I'll seriously never understand our situation. Yesterday we didn't even look at each other, and now we're in love. It's kind of complicated, but honestly, I don't want to try to understand it. I think that I just want to live it. It's now 21:30, I really like to be with him. We only layed on my bed, talking, kissing -a lot-. He didn't want me to give him pleasure. He said "not tonight". I don't know why, but it's alright.
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It's now 20:30, and Charlie and I are going at the fraternity -of course-. My show with the "NY Spirits" is this week-end, and we want to be 100% OK Saturday so I don't have any practice tonight. In reality, Charlie's going partying, but Blake invited me to spend the night with him. Since yesterday, I can't stop thinking about him, and his touch. I want him, I want to feel him. I want to give him my virginity. Maybe it's sounds weird because of our complicated situation but I don't care. He said that he'd wait for me upstairs, so I'm going to his room. But when I try to open, it's lock, so I knock.
-It's me!, I say.
Seconds later, he opens the door, smiling.
-Hey.
On this word, he gives me a sweet kiss. He takes my hand, in that way I'm coming inside and he closes the door. He's really cute right now. E's looking at me like if I was the most wonderful, and beautiful person he saw in his life. I feel like if I am a diamond to his eyes. I really love to feel like this. Well, I like to feel like this to the eyes of the men I love. He can't contain himself, he grabs my ass, and he presses his lips to mine in an hurry. I put my arm around is neck, and he takes me in his arms, my legs are around his west. Again, I feel weak. I feel good, and free. I feel alive. I feel in love. I feel perfect. He's kissing me without any stop, and he's taking me to his bed. I feel his erection growing under his jeans, and I really want to touch him. Excitement's taking over my body. I want him to own me. He puts me on his bed, but I don't give him the time to be on me, I want to be on him, and that's how we are right now. He's looking at me amused. I kiss him everywhere but on the lips. I'm slowly making my way to his chest, to his navel, and to his jeans...BLAKE
Lauren's on me, and I really love how she makes me feel. It's just unexplicable how wonderful it is. She's unbottoning my jeans. Damn, I want her. I help her a little bit with my jeans and my boxer, but I feel a little bit guilty, she really don't need to do this.
-Are you sure you want to do this Lauren?
-Yes.
Her voice is soft, sensual, almost quiet.
-Have you ever done this?
-No...
She blushs. Oh baby, don't worry.
-It's OK Lauren, don't stress...
I give her a reassuring smile, and I put my hand in her hair, to reassure her. She gives the smile back, and with one hand she takes my dick in his hand and she puts it in her mouth. I can't help, I let my head fall to the ved. God, it feels so good. My eyes are close, and I really appreciate the moment. It's the first tim a firl do this to me, but it never felt like that. I feel the warmth of his mouth, her tongue turning on the tip of my dick, and the beginning of her throat. She's so perfect. I love her god damn it. My hand's in her hair, it just feels so good, I can't contain myself anymore.
-Lauren, stop if you don't want me to come in your mouth.
Girls always stop, most of the time. But she continues. My body's full of excitement, it feels so good, god!
-Fuck, Lauren.
She did it, and she's now looking at me. She's blushing, like always.
-Was it good?, she asks.
I contain myself not to laugh.
-Are you kidding me? You're perfect!
She gives me her shy smile. God, I love her!
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The unexpected
RomanceLauren Hunt is studying at NYU to become a good writter. She has good grade, she has the internship of her dreams, and she's friend with her roomate, even best friend. Everything seems to be perfect, nothing could ruin what she wants for her future...