Burning Passion(Erotic Short Stories)

Chapter 96: Chapter 96 Neighbourhood Threesome 2

As soon as they were out of the main room, he took her by the hand and led her upstairs.

Her whole body felt as though it was tingling with expectation. His touch was enough to get her excited.

He wasn’t taking her for a tour. Instead, he took her straight to his room.

As soon as they were inside, he began to kiss her. She had expected more of a preamble, but there was none. He went straight for it before she even really knew what was happening. Her eyes widened, but then it was happening and it felt so, so, good.

He led her over to his bed. She lay back on it and he climbed on there as well.

Then he was kissing her again, his hands on her body. She felt one of his hands on her stomach. It took her a moment to realize that it had gone beneath her top and was resting on her skin.

Things were moving fast...too fast. She wasn’t sure what to do about it or how to feel about it.

But when his hand had moved up to one of her breasts, when she had felt him take hold of it through her bra, she had panicked.

She sat up.

"What is it?" he asked.

"I’m sorry. It’s just...it’s all going a bit fast for me. Do you mind if we slow down a bit?"

"Sure," he said, and she had been so grateful that he had seemed to be so understanding.

But then, soon enough, he tried again. She had felt his body against hers, felt his leg against hers, and felt a hardness pushing against her, and she had panicked again.

This time he had been less understanding and it had felt as though the moment had passed and the mood had been ruined.

It had been a disappointment, but at the same time, it felt as though it had awakened something within her.

Later that night she had wondered what it would have been like if she had been able to hold her fear at bay and just let it happen.

She thought about him peeling her clothes off her body - how shy she would be no matter how hard she might try to fight it! He thought about him looking down at her hot little body as she lay there trembling slightly, wanting his approval, needing it. freewebnøvel.com

Then he would take his own clothes off. She wondered how good he would really look. When they had been kissing she had placed her hands on his body and it had felt good.

She wondered just how good it would look when he took all of his clothes off. She wanted to feel his body properly - touching his muscles, feeling how firm he was. She imagined him kissing her body all over, his mouth exciting her, making her feel as though she was coming alive.

She wondered what it would be like when he used his mouth on other parts of her - on the most sensitive parts of her body.

She wanted to use her own mouth on him as well.

She thought about what his cock might feel like in her hand. Then she thought about what it would feel like when he entered her, to feel his hard cock inside her.

That night, she lay in bed frustrated, and began to play with herself as she thought about it, thought about his fingers doing this to her.

She had never played with herself like this before. She had always been told that it was wrong, that it was bad.

But now that she was doing it she was amazed by just how good it felt. Somehow, the idea of doing something that was so forbidden only made it feel even better. She moaned as she touched herself, biting her lip to try and hold it all inside.

She let the tips of her fingers slide inside her. It felt good, but at the same time, she knew that it would feel even better when it was something else sliding inside her.

That night had been her sexual awakening.

She had found that there were unknown pleasures that she had only dreamed of before.

She had become more and more confident when guys spoke to her then. She had kissed guys and thought that they might be "the one," but somehow she had never quite been able to push things as far as she really wanted them to go.

That meant that she was still a virgin after two months at college, but she felt as though she was getting closer to finally making it happen. She told herself that she just had to be patient and when it was finally the right time she would be able to do it - and it would be amazing.

She was out for a walk one Saturday, enjoying the unseasonably warm weather. The sun was out and she felt good.

She had been invited to a party that night and she kept telling herself that maybe - just maybe - tonight would be the night. Even if this didn’t turn out to be the one, the special night when it finally happened for her, she was sure that she would still have a good time, anyway.

She was still enjoying exploring this new city as well. There was just so much of it to see that she loved just walking the streets and seeing where she would end up.

This was a perfect day for doing that sort of thing. She had walked across the park and headed off into a whole new area of the city that she hadn’t seen before.

She liked the area she found herself in.

It seemed to have quite an artistic vibe to it with murals on some of the walls and lots of small, interesting, boutiques. She told herself not to stop off at any of them, though - she didn’t exactly have any money to spare and they looked pretty expensive.

Then she turned a corner and saw a new mural. This one was different from the others, however - it wasn’t quite finished. In fact, the man responsible was still working on it.