One Day In Your Life.

Addiction. (Michael's POV)

I grip my hands around the edge of the rug, it's grainy, flimsy material pressing hard into my sweating palms. My chest heaves, and I feel her saliva cooling my entire jaw, neck and chest, where she had planted wet, soft kisses all over, leaving me overwhelmed in a feeling of love and adoration. She seems absolutely engrossed in making me feel amazing, loving me, pleasuring me. It makes my heart happy, knowing a girl is willing to do that for me, especially for her first time. Another loud, deep groan escapes from my wet, shivering lips, as I throw my head back, while she continues to caress and kiss the hot skin of my abdominals. She has carefully shifted down my body, avoiding my once again throbbing erection, and sits on my upper thighs. Her warm pussy soaks the crevice between my quads, only making me feel the desire to be inside her stronger, if that's possible. Something about this girl just entices me like nothing I've ever felt before, it's like an addiction. She's like an addiction, and I won't stop until I get enough. She suckles on my dark skin, loving it with all the essence of her being, tasting it with her tongue, gripping it between her teeth firmly, but tenderly. Her soft lips melt across my sweaty skin, licking, sucking and pulling like there's no tomorrow. As she leans over my torso to kiss down my stomach, my cock is pressed between her full, supple breasts, squished against my slightly protruding hip bones. She moans into my now tensed and quivering abs, her hands hooked underneath my armpits, gripping my shoulders from behind as our bodies mesh together, hot and erotic. I look down at her loving me, my tip oozing pre-cum protruding through the shadow of her cleavage. I groan her name at the sight and throw my head back sharply, twisting my face in utter delight. "C'mon, let's go to my room." she whispers into the highly sensitive skin above my belly button, in a dip between my abdominal muscles, tensely jerking in pleasure. In strong anticipation, I wrap my hands around her waist firmly. "Hold on tight girl..". I hoist her up, standing on my powerful, long legs as she giggles uncontrollably. She wraps her legs around my waist, resting above my buttocks. Her arms drape over my shoulder, and she buries her face into my collarbone, her hair tickling my skin ever so gently. I feel my cock pressed against our lower groins, pulsing, sticky at the tip. I feel her smile, her wet lips curling against my firm muscle, and I smile also. The house is dark, but still easy enough to see around, thanks to the candle flicking on a shelf in the corner. The small hand clock on the wall reads 2:24 am. Plenty of time until morning, plenty of time to love. "Just down the hall, first right". She whispers as my balance solidified. She weighs next to nothing in my strong arms, my long, large hands firmly gripping her round, perfect ass cheeks, as I begin to walk following her directions. I walk into the room, subtly lit by a small lamp in the corner. Her bed is large, bare, save a single baby-blue sheet. Her room is rather boring, but very aesthetically designed, from what little I can see. I place her gently down on the bed, laying atop her, legs dangling off the side, hers spread far apart as my hips lay against hers. She giggles, the most gorgeous sound my ears have ever heard. I giggle also, as we stare into each others eyes and begin kissing softly. "I-I don't know, if I want to do it again, I'm kinda sore." She says softly as our lips part, her pupils searching mine, mouth parted in worry and almost, seemingly embarrassment. I don't ever want to hurt her or make her feel pressured. I couldn't. I wouldn't. "Of course, baby...that's fine." I simply reply softly, our breaths heating the skin cm's away from both of us. I smile reassuringly, and she looks relieved, grateful. "Thank-you, Michael." Indie whispers so softly I can barely hear. We kiss through smiles, and I wrap my hands through her wavy blonde locks, pulling her face closer to mine, deepening the sensual kiss beautifully. I reluctantly break the lip lock , her face quickly turning to disappointment. I grip her underarms, and push her further up the bed, until we are both completely on it. I repay the kiss, and we continue to make out, her legs wrapped around my thighs loosely, her arms hooked under my armpits, gripping my shoulder blades, as I grip the bed head with one hand for support, the other caressing her soft cheek, cupping the entire side of her face. We make out passionately, our hands moving and bodies grinding so naturally and beautifully, emotions of blissful love and happiness over wash me like water. Her soft lips intertwine with mine hungrily, pulling and biting softly, licking and sucking. Moaning and occasionally gasping for breath. "Michael, fuck, babe..." Indie hungrily moans into my lips, coursing vibrations to shiver through me. In a few moments, so fast I missed, she has me on my back, sitting aside me, gripping my face, heavily moaning into my mouth as we continue the gorgeous kiss. I rest my hand on her waist, bent as she lays on her side, her long legs parallel to mine. My other hand runs through her hair, and I moan her name softly. She removes a hand from my face, and I feel it slowly, softly travelling down the centre of my body, over my chest, abs, groin, until I feel her firm hand wrap around me, slowly beginning to stroke up and down my throbbing length. She smiles deviously through the kiss, and I furrow my brows, overwhelmed with pleasure as she strokes my cock, her other hand gripping my face firmly as she licks my jaw. I groan a shaky, deep breath, my hands finding the headboard behind me, gripping the poles firmly to keep my body still under her intense, possessive gestures of passion. Her thumb presses over my tip, gathering the sticky fluid seeping, and she lathers it all over my thick member, speeding up her pumps from the assistance of the natural lubrication. I scream, unable to restrain my pleasure any longer. "FUCK, INDIE!!" I yell loudly, my face completely contorted from the sensations in my lower regions from her incredible hand. I grunt, and throw my head back, breathing heavily, gripping the metal poles tighter. Her kisses wet my entire tensed, veiny neck, making me almost cum right then and there. I feel my chest heaving, hips jolting and thrusting into her palm. She swiftly leaves my side, and places her body between my now spread legs, allowing for her to kneel between. I look down at her, my mouth parted as I moan and breathe heavily. She looks into my eyes, glistening with fire and desire, brows downwards, seriously. I once again throw my head back, bracing for what I know is about to happen. My grip tightens, body tenses and heart pounds, as I feel a wet tongue tickle the base, and slowly glide up the side. "Mmm..." I raggedly breathe through my firmly closed lips. I feel Indie wrap her hot mouth around the tip, warmly and softly sucking the pre-cum off. My breaths intensify, become louder, stronger and faster, as she begins to bob her warm, small mouth, rimmed by soft, luscious lips, over my length. Her hand continues to pump the remainder she cannot fit. I thrust instinctively, immediately regretting that action, when I feel her gag profusely on it. She then releases my dick from her wet mouth, and gasps, giggling. I still squeeze my eyes shut in ecstasy, head thrown back as I swallow, firmly gripping the cold thin poles. "S-sorry...ugh" I groan softly, and she giggles . She returns to blowing the shit out of my cock, stimulating me beyond my senses. My tip throbs, and base convulses with blood and an upcoming load, as she rides her head fast and hard, occasionally stopping to catch air. Her hands firmly hold down my hips, preventing me from thrusting, which I'm trying my absolute fucking best not to do, as I don't plan on accidentally killing her. After a few more minutes of her relentless sucking, my biceps tense, legs and hips jolt, toes curl and knuckles whiten, as my mouth is agape, releasing an incredibly loud, deep and powerful moan, followed by deep grunts and high pitched squeaks. My body slaves away completely, possessed by the most intense orgasm I have ever felt. My cock throbs and pulses in her mouth, now filled with my steamy, white cum. My entire body spasms uncontrollably, as I moan and grunt into the pleasure washing over me. I exhale roughly, my breath quick and jagged, as my muscles slack, hips slowly lowering to the bed. She slowly raises her head off of my tip, still oozing spurts of my seed, causing my body to convulse heavily, hips jerking, muscles spasming. I lay there, sweating profusely, moaning, in the after moments of the most beautiful climax I have ever had the pleasure of enjoying. I hear a loud, gulping sound, and jerk my head up, chest rising and falling, as I stare wide eyed at her, kneeling between my legs. She seductively looks into my eyes, and giggles, as she wipes her index finger playfully over my pink, glossy tip, gathering the remainder of my fluid, and popping it into her mouth, slowly sucking, and smiling cheekily. My breaths are stunted and gasped.
I just stare, mesmerised.
What.A.Woman.