Unexpected Motivation

Life seems so devoid without the ones you love in it. Sitting in my kitchen, drinking coffee and reading the paper, should have made me relaxed and happy but it didn't. My parents bought me this little house off campus because they thought Id be safer away from the frat parties and late night drinking. The second I graduated high school I moved out here six states away from home because I thought I would be happy living away from my parents house. I am a fully capable eighteen year old girl and I didn't need them breathing down my neck about how to run my life. Sure they are both successful doctors but that doesn't mean I need to be too. I could be out being reckless but I'm not. I am sitting in my kitchen at 10 p.m. drinking coffee to keep me awake enough to study yet reading the paper to procrastinate. Sitting here kind of makes me wish I had my parents with me. At least I would be alone all the time.

School started a month ago but I haven't really made any friends yet. I am all alone almost always even in a crowd of people. My life is so dull and repetitive, I can barely feel motivated to do anything. I go to class, study, eat, nap, coffee, study, nap, class and so on everyday. If I had someone to talk to maybe it would be different. It's not like people don't try to talk to me in class. I'm not repulsive or anything. I stand at an even 5'5 with about 140 pounds in me, although I think a good 10 pound alone is in just one of my breasts. My eyes are a hazel but I'd like to think they're a bit more green. I have light brown hair that has been called wavy and tousled. I just call it a mess. I think I have nice features. I just haven't found anyone that excited me enough to let them close enough to see the details.

Sitting here contemplating all of this isn't going to do me any good. Neither is studying seeing as I have already memorized my notes and most of the textbooks. I need to go take a bath and try to relax. Before I go, I turn out all the lights in my kitchen and then in my living room. I even turn off the porch lights in my back yard. I usually leave that light on so there is just enough light to be able to see without seeing where I am. Heading upstairs, using the railing to guide me, I feel like I need something but I just can't see what it is. I try to leave that thought in the hallway but it follows me into the bathroom.

After an hour of soaking in the lavender scented bubbles I decide to get out. The candles I placed around the tub were a nice touch and the dancing flames took my mind off of things. Instead of drying off right away I stood in front of the mirror. The mirror fogged up from the steam. I drew a heart in it but it seemed empty. I put lotion on my legs. I shave every where and keep it smooth and soft but for no one. I had sex only twice in high school and it wasn't to good either time. I still like to feel sexy. I guess that's why I put on my white silk robe and I went downstairs for some tea before bed.

One step out of the bathroom and I felt something was wrong. I went to my room slowly and got my baseball bat. I didn't want be unprepared. I slowly went down the stairs one step at a time. Halfway I could see a light was on in the hallway to my living room. I kept my desk in my living room which had all my files and account information on it. This can't be happening. I took a couple more steps until I was on the last step where I finally saw him.

In the corner of my living room was a boy or a man I couldn't tell, he was turned around. In the dim lights I stared at this figure in a dark grey shirt hunched over my desk. My desk with all my personal information and important documents. I didn't know what to do. I had to do something though so I said the first thing that came to mind, "If you leave now, I won't call the police."

He turned and faced me. At first he looked surprised but then quickly turned to fear. He knew what would happen if I called the police. He looked young , probably somewhere around 23. He most likely came from the campus. I could see his eyes even in the dim light. They were piercing blue but I wasn't sure if that was just the fear. He look a step forward and I gripped my bat in response. Then his eyes turned slightly angry yet slightly what looked like amused.

"You don't need to call the cops."

"I know, I told you that you can leave now."

"Why?"

"Why what? Just leave!"

I didn't believe my own words as I said them. I should have wanted him to go but something about the way he looked at me made me want him to stay. It made me want to do more than just have him stay.

"Why are you letting me go? No one has ever just let a burglar go?"

"Oh so you were stealing from me? Was that a confession I just heard? I'm letting you go why are you questioning it, why don't you just leave?"

I took two steps closer to him with my bat to show him I was serious but then I could see his face. He was smirking. He broke into my house and he has the nerve to think that my offer is amusing.

"Look I...." He stepped to close to me and I instinctively swung at him. He ducked the bat and I kept on swinging. He kept dodging the bat until he just tackled me to the floor. My bat fell out of my hand and he was pinning me down on the floor.

"Let me go right now. The deal is off I am sending the police after you!"

He laughed and although I was furious I couldn't help but notice his dimples. He looked amused and he had kind eyes now that I was closer to them. His face had strong features but he still had a bit of a baby face.

He was black but not incredibly dark. More like milk chocolate. I hade never been with a black guy before.His hood had fallen off when he tackled me and I could see he had short brown hair that was curly at the end around his ears.

"You attacked me with a bat, there is no way I'm letting you go...At least not for free."

I saw his eyes gaze at my chest where my robe had slightly come open and then back up to my eyes.

"What do you want from me?"

"A kiss."

"Are you mental? Fine, one single kiss and then you leave."

I don't know what was wrong with me but I couldn't help but be a little glad about his demand.

He smiled softly. He was sitting on top of me keeping me down on the floor with my hands pinned down. He slowly bent down to kiss me. He hesitated but I lifted my head a little in anticipation. I automatically realized what I had done and I closed my eyes in embarrassment. It was that moment I felt his lips touch mine. I tried to get closer but when I moved up I rubbed against him and my robe fell more open. He stopped kissing me and he looked down at my mostly exposed chest. He stared for a couple of seconds before looking at me. He saw my embarrassment and he turned his gaze to the floor. He started to release his grip on my hands but I said without thinking, "Wait, don't"

He looked at me confused. After he studied my face for a second he realized what I meant. He got low and he put his face really close to mine. He smiled and he said "I won't"

He leaned in and kissed me again. This time it was harder. I kissed him back and he took it as a good sign. He let go of one of my arms, I still didn't move it, and he put his hand on my face. He stopped kissing me and we both watched as he moved his hand down to the opening of my robe. I couldn't help but think this was what I was missing. He looked at me for approval before leaning down to kiss me again.

I felt him run his hand along the opening of my robe before he rested his hand on my left breast. Without thinking I grabbed his hand with my free arm and squeezed it hard. I wanted him to squeeze me harder. He moved his lips from mine and onto my breast. He opened the top of my robe and rubbed and squeezed my right breast while he licked and sucked on the left. I could feel the air from my lungs escape and I felt like I had lost control but I liked it. He moved his hands down to completely undo my robe but I stopped him.

I unzipped his jeans and he automatically got the idea. I could feel that he was erect through his pants. He got off of me and he stood up. I got on my knees and I slide my hand through the hole of his boxers. I pulled out his penis and I just had to have it. I just flicked my tongue on the tip and I looked up at him. He was looking down on me, anxious and waiting. I smiled and I and put my mouth on his cock. I had never given head before but I figured it was just like licking a lollipop or and icicle. I pushed my lips forward and I took as much of his dick as I could. I licked and sucked using his moans as a guide. I trialed my tongue up and down his cock which was easily 10 inches long. I wrapped my mouth around him and moved my tongue around his cock. He stopped me and he stood me up.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"No, You were perfect." He kissed my lips before lifting me up and putting me on my desk. He sat down at the chair and moved me legs onto his shoulders. He kissed my inner thighs and my then he moved closer and closer until I felt the most amazing thing. He flicked his tongue against my clit and he licked my wet pussy until I thought I would pass out from pleasure. He stuck one finger, then two, and then three. He worked hard and I was struggling to stay in control. He buried his face in my pussy. I didn't know someone could make me feel this way. I leaned back on my elbows and I got lost in the ecstasy.

I felt him stop and get up. He pushed me toward him and he kissed my neck. I took his shirt off and I found a hard muscular body under it. I hugged him to me feeling his muscles against me. He kissed me and he lifted me up. My robe fell to the floor as he carried me to my couch and he set me down.

"What's your name?" I asked as he sat down beside me.

"That's not important."

I sat up a little. "I need to know." He got close to me and he kissed my neck.

"Why?"

"I want to see you again. I need to know who you are."

"Don't worry I'll be back but for right now, where were we?"

I smiled and said " You were just about to take your pants off."

He smirked and he unbuttoned his jeans and took them off along with his boxers. I pulled him on top of me. We rolled around on the couch, exploring each other. I ended up on top.

"I've never done this before."

"Sex?"

"No, I've never been on top."

He smiled his beautiful smile and he guided my hips on top of him. He plunged his cock into me and he kept his hands on my hips as I grinded into him. His cock was so hard and I wanted him so bad. We were locked together and our rocking was in sync. His cock felt amazing and my clit rubbed on his bone every single thrust. He pushed my hips up and down on his cock and I felt what was coming. I could feel the walls of my pussy throb as I started shaking in udder pleasure. He pulled me closer to him never stopping his thrusting. I was shaking until I exploded with my juices running down his cock and over his balls. He came at the sight of my orgasm. I collapsed on top of him and he held me in his arms.

"That was..."

"Amazing , I know."

We smiled at each other and lay their with his limp cock still inside me. I could feel him start to get up.

"You don't have to go, do you?"

He looked at me, searching my eyes. " I'll tell you what, I can stay for a shower with you but then I have to leave. Don't worry though I will be back."

"When?"

"Soon, I can't stay away from you to long." He said with a smile. He stood up and put his hand out for mine. I took his hand and he led me to the stairs. I went first and he trailed closely behind. I turned to him at the door to the bathroom, still warm from my bath. He smiled and kissed me hard pushing me into the bathroom. I knew this was exactly what I needed and I would remember him for as long as I live.

"Ben"

"What?"

"My name, it's Ben."

I smiled. "Benji." He laughed and I could see his gorgeous smile again.