The (Murder) Group

After Party In Bed

        After the blow up Crissy had, the party pretty much ended, everyone left, I was left picking up red solo cups that were scattered on the floor. Cris had wandered upstairs, into my room, doing god knows what.

        We were in the kitchen, I was bent over the island eating some grapes, we had just finished cleaning, and were about to go to bed, when his hands were on my hips. A grin creeps upon my face, as I reach back and grab his ass. He leaned forward, I could feel his lips grazing my ear, and hear him whisper, "Why don't you turn around." I could practically hear his lips stretching into a smile.

        Slowly, I closed my eyes, and turned around. He pulled me forward, and grabbed my hands, softly, "Right here." He played, moving my hands to the button of his pants.

        In my head I wonder, "Is this really happening? How much had he drank? Man he has balls. Pun intended."

        I begin to unbutton his jeans, but he stopped me, I grimace, I knew he didn't want this, I knew I wasn't good enough. My hands drop, but he just smiles. The hell? My head lowers and my eyes close, I fucked up. Wait what? I was being picked up! Cris headed to the stairs, two steps at a time, damn this boy was strong.

        By time we are at my bedroom door, Cris is out of breath, it's cute. I kiss his nose, and he makes a purring sound,oh this boy can really turn me on, He reaches to open the door, and tells me, "Close your eyes." So I do. Before I know it, Cris has gently laid me on my bed, and started to kiss me. I peek my eyes open, just to see a lovers paradise.

        I see candles lit, wax melting down the side, like I am melting into Cris. I see the rose petals scattered everywhere, like the leaves in the fall on the ground. Lastly, I see my beautiful, perfect bodied boyfriend. He locks eyes with me, stops all he is doing, and looks at me, and lord help me, but I think I have gotten lost in his eyes.

        I close my eyes, and open my ears, soft music is playing, I know this song,it's on the tip of my tongue. All I wanna do, by Sheryl Crow. The song plays, and I begin to lose myself to Cris. He is kissing me still, but begins to move, kissing the edge of my lips, my cheek, by my ear, whispering, " I love you." Moving down my neck, hitting my sweet spot, I moan, I can feel his smile on my neck, I can feel his warm breath, breathing heavy, and now I can feel his tongue flick at my soft spot, sending shivers down my spine, and sighs out my mouth.

        Cris reaches up my shirt, and around to my back, just to unclasp my bra, in .2 seconds, good for a virgin. We break apart only long enough to rip off each others shirts, and then our lips seal into each other again.

        I'm sitting in his lap now, slowly rocking back and forth, my bare chest on his, he cups my ass, as I his face, we make such a perfect melody. Finally we come up for breath, and as if our minds were connected, we both pull the comforter off. I walk over to Cris, and run my hand down his warm chest, down to the waist band of his pants, grinning I unbutton them, and watch them fall to the ground.

        I can tell he's a huge one, his black boxer briefs stretch around his swelling dick, and for a good few seconds, I can't look away. He pull me out of my trance, by sliding my jeans off of me, just to reveal my black lace panties, and with that we share a smile, and crawl into the bed.

        For a while we lay there kissing, touching, moaning, but quickly things get boring, and we speed things up, we tear the clothes we have left on us off. Cris climbs on top of me, and kisses me, everywhere, it's like little butterflies landing on my skin within every kiss. He sucks on my bottom lip, and slides in. God he is big, I can feel myself stretch, and my back arch. 

        He trails kisses down my body, as he slides in and out, never missing a beat. The sheets are tangled around us now, and we both, are hot and sweaty, making the sheets stick to us worse. 

        "I'm going to cum." Cris pants at me. I push into him, letting him know it's okay. I hear a moan, and for a split second, I thought it was me, but then as I feel the warm cream slither inside me, I realize it was him. He finishes, and lays next to me, panting, I just close my eyes. That was the best sex I've ever had