"Good night,” Hope said as she headed down the hall to her and Darren's room. The wine definitely had me buzzed and made me quite tired. I shuffled off to the room that Darren and Hope had given me to stay in.
"Good night," came Elijah's gruff voice. It almost startled me.
I began thinking of him as I undressed. I kept remembering what he felt like inside of me, the way that he made me cum. Thinking about it made my clit throb and I reached downward to touch it. It jumped and my pussy tightened and became slippery. Knowing that he was just a few yards away I wanted him even more… I wanted him deep inside of me.
I was so turned on. I quickly lay on the bed and opened my legs. I rubbed my pussy with the palm of my hand, back and forth, circling my clit with my fingers, imagining that it was Elijah's tongue lapping against it. I inserted one finger, then another, then two more, filling my pussy, stretching against my thrusts inside of me. My mind flashed back to Elijah in the cave, the way that he had forcefully tied me up and fucked me so roughly, spanking me while pulling my hair, then biting me. He was so forceful. His broad, muscular body so manly and sexy. My pussy was now soaking wet. The stickiness started to drip down my hand as my juicy wetness coated my fingers.
I knew that I shouldn't have been playing with myself in someone else's house. I had a fleeting thought about whether or not I had locked the door. I thought that I did, but either way, I didn't think that anyone would walk in. Anyway, I was too consumed with thoughts of Elijah that I couldn't help but pleasure myself.
And though it felt really great fingering myself while thinking about him, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness. I was truly enjoying myself out here away from my past. I hadn't thought much about the life that I had left behind… my drunk father and the sad apartment. I had been so engulfed with taking in the mountain scenery and fresh air… and meeting Elijah was just been a happy bonus. But soon these experiences will be happy memories, snapshots of moments of joy that are gone. I didn't want this to be over. I wanted to freeze time so that we could stay out here forever in a perpetual state of bliss.
My pleasure was building as I slipped my fingers in and out of my soaked pussy. I moved my hips faster and faster as I pushed against my fingers, my other hand rubbing my clit back and forth. I opened my legs wide and closed my eyes and felt like I was about to cum. My pussy tightened and shuddered as a powerful orgasm rushed up. My breath caught in a hot bubble as my nightgown encircled my head, letting my body be free to enjoy the fullness of the orgasm.
Just as I was beginning to cum, the door creak..
It was Elijah. He stood there in the doorway staring in at me. The light of the hallway against his back made it hard for me to see his face.
I jumped up in the bed like a cat who had water poured on it. Elijah quietly closed the door and ran across the room to the bed where I lay. He was so fast. It was almost like he flew inside of the room. He pressed his finger to my lips telling me to be quiet.
"Stay like that," he said softly. He walked across the room and pulled up a chair that had been sitting against the wall beside the bed.
"What are you doing?" I asked, confused.
Elijah sat in the chair and propped one leg upon on the other one.
"I want to watch you play with yourself." He whispered with a deep voice.
I was hesitant at first. I never had anyone watch me like that before. In fact, I had never really been naked in front of anyone like that... so exposed. But being so near to Elijah and feeling his electricity turned me on too much to say no. I laid back and continued rubbing my pussy, watching him as he watched me. He had a look of pure, unadulterated lust on his face while he began grabbing at his dick, trying to control the erection that was building in his pants.
"We're going to get in trouble," I said, shaking my head. Here I was in the house of the lady who invited my employer over as guests and I was here having a sexcapade with an ex-SEAL buddy of theirs. I wondered if my mother's crazy spirit was infecting me somehow.
"I like to live dangerously," said Elijah smiling as he leaned forward in his chair, reaching his hand over so that he could rub my legs. He unzipped his pants and began stroking his dick while he rubbed up and down my body.
"Keep playing with yourself," he said in a throaty growl.
I grinded against my two fingers, circling my fingers around my clit. My pussy was wet with frothy white cum. It was still tender from the orgasm that I just had. I stared Elijah in his eyes as I rubbed all around my pussy, watching his excitability as I played with myself.
"You know, you scared me at first," I admitted through breaths and strokes. "But I loved that it was you who walked in."
"I loved that it was me too," he said smiling.
"Come here." He tapped the edge of the bed. I scooted to the edge,sideways. He leaned me back and opened my legs, putting a leg on each of his shoulders. He touched my pussy with his fingertips and moaned deeply as he felt the slickness of my vagina.
"You are so wet," he said. He stuck his fingers to his mouth and sucked, cleaning them of my juices.
I need more," he said in way like he ached for me.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him. Cupping my ass in his hands, he leaned down and buried his face into my pussy. He rubbed his soft beard back and forth against my pussy, teasing and tickling me as I became more excited. He kissed the quivering lips one at a time. He opened his mouth and I could feel the heat of his breath warming my already hot pussy even more.
"Yessssssssss," I hissed, leaning my head back as I savored the feel of his mouth on me. He parted my pussy lips and ran his tongue up and down my clit. He moved his tongue so slowly around and around, flicking it back and forth. It was exhilarating! He sped up, sucking my clit with his soft and full lips, slurping up all of my wet cum that was dripping down my legs. I was so turned on as I looked down watching him drink me in, lapping me up gratefully while continuing to stroke his massive erection. He inserted his fingers one by one into my pussy, licking my clit at the same time. He stroked my pussy with his hands, fucking me with his fingers. He went faster and faster, vigorously pulsating his hand. I pumped hard against his mouth and hands, spilling wet cum onto his tongue and splashing on his face and fingers.
"You taste sweet like honey," he whispered, pausing just for a moment before diving right back in like a champion. It felt electrifying. I came so hard. My pussy was tender as he kept slurping my juices up while I backed away, trying to free myself from the intense lock his arms had on my hips. He sucked my pussy nonstop, his tongue fluttering and gyrating in and out. . I felt a scream threatening to come out of my throat but I held back
"Stop! Please! Okay!" I begged, panting, trying to claw myself away from him on the comforter.
He hopped up on the bed and pinned me down.
"You're not getting away," he said, holding me. I felt a rush and goose bumps envelop my body. He pressed his hard dick against my pussy, quickly rubbing his dick head against my slick clit. I jumped, my clit still incredibly sensitive from the powerful orgasm that he had just given me. He pushed his dick in me hard and fast, making me take in a sharp breath. My pussy tightened around his dick and then relaxed. He pulled his dick out slowly and then rammed it in fast again burying deep in my canal. I wanted to scream out like I did in the cave so I grabbed a pillow to drown out the sound I desperately needed to release. He continued slowly pulling his dick out and then pushing it in again.
"Don't scream," said Elijah, removing the pillow and covering my mouth quickly as a yelp escaped. He let out a slight chuckle. But I pulled the pillow back over my face as he continued to pound me to oblivion I couldn’t help myself, it was too much for me to keep in but I didn't want to wake anyone up in the house.
But, the way the gyrating thrusts dug deep within me and reaching parts that I didn't know existed, it made me lose all control. But now it was his turn to cum. I felt Elijah’s body tense up, his mouth open then his cum fill the tip of the condom… then a warmth emitting from deep inside of me. He was much better at keeping quiet than me. But I could see by his expression he savored every moment.
He held me for a long time, his heart threatening to beat out of his chest. I lay beneath him, taking shallow breaths to counteract the weight of his muscular frame on top of me. I could barely move and, being completely honest, I didn't want to. He leaned down and kissed my forehead tenderly, pausing for a moment.
"I've got to head off to bed," with a twinge of sadness lacing his eyes.
"Okay," I said, knowing that he was right, but wishing that we could get a few more moments. What I really wanted was for his to grab be, snuggle up and have us fall asleep in each other’s arms. But then again, we were guests in the home of virtual strangers. Even though Elijah and the guys had a military background that they shared, I knew they hadn't seen each other in a very long time. Plus, I still wondered if there was some bad blood between them. There seemed to be some unspoken tension whenever they were in the room together. Then again I could be wrong.
"Are you sure that everything is alright between you and the guys?" I asked absentmindedly, almost thinking aloud.
"Uh...well...I'm not exactly sure. They seemed to respond well to what I told them at dinner," he said, his brows furrowing like he was straining to remember. I immediately felt bad and didn't want him to start worrying. I really wanted them to work through whatever their issues were and make up for old times sake.
He stood up and slowly put his clothes back on. It was like he was taking his time, like if he went slow enough he could somehow freeze time and we could have stayed there in that bedroom forever.
Unfortunately, we both knew that wasn't possible.
I closed the door but before he slipped out he gave me a quick peck on the cheek and wished me sweet dreams.
I lay in bed angry. It started off as deep sadness. I wanted to spend more time with Elijah. It turned into anger when I thought about the fact that this would soon be over and I would be back to my sad, miserable existence with my father. It made me wish that I hadn't come at all. I wouldn't have known how much I would miss spending time with Elijah if I hadn't met him.
But, I had met him. And somehow, he had gotten down deep into my soul. I drifted off to sleep, my anger dissipating into satisfied smiles as I remembered the feeling his tongue gave me as it caressed my hard clit.
I didn't know how or when but knew one thing for sure: I had to have more of him. I needed to feel every inch of him deep inside of me again before this trip was over.