Marshall Lee (erotic fan fiction)

His lips softly, gently, touched mine. It was just barely, and couldn’t even be considered a kiss. But he didn’t pull away this time. This was progress; he actually stayed there, breathing heavily as our lips were just barely touching.

            “You don’t have to,” I reminded him in a whisper, a smile beginning to form across my lips. He felt the twitch of my forming smile and shook his head and moved even closer to me. Our bodies were pressed together. I giggled as I realized he was doing this to prove his point.

            “Something funny?” he asked, just barely pulling his head away to look me in the eyes. I knew why he was asking; he was trying to stall. It made me giggle again.

            “I know why you are doing this,” I informed him, my arms going around his neck as I began to float up off the ground.

            Marshall lifted an eyebrow and floated up with me. “And why am I doing this?”

            I got closer to him and whispered in his ear slowly, “You’re scared….”

            When I pulled away and smiled, Marshall shook his head and then came closer. A LOT closer. He kept coming closer until he pressed me against the wall.

            He came in for a kiss again but hesitated.

            “Scared,” I repeated.

            He kissed me. His breathing was already unstable from how nervous he was, and with the exercise of having to keep up with me in a make out session was just making him breathe harder.

            I slid my tongue into his mouth slowly, and he hesitantly let me. I knew he didn’t know what he was doing, which was why I was taking the lead. But he didn’t let me for long.

            As I explored his mouth, his arms wrapped around my waist, pulling our bodies as close as he could. His tongue began to taste mine, and we intertwined them. He seemed to like it, and I let him know I sure did.

            I began to lead him toward the bed, and once he realized that I was, he scoped me up (having to sadly break the kiss) in his arms and floated me down to my bed. I giggled when he set me down and then pressed against me, getting back to making out.

            He pulled away and began to kiss and bite my neck, and my breath quickly became shallow. I moaned and thrust my waist at him, an action I didn’t intentionally do. But it was done, and Marshall definitely noticed.  He began to grab my tank top and pull it over my head and off of my body, throwing it behind him as his strong hands touched my breasts. I moaned again and he rubbed against me.

            I was getting really horny and was ready to take Marshall. I unbuttoned his flannel shirt but didn’t remove it. I was too occupied staring at his gorgeous abs. He caught my staring and smiled, taking my hand and leading it from his neck down his muscular torso all the way to the top of his pants. He began to kiss me again as I take off his belt. He unzipped his pants and pulled them off as I did the same with mine, and we were on each other again, not giving time to throw the pants off the bed.

            He was in his boxers and I was in my panties. Nothing else blocking us from each other. We begin to grind each other on the bed, moaning and kissing each other as we got hornier and hornier. I finally noticed that he was hard and that was the last straw. I couldn’t take it any more; I needed him in me NOW.

            I stripped him from his boxers and then removed my panties, still grinding him. He knew what I wanted, and he seemed willing enough to give it to me. Funny how fifteen minutes ago he was too scared to kiss me.

            He went down on me, licking me as he went. He teased me by using a finger to trace my lower area, but never doing anything.

            “Marshall,” I moaned. “Please….”

            And then he went inside of me. Not with his finger, I mean. It wasn’t one of those deals.

            “Oh my God! Marshall!” I screamed. For this being his first time, he was definitely good. I could feel myself inching toward climax quickly.

            “Marshall!” I screamed again. He moaned my name and I knew it would be over soon.

“Yes! Yes! Oh, Marshall!”

“Audrey,” he moaned my name.

I felt bliss ripple through out my body and it was done. I came when it was all said and done and he came back to the top of the bed and laid next to me. I cuddled next to him, telling him how amazing he was for his first time before falling asleep.