me out...before I go completely nuts.