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She reached between his legs and felt him. Felt it. His big, swollen manhood - throbbing with blood and power, it's veiny texture coarse and unusual to the touch. But also pleasantly satisfying to hold. She wondered how it would fit or whether her pussy would ever be the same if she dared to allow him in.
"Oh - please Jared! Fuck... me! Fuck me! Take my virginity! Fuck my pussy! I... don't know why I haven't said it yet - I should have asked for this sooner. Fuck me now! Take me... and fuck me! Please Jared!"
He stared at her, his expression unchanged as he slowly shifted forward and she felt the thick, hard tip push against her opening.
Gasping, she felt his bulky masthead push past that initial breach - which had stood intact for far too long - and slide into her deeply. It felt as though he had pushed the air out of her lungs, her gasp was formless until she cried out.
Slowly he began to rock back and forth. And before she could encourage him more, he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers.
For a moment, all she could see is the ceiling... but when she closed her eyes again, she pulled herself deeper into the feeling. Into his feeling - the deep, raw feeling of his cock pushing into her. When she opened her eyes, she could see his face again. His rugged, beautiful face - frowning as he endured her tightness. She'd never been fucked before, and his scowl registered her virginal grip.
"Oh... it's sooo good," she moaned, feeling his girth stretching her walls as his big, bold shaft slid back and forth, deflowering her.
She could feel herself getting wetter with each stroke that now confidently sawed through her, his hips crashing into hers, opening her deeper to the infinite pleasure that she so desperately needed. A whole new world waited for her.
"Why didn't you come to me sooner, Liv?" he asked, his hot breath on her skin. His words sounded distant even as he whispered it in her ear. "I wanted you... I wanted you so badly..."
"I wanted you too, Jared! God, I want you! I want to feel you inside me! Fucking me!" she cried as she spread her legs around him, wanting him even more, her arms reaching forth to grab at his flexing back.
"Why... didn't you come to me... sooner," Jared's words reverberated as his panting grew, becoming a constant that harmonised with his thrusts. She'd heard him like that before - when he had been working out in his back yard. When he'd get so hot and sweaty, the same sweat that she felt on her hands as she caressed his back and ass, driving his hips crashing against her thighs - the same sweaty, muscular state she'd seen him in all summer long, when she would secretly stare at him. Secretly hoping that he would pant like that while he was inside her.
"I'm here now... please... fuck me Jared... just... fuck... I'm coming now!" she moaned, aching to prolong the feeling of his muscular, black appendage filling her insides.
She didn't want it to stop, not until he got what he came for - and she wrapped her legs around his back, opening herself to pull him in, relishing the slickness between her thighs, the place where their bodies connected.
"Why... Olivia... why?" his voice now a distant echo, in between the sound of her own panting. She felt the emotion - willing herself to prolong the moment, her limbs holding him in place.
"Jared... I... love... this... this feeling! Please - come inside me!"
She whispered that last proclamation, and the feeling it released was like a scream. A reverberation from within the deep, swirling arousal from the pit of her loins. She gasped - overcome by a powerful orgasm. Her body shook in response - her mind and soul lost in beautiful rapture.
"Yes... fuck me, Jared! Fuck meee - please!" she moaned, her body writhing and squirming with raw, sinful pleasure. "Don't stop! Please!" she cried out, fighting against the waning of the feeling that she didn't want to lose. Because deep down, she knew that once the feeling was gone, the hunger would remain. That was how it had always been. Not until she felt the real thing, it would always remain.
Not until she felt what it was like to have him inside her for real.
She opened her eyes - she was on the couch, naked and writhing but he was no longer there. "Jared?" she called out. Then the light grew dimmer. And she opened her eyes again, only this time it for real.
She was in her bed.
She had dreamt it all. None of it was real. She was still a virgin. She hadn't so much as kissed Jared... let alone felt him do all those things to her.
Her panties were drenched. She had come during her sleep again. Maybe she had played with herself in her lucid dream-state. It had all been in her head... even if her hunger had been so powerful that it had left an imprint on her physically. She could feel heat coursing through her. The air felt charged. Was she sure she had dreamt it all? Strangely, she could almost detect Jared's musky, masculine scent. But it was just a sense-memory borne out of lust and unfulfilled desire.
"Fuck," she punched the mattress, frustrated and horny. All summer long, they could have had this.
But her stupid pride and her prudish, timid nature had got in her own way. She couldn't allow that any longer.
She had to see him - right away. To tell him how she felt and that she needed him. To tell him she needed him to fuck her.
***
She rang the doorbell. It was the third time and still no answer. The air felt bitingly cold and snow had finally started to settle on the ground.
It occurred to her that she'd never been on his porch. That this was the closest she'd ever got to his house, despite how much he now occupied her mind. When there was no answer for the fourth time... she walked to the window and looked inside. Her heart dropped when she saw the interior. It was empty. No one lived there anymore. Jared was gone.
"No," she cried, turning round to scan the area as if he'd just be standing behind her. She hadn't paid attention to it when she had walked over but his front yard had an Estate Agency sign on it. Newly installed, by the look of it.
She recalled one of their conversations some time ago. He had told her he was here for a short time deal. She hadn't expected him to leave so soon.
But he was gone - and so was her hope.
Resigned to her fate, she walked back to her house, her head low and feeling just a little too lonely. It had been a cruel destiny - to desire and lust for something so near, only for it to be taken away. Or for her own fear to get in the way of what she wanted.
A painful lesson to learn. But maybe now she could focus on other things - fixing the house, working on her career. Moving on...
She was still a virgin as she walked home.
"No... fuck this," she cursed. She picked up her phone and ran outside to the sign and back again.
An hour later, she was dialling a number she had been given after speaking with the Agency. Three times no answer. Then the fourth time someone answered.
"Hello," Jared's voice called from the other side of the line. Her heart swelled.
They'd never exchanged numbers before, being neighbors and such.
"Hello?" he repeated after a moment of hesitation on her side.
"Hi. Jared it's me - Liv. I was sorry to see you gone... without saying goodbye. I was hoping we'd go out for that drink."
- COMMENTS
Anonymous3 months agoVery hot and intense! My favorite part was: ""Oh - please Jared! Fuck... me! Fuck me! Take my virginity! Fuck my pussy! I... don't know why I haven't said it yet - I should have asked for this sooner. Fuck me now! Take me... and fuck me! Please Jared!"
He stared at her, his expression unchanged as he slowly shifted forward and she felt the thick, hard tip push against her opening.
Gasping, she felt his bulky masthead push past that initial breach - which had stood intact for far too long - and slide into her deeply. It felt as though he had pushed the air out of her lungs, her gasp was formless until she cried out.
Slowly he began to rock back and forth. And before she could encourage him more, he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers.
For a moment, all she could see is the ceiling... but when she closed her eyes again, she pulled herself deeper into the feeling. Into his feeling - the deep, raw feeling of his cock pushing into her. When she opened her eyes, she could see his face again. His rugged, beautiful face - frowning as he endured her tightness. She'd never been fucked before, and his scowl registered her virginal grip.
"Oh... it's sooo good," she moaned, feeling his girth stretching her walls as his big, bold shaft slid back and forth, deflowering her.
She could feel herself getting wetter with each stroke that now confidently sawed through her, his hips crashing into hers, opening her deeper to the infinite pleasure that she so desperately needed. A whole new world waited for her.
"Why didn't you come to me sooner, Liv?" he asked, his hot breath on her skin. His words sounded distant even as he whispered it in her ear. "I wanted you... I wanted you so badly...""
The fact it was all a dream went a long way of conveying Olive's frustration, but also the strength of her desire. Somehow, it makes the story even hotter: the fantasies, longing, anticipation... Also, great job fireshadowing that their lovemaking was just a dream. With Olivia thinking it feels too good to be true, and her first thinking "her fingers", then "his fingers". And by mentioning her having lucid dreams earlier.
Keep up the great work. Thank you so much for writing this. I will definitely read your other stories!
Anonymous3 months agoChapter 2
You're moving the story along nicely. I liked how you included the changing of seasons. This part was pretty hot: "At night, Olivia tossed and turned while feverish images of herself and Jared played out in her mind, blurring in and out of her constant sleep-wake cycle, while sultry videos played out on her laptop screen.
Usually, she felt her most fiery, passionate horny after she had spoken to him. Like when he had just finished jogging. She had walked down to pick up a package that had been left at front of her driveway, near the road. He offered to help carry the package in, but she politely declined, showing off some strength of her own as she picked up the box."
The power of lust. LOL at Jared seeing her black dildo. I also really liked the backstory with Olivia's planned Caribbean vacation, and her fantasizing about making love to a black man on the beach. It was very sensual and intense! This part was beautiful: "Would she be ready for it? She’d waited long enough. Her dark companion wouldn’t care about her inexperience… he’d guide her down the path, easing her through her fear. On the white sands, the rolling waves behind them, he’d take her. She’d cry out in anguish as she’d feel him between her legs, releasing her from her burden - and then let the sweet pleasure wash over her body.
Olivia pressed her chest against the window, feeling the cool against her hot sticky, skin. Her other hand had slipped down the front of her bottoms."
And Olivia's first encounter with Jared was steamy! This made me so hard: "She felt the bulging muscle in his underwear as his crotch rubbed her inner thigh, his slacks having slipped off below his hips. Underneath her shorts, she still wore panties, but she knew that these clothes would not stand as a barrier to the forces of lust that compelled them.
"I'm... sooo... wet," she whispered, writhing with newly evolved wantonness. She was indeed - her fingers slid easily into her slit. No... not her fingers. His. Her shorts had slipped off easily and her undergarment had been pushed to the side to allow his roaming hand to fondle her private parts. He hadn't stated his intentions - his mouth was too busy suckling and teething on her nipple - but it was doubtful she'd have refused him.
"May I?" She heard him speak again. He had slid down to his knees, having stripped off her panties along the way, having lavished her belly with kisses as he descended to her womanhood. He looked up at her with searching eyes - willing her to give him the word.
"Yes," she uttered the affirmation and then gasped as the sweet, golden sensation of his tongue flicking across the beaming folds of her slit, up towards her clit. The firm, writhing appendage - slick with spit and devious in its tact, flaked across her nub, making it hum with pleasure. His face pressed between her thighs - his mouth lowered, his tongue finding her opening - first kissing her womanly lips before his tongue thrust into her virginal opening.
"Ohh - myyyy - fuuuuck," she sighed as she felt him eat her out. He was eating her pussy. Flashes of images centred in her vision - his broad back slick with sweat after a heavy workout now between her legs, his muscles tensing and pulling as his head pressed against her opening. Feeling his lips suckle on her flower, his tongue pressed and pressed till she could see spots of golden shimmer in her vision."
All that passion finally erupting! Keep up the great work. Looking forward to reading the finale.
Anonymous3 months agoGreat first chapter! Fun, intense and sensual. You captured Olivia's desire and fascination so well. I liked how she finds the idea of her neighbor knowing she watches him titillating. Kendra is a fun character. She plays off Olivia well. LOL at her text message: "Thanks for having us around Sis. Love you lots!! BTW... you should totally hook up with the guy next door. He's totally into you - I can tell. DTF. Get soooome! It's about damn time you lose that V-card!"
Olivia flirting with Jared was both cute and awkward. Great job of describing him: " He wasn't much as muscular as he was jacked - swole even, with bulging pecs and biceps. He bore a scar on his right forearm, just below the elbow - a deep cut that had healed over time. It was perhaps his only imperfection, though annoyingly it somehow added to his rugged beauty." I liked how she needed a drink immediately afterward. Olivia masturbating to porn, slowly growing more and more aroused while searching for thr right one, and then imagining it was her in place of the woman in the video; that was so hot! This part really turned me on: "Olivia was naked, her legs spread apart... her hands between her legs as they rubbed and plucked at her loins... desperate for that golden release... eager to match that euphoria that the bimbo was experiencing. The one that looked like her. How quickly she'd trade places with her - the way she felt, at a word she'd be in her place, on her hands and knees, rocked from behind by the muscular stud. Rocked into endless pleasure.
Their forms danced and merged- again and again.
She rubbed and plucked, her liquids dripping and sweltering between her legs.
She moaned. The sight of herself merged with the sight of the black lover...
And she soon fell asleep - the restless slumber of someone in an anxious state. Full of lucid dreams and half-luminal desires."
And LOL at: "It felt weird-masturbating alone in her dad's old bed." And at Olivia punching "empty spot in her bed" earlier.
Keep up the great work. You are very talented and creative. Looking forward to reading more!
Anonymous3 months agoGreat first chapter! Fun, intense and sensual. You captured Olivia's desire and fascination so well. I liked how she finds the idea of her neighbor knowing she watches him titillating. Kendra is a fun character. She plays off Olivia well. LOL at her text message: "Thanks for having us around Sis. Love you lots!! BTW... you should totally hook up with the guy next door. He's totally into you - I can tell. DTF. Get soooome! It's about damn time you lose that V-card!"
Olivia flirting with Jared was both cute and awkward. Great job of describing him: " He wasn't much as muscular as he was jacked - swole even, with bulging pecs and biceps. He bore a scar on his right forearm, just below the elbow - a deep cut that had healed over time. It was perhaps his only imperfection, though annoyingly it somehow added to his rugged beauty." I liked how she needed a drink immediately afterward. Olivia masturbating to porn, slowly growing more and more aroused while searching for thr right one, and then imagining it was her in place of the woman in the video; that was so hot! This part really turned me on: "Olivia was naked, her legs spread apart... her hands between her legs as they rubbed and plucked at her loins... desperate for that golden release... eager to match that euphoria that the bimbo was experiencing. The one that looked like her. How quickly she'd trade places with her - the way she felt, at a word she'd be in her place, on her hands and knees, rocked from behind by the muscular stud. Rocked into endless pleasure.
Their forms danced and merged- again and again.
She rubbed and plucked, her liquids dripping and sweltering between her legs.
She moaned. The sight of herself merged with the sight of the black lover...
And she soon fell asleep - the restless slumber of someone in an anxious state. Full of lucid dreams and half-luminal desires."
And LOL at: "It felt weird-masturbating alone in her dad's old bed." And at Olivia punching "empty spot in her bed" earlier.
Keep up the great work. You are very talented and creative. Looking forward to reading more!
