CHAPTER 20
Diana
“Clam chow-dah kissers dot com,” he says, after what was easily the longest, and best, kiss of my life.
I laugh. “I didn’t even notice,” I say.
“Me either. I could only taste, feel, and smell you.”
“And me you,” I say.
Joshua grabs me by the waist and gently lays me on my back on the couch. He slides in on top of me, without putting his weight on me.
He gently kisses me again and we pick up right where we left off, except this time roving hand’s can’t be controlled.
I reach up and put my hands on his face. The stubble that’s grown during his flight is masculine and sexy. My hands continue down his rugged jawline and onto his shoulders. I grab a shoulder in each hand and can really feel just how wide and strong he is. He’s built like a tank. He could crush me if he wanted to, but he’s positioned himself so none of his weight is on me. I appreciate his thoughtfulness…for now.
I want to feel all that power, but later.
My hands continue as I reach for the bottom of his shirt, tugging at it. He leans back as he straddles me, pulling his shirt up and over his head as he watches me and I watch him…until I lose focus on those washboard abs of his.
I reach forward and run my hands along the ridges in his stomach. Next time it’s laundry day I know just the washboard I’ll be using.
He leans back in, kissing me, before his fingers slowly unbutton the buttons on my blouse…one at a time at an agonizingly slow pace.
The anticipation is driving me crazy for him, and as his body moves just over the top of mine the bulge in his pants tells me he’s just as turned on by all this foreplay as I am.
I feel his cock press against my leg as his hand cups my breast over the top of my bra.
If I would have known he was going to show up today I would have worn something different, but as things turned out the white bra and panties I have on are a bit ironic, but make a whole lot of sense.
As his right hand squeezes and kneads my breast, his left hand finishes unbuttoning my blouse. I can feel the slight breeze as each button finds its way undone.
When he reaches the last one, he opens my blouse before leaning back again to look at me.
I feel exposed.
“Your body is incredible,” he says.
“I don’t think so,” I say.
“I know so,” he says, making me feel a whole lot better and much more comfortable.
I lean up a bit onto my forearms and unhook my bra from behind.
“Slowly,” he says.
I remove my bra, but keep myself covered with one forearm. I toss the bra to the side as I watch his pupils dilate as he focuses in on the size of my breasts.
“Ever since you came over in that little white tank top that was struggling to contain your beautiful breasts, I’ve dreamed of this moment. Seeing them. Seeing you. Exposed in front of me.”
I slowly move my hand away, revealing myself to him. “Was the wait worth it?”
“I had incredibly high expectations,” he begins. “And somehow you exceeded them. You are absolutely perfect.”
He leans back in and cups my right breast with his left hand, taking my nipple in his mouth.
I run my fingers through his hair and dig my fingernails into his upper back. I can feel the pool forming in my panties, and I want him now. I want romance, but there’s no stopping nature. I need him.
My hands slide around to his chest and I squeeze his pecs, although there’s nothing to really squeeze. He’s carved out of stone, without any extra fat. I run my hands along the outsides of his chest muscles, tracing their perimeter. They’re the two rock walls that guard his heart, and he’s about to let me in.
I reach for his belt, and unfasten the buckle.
I slide his zipper down and run my hands along the length of his shaft on the outside of his boxers. He’s so, so big.
His hands come back and he slides his pants down without ever coming off me. He’s like a possessed animal coming to the watering hole to drink.
He grabs at my waist and rips my pants down to my mid thigh, before unbuttoning my buttons.
Before he even unbuttons the final button he lifts my legs high in the air, pulling off each pant leg one at a time as he looks at me, letting me know he’s going to take me right here and now.
He finishes by tossing my pants to the side before his face dives back into my middle, taking a big breath in as his nose rests against my white panties. I can feel his nose splitting my fold as he inhales again.
“You smell so sweet, and feel so wet.”
I moan at his words and the feeling on my mound. I reach for the sides of my panties and start to pull them down. I’ve barely moved them but an inch before his hands shoot up and finish the job for me.
He quickly slides out of his boxers and stares down at me, laid out bare in front of him.
My line of vision drops and I’m greeted with a rock hard cock that’s pointing due north. The head is well past his belly button and I can see the wetness forming at the top.
I reach for it with one hand, but quickly realize it’s going to take two as I stroke him up and then down.
His hands and body both come forward as he grabs my butt hard, lifting me up and off the couch.
My hands release his dick and reach for the couch cushions, but they’re long gone when he pulls me up to face him as he kisses me hard.
I wrap my arms around his torso as far as they’ll reach, and still come up short. He’s just too wide and too thick.
He slides my hair back as each of our faces continue to devour the other’s.
I come up on my shins, trying to line up my opening with his rod, but he’s not having it and it’s driving me crazy.
“I want you inside me,” I say.
“Not yet,” he says.
“I need you inside me,” I say.
“You’re making this too hard on me,” he says. “I want this to last.”
“I don’t care. Right now I just want you, even just a taste,” I say.
One hand reaches underneath me and he lifts me up and positions me right where I need to be.
His hand moves away and I relax my legs, sliding right down his pole feeling the sensation along my walls, before his tip finds my spot and my head flies back in ecstasy.
“Aaah!” I say. It’s a mix of pleasure and pain. He’s just so big, but it hurts so good.
He grabs me by the waist and lifts me up, my walls feeling the void as his cock is pulled away.
My pussy creates a vacuum, and empty tunnel as my body moves upward.
He stops just at the tip, never leaving me completely empty, before ever so slowly lowering me down his shaft, filling me again and making everything right.
My arm starts to twitch and my eyes close. I can’t believe I’m this close already.
His fingers dig deeper into my waist as he moves me up and down, increasing the speed and friction with which his cock splits me open.
Seconds later I’m a rag doll, getting thrown around left, right, and center as my mind goes blank and I see a bright light…and then the dam breaks and I explode on him.
I feel the sensation as everything leaves me and my entire body convulses.
“I’m cumming,” I say.
“I’m gonna bust,” he says, and just as the last of my river flows from me, I’m filled up again by a volcano exploding inside me.
I feel his warm load enter deep inside me and my eyes shoot open. I feel my entire body change, physically, spiritually, and completely.
It’s like I had never fully experienced life until now.
I look into his eyes and see the narrowed focus of his look, just before his eyes close completely and a second eruption fills me even fuller.
I’ve given myself to him completely, and he to me.
A good thirty seconds pass as I try and catch my breath to no avail. His eyes open slowly before he kisses me suddenly.
“Do that again?” he says.
“Do you need a minute?”
“No. That was just the first of many, and as you can feel I’m still hard for you.”
He’s right. His length and girth are still stretching me as much as before. The only difference is his seed is deep inside me, joining his cock.
I’m still wet as he begins sliding me up and down on his pole again, before flipping me over in acrobatic fashion.
I bury my head in the pillow and feel his hand come down firmly on my ass.
He quickly takes me by the hips, lifting my midsection off the couch as he slowly slides inside me. Somehow it’s even deeper than before.
I bite down on the fabric as he slaps me again, and I realize this is going to be a night I will never forget.