| Stolen Kisses |
| Monday, 17 March 2008 | |||||||
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Tom and I had had many stolen kisses, I would make any excuse to see Tom and spend time in his company. He was a very close friend to my brother. In fact, they had been to high school together, and then went their separate ways. After about 7 years, they met again. Tom, a graphic designer / musician, who’s gentle hands and welcoming lips drive me wild at the mere sight of them, was now conveniently my brother housemate. But Tom had a girlfriend, to me this was not deterrent, anyway all we ever did was just kiss!
Just kiss? He would only need a minute to kiss me and I would be dripping wet and throbbing for a cock and leaving me wanting to have sex so badly. He, on the other had a little more control, and always let me touch him anywhere else on his body except for his cock. I was determined to see what beast lay within him. Today and later tonight I was determined to go all the way. My brother was conveniently out of the way having been called in to work for the night shift to take the place of a colleague who had called in sick. The usual drill was, I normally visit and spend the weekend at my bros place, help with the weekend chores and enjoy free high speed internet connection to do research and chat with people all over the world. Initially, that was all I did until, my brother was usually around and Tom was very quiet. If he and my brother were talking and I walked into the room, he just shut up. So, once when I was alone with him I confronted him and asked why he never spoke to me. He looked up at me, took off his spectacles and blink slowly. “Well?”, I said, “I’m waiting.” He put the book he was reading down on the table, stood up, will still looking at me, walked up to me and held me by the shoulders. I looked at him, I turned my head slightly to the side and he took his right hand to held my cheek and said, “It is because…..” He then lowered his head, brought his lips close to mine and kissed me. I didn’t even resist. I just eased into this erotic pleasure. For almost a minute we were engrossed, tongues and hands exploring. He then stopped abruptly and unplugged his mouth from mine. “I am afraid I feel so much for you that I shouldn’t”, he said. He then walked back, sat on his chair and went back to reading his book. I was gob smacked, a bit faint, amazed and wet. I wanted more from Tom and I needed to find an opportunity to explore this further. Just them my brother walked in and things went back to normal.
For about 6 months, there was no discussion, no expression of feelings. We would always just kiss, so passionately and intensely, I was always on the verge of a climax, each time we had to stop. We used to do it anywhere we would find ourselves alone as my visits to see my “brother ” was now anytime throughout the week. My offer to help out around the house become more frequent, and my brother was only too happy to accept.
One particular time, as we found ourselves alone. I decided to forgo the kissing ritual and get some answers. Tom was reluctant at first to tell me more about his life. I had gather a few tit bits from my brother, but I wanted to hear more from him. He eventually told me he had a girlfriend and they had been on and off, most recently more off than on. He was reconsidering his options and whether he wanted to be in the relationship anymore. I told him, I wasn’t expecting much from him, I just wanted to have fun. He quite liked the idea of just having fun, it meant no pressure to him.
So, we had been having fun for over a year now and I needed to increase the level of fun. I had had enough of masturbating after every heavy kissing and petting session. I wanted more. I wanted his cock in me. I had had numerous vivid dreams and fantasies of us having raw passionate sex, and it was time to make them come true. No more erotic fantasy, I wanted the real deal.
So, as my brother dashed out of the door to get to work. I went to the kitchen, fixed myself a glass of wine and sat by the window looking out into the night sky.
Tom walked into the living room, carrying a book. I asked him if he wanted a drink and he said he did. I went to the fridge, grabbed a can of beer and tossed it over to him.
He smiled at me as he caught it. I purposely didn’t smile back, and walked by to the window. After about a minute or so, he came up to me. He wondered what the matter was because I was not ready to jump on to him and start our usual kissing. We had the whole night to ourselves. I told him I was done kissing and in any case, we couldn’t just kiss for 12 hours.
He held my hand and told me we could do more than kiss. This was sweet music to my ears. He led me out of the living room through the corridor into his room. I had never been in his room before. I found it welcoming, it was a cool blue and with minimal furniture, actually there was no bed, only a double futon and plenty cushions all over. He started kissing me all over while undressing me. I just stood taking it all in. Once I was naked, free of all my clothes, he led me into the bathroom, which I realized was preset. The bath tub was filled with water that had red rose petals floating on them and the room had candles all over the place.
I took the cue and entered into the tub, as he stripped to reveal is enormous erect cock. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on it, so, as he got into the tub, I reached for it. He had other ideas, he took my hands off it and told me “Its all about you tonight.”
He sat in the tub and asked me to sit between his legs. I could feel his erect cock hard on my back as I lay myself on his chest. He begun massaging my back and shoulders. He moved down to my breasts. The sensations traveling all over my body were becoming unbearable and I couldn’t help it. I was getting wetter and my pussy was twitching with longing. His cock on the other hand was tapping against my back at intervals.
 “How much longer?” I asked. “No, rush darling, we have the whole night to ourselves, no rush.” He said.
He slipped one hand to somewhat pacify my aching pussy while the other played with my boob. He rolled my clit between two of his fingers and I arched back offering him my lips to kiss. He parted my lips and inserted his middle finger into it. My pussy enveloped his had and the spasms increased. Thrusting it in and out… I moaned as I continued kissing him feverishly. He slipped his hand out and held me by the waist, lifted me on to his fully erect and throbbing cock.
“Welcome home baby!” I said. The night had only just begun
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