Stacy's perspective:
I sat on my bed facing the door. I waited for him to just come in and shut the door. I wonder how I craved for him, for his sight when a day ago I was furious to even hear his voice. I don't understand how one day changed the whole thought process of the opinions I had of him.
The door opened and he entered with those hungry eyes. He walked in and locked the door shut. He removed his shirt in one go and threw it on the floor. He made his way to me as he slowly unbuttoned his shorts.
I got up, still in my slutty short skirt and baggy crop top.
"Stacy.." He whispered as he rushed to me and grabbed me in his arms.
"Atticus." I whispered back.
He pulled me and smashed his lips to mine. I began kissing him as I felt myself being pushed to the wall. My back hit the cold wall as his hands traveled inside my shirt. I moaned shifting in my position when I felt his tongue figure its way in my mouth.
He made those kissing sounds as his fingers settled on my boobs, squishing it and feeling it inside his palms. I moved my hands along his waist line and onto his back. I teased the hem of his shorts and slid my hand inside it. I could feel him sigh as he pulled his tongue out of my mouth and started to suck my neck.
I held his soft butt inside my palms and squeezed it hard. I pulled his butt closer to me and his erected knob touched my lady spot under my skirt. He came up and removed my shirt in one swift swing and threw it away. His hands slid to my back thigh and he lifted me up. My legs automatically clutched his waist while he pinned me to the wall.
He raised me higher and started kissing my boobs. I shuddered biting my lip and tugging his hair. He bit my tits and moved away from the wall. He threw me on the bed and seated himself between my legs.
"Atticus.." I bit my lip seeing him.
He stared at me with hungry eyes and rested his hands on my thighs.
"I love you.." He whispered and my eyes widened.
But before I could ask him what he meant, he separated my legs and held it in position. I felt my skirt being pulled off and I saw it hoisted somewhere. His head went low and my vagina was inside his mouth.
"Ohh Atti--cus." I stuttered clasping my sheet cover and shutting my eyes.
His mouth slurped my vagina like a baby eating ice cream. His tongue swept up and down my clitoris and I couldn't control some building sensation. I started to moan loudly again. His tongue pushed itself inside my opening and I felt the tingle inside me tense up.
He made his tongue move in and out of my vagina just like his finger did, ten minutes back. I don't know how loud I moaned because my toes had curled up and my breathing was heavy already.
"Oh my god, you taste so good. I can't get enough of your pussy." He chuckled eating my vagina again. I shut my eyes as orgasms erupted and screeched out into the open.
After almost ten minutes, he came up and started kissing my lips again. I could taste the sweetness in his lips now. My sweetness. He was right. I do taste incredible. I pulled his shorts down and he wiggled out of it. I kicked it to the floor as I saw his hard erection touch my thigh.
I pulled it down after stroking it and it touched my wet pussy.
"Ohhh.." I moaned feeling his touch as a tease.
"You're a naughty little sister." He chuckled rubbing my pink button again. I moaned chuckling.
"Yes baby." I laughed holding onto his dick.
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Sex and the Treaty
Teen FictionHe twitched his lips on his perfect. god-like, heart attracting face and I felt his fingers wrap around the top sides of my shorts. With a perfect, non-wincing agitated move, he pulled my shorts to the floor. ❝Atticus...❞ I whispered closing my eye...