This is what Friday nights were made for...
This is what Friday nights were made for... (NC-17)
Written by ZB24
She stumbled into Hiroto's arms as soon as she got through the doorway. They kissed each other in a hungry, sloppy fashion as their hands roamed over each other's bodies.
"How long have you been home?" She asked, once he moved to licking her neck.
"Just... a couple of minutes." He managed to get out.
For these two, this was the meaning of Friday. As soon as they got off of work, they came straight home and set about pleasuring each other.
"Let's take a bath first..." She suggested.
---
She dragged him into the shower, pulling his body onto hers, letting the water wash away their troubles. They took the time to bathe each other from head to foot, including shampooing their hair. As desperate as they were to deeply feel each other, the bath was welcome. It relaxed them and made them able to calm down and savor things. They're weren't the kind to do a "quick fuck" anyway...
She was surprised to find herself suddenly pressed against the cold, white tiles with Hiroto kissing her feverishly. He was like a starved animal, but she didn't care. She nibbled at his neck while she stroked his engorged length slowly and laughed when he had to pull away from the kiss to let out a heated, erotic moan. She loved the feel of him under her fingers and she loved knowing that she was the one making him so incoherent.
His hands flattened against the tiles as quickened her strokes and the steam rose around them. It wasn't too long before he came for the first time that night, letting his head fall onto her shoulder momentarily. Hiroto's moans echoed through the shower and she could swear their apartment neighbors must have been able to hear them... not that they cared, but still.
He watched, panting, as she licked some of his cum off of her fingers. It was the most erotic sight... Most girls would shy away from the taste but she seemed to be savoring it.
---
They stumbled haphazardly onto the bed, his body weighty on top of her. He managed to pull away from her clutches and left himself settled in between her brazenly spread legs. She bit her reddened lips to hold back a moan of anticipation as he sucked on two of his fingers lewdly before easing them into her.
She was generally not very loud during sex and was always trying to muffle her moans deep within her throat. Sometimes though, the pleasure is just too good. She was panting, moaning, and trying not to thrash about too much as Hiroto stroked deep, wet caverns inside of her.
Her breathing had increased tenfold in the relentless pressure in her lower half was become too much. She reached out and pulled his body against her. Her head was pressing into the mattress and if you didn't know any better you'd think she was in a pain; eyes tightly closed, labored breathing, her insides tightening around his fingers, mouth open in silent moans.
"Come for me..." He spoke into her ear.
She shuddered feverishly beneath him, all four limbs holding onto him tightly, forehead buried into his neck. This, my friend, is the quintessential picture of vulnerability.
She sighed contentedly and hadn't even fully caught her breath before she pushed on his shoulders, forcing him to roll over. She was straddling his legs and looked down with classic half-lidded eyes to view his cock which had re-harded and was laying against his smooth, flawless torso.
She traced its outline delicately with one finger, taunting him.
She sighed. "It's so beautiful."
He just saw the look on her face and smirked.
"Stay here." She ordered.
He silently watched as she crept over to the nightstand with quavering legs and brought forth the lube before setting over him again. She squeezed some of the slippery liquid into her hands and used it as an excuse to get her hands on his cock once more. She couldn't help but let out a whimper and she imagined the feeling of his length inside of her.
She tossed the bottle to the side and leaned down to kiss him.
Hiroto placed his hands upon her hips and guided himself into her. They both moaned at the sensation. His of taught warmth and hers of stretched pleasure. Both could feel the other throbbing against them. It was truly the most perfect feeling a person could have.
As things progressed, their bodies began to move in unison. It was carnal perfection. His body moving up to meet hers. They were too engulfed in their pleasure to realize the beauty in their actions, though.
"I love you, I love you..." She practically chanted as she moved rhythmically above him. They stole glimpses of each other from eyes that were unable to stay open for more than a few seconds.
She leaned forward, practically wilting on top of his body as he continued to thrust up into her...
"I.. I can't..." She stuttered out. This ecstasy was making her forget how to speak right.
"Just let it go..." He commanded.
"I... Hiro... Oh God... I..."
But it was too much. As much as she didn't want this feeling to end, it just had too. It felt so good she wanted to cry and her moans came out sounding like sobs.
The tightening of her muscles was enough to make Hiroto reach his peak too, his release filling her.
Their moans rivaled each other in volume, a blinding darkness fell in behind their eyes, and a vast "nothingness" invaded their minds. Time seemed to stand still for those few moments as they were locked into a state of pure bliss.
They laid there for a good five minutes. They were completely exhausted. Her arms were wrapped around his neck and his around her middle. They couldn't have been any closer, even if they wanted to.
Drained of all energy, she could only let out an occasional whimper of remanent pleasure. Hiroto rolled them over and eased himself out before laying down next to her and pulling her close him.
More whimpering. "Hiro..."
He just stroked her hair, "I love you too."
It was always like this. She became completely unable to do anything after coming, but she loved it.
She nestled into him and they fell asleep together quickly.
This is what Friday nights were made for...
A/N: I wrote this a few months ago, but I happened to see it again today. I can't believe I wrote it. (o_o) It's so... intense (to me). Well anyway, comment if you liked it or if it made you horny. ROTFL~
Written by ZB24
She stumbled into Hiroto's arms as soon as she got through the doorway. They kissed each other in a hungry, sloppy fashion as their hands roamed over each other's bodies.
"How long have you been home?" She asked, once he moved to licking her neck.
"Just... a couple of minutes." He managed to get out.
For these two, this was the meaning of Friday. As soon as they got off of work, they came straight home and set about pleasuring each other.
"Let's take a bath first..." She suggested.
---
She dragged him into the shower, pulling his body onto hers, letting the water wash away their troubles. They took the time to bathe each other from head to foot, including shampooing their hair. As desperate as they were to deeply feel each other, the bath was welcome. It relaxed them and made them able to calm down and savor things. They're weren't the kind to do a "quick fuck" anyway...
She was surprised to find herself suddenly pressed against the cold, white tiles with Hiroto kissing her feverishly. He was like a starved animal, but she didn't care. She nibbled at his neck while she stroked his engorged length slowly and laughed when he had to pull away from the kiss to let out a heated, erotic moan. She loved the feel of him under her fingers and she loved knowing that she was the one making him so incoherent.
His hands flattened against the tiles as quickened her strokes and the steam rose around them. It wasn't too long before he came for the first time that night, letting his head fall onto her shoulder momentarily. Hiroto's moans echoed through the shower and she could swear their apartment neighbors must have been able to hear them... not that they cared, but still.
He watched, panting, as she licked some of his cum off of her fingers. It was the most erotic sight... Most girls would shy away from the taste but she seemed to be savoring it.
---
They stumbled haphazardly onto the bed, his body weighty on top of her. He managed to pull away from her clutches and left himself settled in between her brazenly spread legs. She bit her reddened lips to hold back a moan of anticipation as he sucked on two of his fingers lewdly before easing them into her.
She was generally not very loud during sex and was always trying to muffle her moans deep within her throat. Sometimes though, the pleasure is just too good. She was panting, moaning, and trying not to thrash about too much as Hiroto stroked deep, wet caverns inside of her.
Her breathing had increased tenfold in the relentless pressure in her lower half was become too much. She reached out and pulled his body against her. Her head was pressing into the mattress and if you didn't know any better you'd think she was in a pain; eyes tightly closed, labored breathing, her insides tightening around his fingers, mouth open in silent moans.
"Come for me..." He spoke into her ear.
She shuddered feverishly beneath him, all four limbs holding onto him tightly, forehead buried into his neck. This, my friend, is the quintessential picture of vulnerability.
She sighed contentedly and hadn't even fully caught her breath before she pushed on his shoulders, forcing him to roll over. She was straddling his legs and looked down with classic half-lidded eyes to view his cock which had re-harded and was laying against his smooth, flawless torso.
She traced its outline delicately with one finger, taunting him.
She sighed. "It's so beautiful."
He just saw the look on her face and smirked.
"Stay here." She ordered.
He silently watched as she crept over to the nightstand with quavering legs and brought forth the lube before setting over him again. She squeezed some of the slippery liquid into her hands and used it as an excuse to get her hands on his cock once more. She couldn't help but let out a whimper and she imagined the feeling of his length inside of her.
She tossed the bottle to the side and leaned down to kiss him.
Hiroto placed his hands upon her hips and guided himself into her. They both moaned at the sensation. His of taught warmth and hers of stretched pleasure. Both could feel the other throbbing against them. It was truly the most perfect feeling a person could have.
As things progressed, their bodies began to move in unison. It was carnal perfection. His body moving up to meet hers. They were too engulfed in their pleasure to realize the beauty in their actions, though.
"I love you, I love you..." She practically chanted as she moved rhythmically above him. They stole glimpses of each other from eyes that were unable to stay open for more than a few seconds.
She leaned forward, practically wilting on top of his body as he continued to thrust up into her...
"I.. I can't..." She stuttered out. This ecstasy was making her forget how to speak right.
"Just let it go..." He commanded.
"I... Hiro... Oh God... I..."
But it was too much. As much as she didn't want this feeling to end, it just had too. It felt so good she wanted to cry and her moans came out sounding like sobs.
The tightening of her muscles was enough to make Hiroto reach his peak too, his release filling her.
Their moans rivaled each other in volume, a blinding darkness fell in behind their eyes, and a vast "nothingness" invaded their minds. Time seemed to stand still for those few moments as they were locked into a state of pure bliss.
They laid there for a good five minutes. They were completely exhausted. Her arms were wrapped around his neck and his around her middle. They couldn't have been any closer, even if they wanted to.
Drained of all energy, she could only let out an occasional whimper of remanent pleasure. Hiroto rolled them over and eased himself out before laying down next to her and pulling her close him.
More whimpering. "Hiro..."
He just stroked her hair, "I love you too."
It was always like this. She became completely unable to do anything after coming, but she loved it.
She nestled into him and they fell asleep together quickly.
This is what Friday nights were made for...
A/N: I wrote this a few months ago, but I happened to see it again today. I can't believe I wrote it. (o_o) It's so... intense (to me). Well anyway, comment if you liked it or if it made you horny. ROTFL~