The night ....(love story)

Like most nights, she sat up in bed minding her own business. Tonight was some silly TV show and a puzzle game on the internet to occupy her time while he spent his wracking his brain on an attempt to find the perfect sound effect on a sample CD that didn't quite do the justice of the "perfect" sound he was looking for. It was a quiet night which felt perfectly fine. For her, it was nice enough to even be in his house, in his presence even if he was in another room paying attention to his work. She slipped into a point of simply zoning out rather than truly paying attention to any of the distractions surrounding her. Suddenly the bed shifted from her own weight to another at the edge of the bed. Rather than looking up, she kept her eyes on the computer game that wasn't actually holding her attention at all thanks to the staring fit that was going on longer than she really hoped. The weight began to move from the edge of the bed to her feet all the way up toward her legs. Finally she was able to break the small trance and watch him make his way up to her.

He got as far as the computer, hanging his head over the top and looking at the screen to see what she was doing. He smirked as he noticed there was nothing but a score board being displayed and made his way even further trying to mind the small laptop but get as close to her as he could. She took the computer and laid it on the ground close to the bed so she didn't actually have to get up and could let him take control.

Typically he hated others touching his face, but with her it was different. He wanted to feel her whole body, melt her figure into his and bask in the warm,
sweet form he could hold on to as long as he wanted; getting as close as he wanted. He hovered his whole body over hers as he stared into her eyes.

It felt like an eternity. He laid his forehead against hers, slightly touching her nose with his own. Rather than kissing her,
he still wanted to feel more of her in silence. He moved his head down her face, pressing his face against her cheek and closing his eyes to feel
her as much as possible. He settled the rest of his body against hers, positioning himself on her lap, with his arms crossing hers and hands on the
pillow behind her near the small of her back so he could efficiently grab her if he so desired. The face wasn't enough at this point;
he began to desire more. He shifted is weight closer to her, his chest against hers so he could feel her heart beat,
his shoulders draping over her own to feel his weight against her body so he could soak in everything that was within her energy and emotions.
It felt good to feel the power of such a small individual he couldn't help but want to hand over with his physical body.
He began to experiment with her lips, kissing them softly, licking, and sucking on the bottom portion. Her energy kept him wanting more and more
-- he began to kiss harder and deeper, eventually reaching with his tongue in her mouth to feel a particular "merge" with her --
to get in her as much as he could... His soul screamed to be one with her at this point.

His pressure and being with her was the one thing she desired the most in life. She felt more than words for him as soon as she saw his gaze in her
eyes that seemed to demand "LOOK AT ME." She felt the need to obey that command, although the instant lock in her eyes was all she needed
to be hooked into him. She allowed him to explore her face although she wanted more from the very start. She could have rammed her face against
his, but his gentle investigations were so precious to her she didn't want to ruin it in violence. She felt his body close in on her the more he
desired her and eventually gave in to his kiss, feeling weak from the beautiful emotion which arose from it. The harder he kissed her the harder
she wanted to kiss back. As soon as she felt her bottom lip enter his mouth she wanted to do the same to him only more.
She began to wrap her arms around him and grab on to his back -- at that point she felt him only bring himself closer,
putting more of his weight onto her.

The deeper they kissed she began to feel his hardness against her. She flinched for a second at the realization but he only pressed himself closer to her.
Suddenly he stopped to look at her in an attempt to hold her focus on him. Rather than looking at his face though, she began to look down.
She and he both knew kissing wasn't enough, even if they didn't want to lose each other's closeness even for a second. Rather than holding on to him,

she allowed her hands to slide down towards his pants and unbotton each beautifully embossed silver button with the Moi-meme-Moitie logo on them.
Each button felt like a measure to attempt a new closeness that could only be discovered at the very end.
She finally unzipped the zipper to find his member completely erect against her.
That point made him want more. He began to undress her just as she had so fascinatingly done him. Eventually they found themselves completely
revealed to one another, visually exploring each other's bodies.

She felt slightly shy of his penis. She had never actually witnessed one in real life and wasn't sure what to expect.
She began to worry slightly inside her mind. What if he knew? Would he stop everything if her insecurity began to show through?
She tried to hide herself the best she could, but curiosity began to take in. She shifted herself away from him slightly and looked at it.
He didn't want to take his eyes off her body himself but he began to feel her insecurities.

Instead of turning away from her, he allowed her to investigate. She looked at the skin that had slid down from the head and the color and shape of it.
She felt a little insecure and unsure of it but wanted to know what it was like. Slowly she touched it, feeling the delicate skin and eventually
wrapped her whole hand around it.

The tickle of her hand analyzing his member only left him feeling even more aroused. He found her curiosity and shyness to be charming and cute.
A part of him didn't want to break that but the other side of him desired to take over her, if she would allow it. He wanted to be gentle though;
to let her take things as far as she wanted and to let him know when it was okay to unleash his full passion on her.

A small pant escaped him as she began to run her full hand up and down his length. At this point, they had switched positions so she could be on top
of him, free to explore and take him into another world. It was firm but the soft foreskin helped her to easily glide her hand across his cock.
He laid his head back in complete pleasure as she found herself running her hand harder and faster on it. Eventually she had enough with just touch.
She bend forward brushing her lips against the edge of the head. She licked the side of it, eventually taking her tongue to the moist slit at the top.
Eventually she allowed the entire head in her mouth and gently sucked on just that. She held one of her hands at the base of the penis then glided
her mouth past the head and onto the shaft, lengthening the amount she took in every time she went back down on it.
Finally she slowly took in the whole thing to her mouth, allowing it into her throat and wrapping her tongue around what she possibly could.
He grabbed onto her hair and let another moan escape his mouth in delight as she became faster and more passionate.

He couldn't take it anymore, he needed to go further. He felt so much love and passion for her he wanted to burst.
He grabbed her and put her on her back as he lengthened himself against her. He pressed his face against her as hard as he could, massaging her breasts
harshly and kissing her as deep as he possibly could. He pressed his cock against the lips surrounding her vagina, feeling her wetness and sliding it
across. Finally he gently stuck it in, allowing her just enough to feel his width. She loved the feeling of him inside her and wanted him to go further.
She found herself pressing harder against him as he allowed himself to slide in further. They both panted the further he brought himself in until
she felt a slight pinch of pain that forced her to gasp in surprise.

At that moment he held her closer than ever. Burying himself in her feeling the most emotion he had yet. He wanted to cling to her for an eternity and
feel their hearts and souls uniting as one but he found his body going at it faster and harder now. She clung back to him allowing him to completely take
over her -- feeling him completely inside of her now. She wrapped her legs around him and submitted to his fullest passion and that warmth inside of her.
At the same time she kissed him as hard as she could, trying not to cry in her happiness and complete emotion. Yes, she certainly did love him more
than anyone in the world; words couldn't bring her everything she felt inside but she knew all she could ever want in life was him. He was the entire
world to her; such a beautiful and beyond amazing being, the only one who could ever provide for her her every desire -- everything she could /EVER/
want. It was all him. Every single thing. He was the only one for her, she could never live away or without him again without feeling completely
loss. She had just given him everything she held and valued for so long and he took it with so much passion and love.

After he came inside of her and they were finished, they held each other as long as possible and without a word expressed their ultimate love for one
another in a sense that was beyond words but certain communication from the core of their souls. He caressed her and kissed her as long as he possibly
could in his exhaustion before they both surrendered to sleep in each others arms holding and clinging to each other as hard and as long as they possibly
could -- completely intertwined and together in a world only they could call their own.