Romance 1

Mike gently opened the door to her room. He was past his rational mode. Nothing would tear him away from her now. This time, he was going to do things differently. He softly put her down on her bed. It was ruffled and the covers were pushed back in her hurried flight to Matt’s room. He threw them off the bed completely. If she thought she would have something to cover herself with, she better think again. He lay beside her, resisting every impulse to get on top of her. As he broke their kiss to look at her, her eyes were shut. She was obviously very tense still.
“Kelly, look at me. Open your eyes. Why don’t you sit up, I would like to say something to you.” She complied, timid and out of place all of the sudden. He also sat up next to her on the bed, bending his legs towards him. “Kelly, I think you are one of the most beautiful women I have ever had the pleasure of meeting,” he said in a conversational tone. “Your beauty far surpasses the beauty we all see on the surface. I count myself extremely blessed for the friendship we have shared in the past six months. And, apart from being beautiful, I also happen to think that you are a very sexy woman. And, whenever I am with you, I have thought of little else other than making love to you. But, I want you to know that no matter how much I want you, I will never do anything to you or with you, that you don’t want me to.
What that jerk did to you in the past was appalling, and I personally think he should rot in hell for doing that to you. But, not all men are as weak and as sick as he is. When I make love to you, it will be because you want it as much as I do, because for me, making love to you will only be good if it is good for you, Kelly. I will never force you to do anything you do not want to. Do you understand?” She nodded shyly. “Oh Mike,” she told him rather coyly, daring to look into his eyes, “I want you too. I have never wanted any man as much as I want you. I have certainly fantasized about you, but whenever the moment comes, I just don’t know how to reach out to you. And, that scares me. I keep thinking that I will never be normal like other women . . .”
“I hope that you will never be normal like other women too, baby girl, you are too special and too beautiful to be normal.” He drew her to him, and hugged her, saying nothing. His passion was slowly surfacing again. And he kept searching his ingenious mind for ideas on how he could help her open up. After a moment, he suddenly had a plan. He reluctantly let go of her, and when she wouldn’t let him go, told her, “Hold on Kelly, I’ll be back in a second.” He rushed out of the room on a mission.
He came back minutes later, holding something behind his back. Kelly was still sitting in the same place he’d left her, wearing a confused expression.
“What are you holding behind you?” He came back to where he was sitting minutes ago, and revealed his mystery object, “These.”
“. . . my stockings? Where did you find those?”

“I saw them lurking in a basket in the laundry earlier on. I thought they looked absolutely inviting,” he mentioned, running his fingers through the black fabric. He closed his eyes as he drew in his breath. “I wanna know what I thought when I saw them?” She barely recognized her own voice; she was mesmerized by his low, sensual tone, “What did you think?”
“I wondered how good it would feel sliding these off your smooth legs.” She grinned slightly, “Is that what you want me to do with them now? Wear them so you could slide them off?”
“Maybe, maybe not!” His eyes were still closed. Even with the distance between his nose and his hands, he could smell her perfume on them. She must have sprayed it all over her body. That thought was arousing him even more. “Would you wear them for me, if I asked you to?” She smiled, “Maybe, maybe not,” she replied, more confidently than she felt. At that, he laughed heartily. “Hold that thought, baby girl, hold the thought. Today I have other plans for your stockings.”
“Care to tell me about your plan?”
“I care to do more than tell you, I care to carry it out, but I am gonna need your help with part of my plan,” he commented, standing up.
She watched him untie and remove his belt and slip off his robe, and then go on to sit exactly where he had been originally sitting. He took one of the stockings and tied it around his eyes. And, then he passed on the belt of his robe to her. “This is where you pitch in.” He turned his back to her, with his arms held back. It wasn’t hard to figure out what he wanted her to do. Kelly was shy, but she finally tied his hands behind him. She could feel the muscles in his arms tense as she tightened his restraints. When she’d finished, he positioned his back against her headboard. It was a little difficult; not having the balance of his hands. He then stretched out his legs in front of him and slowly slid into a lying position in the center of the bed. He was only wearing his pajama shorts, and Kelly thought he looked very good.
“I am yours tonight, Kelly. You can do to me, and with me, whatever you want. Nothing will happen tonight that you don’t want to happen. I’ll be honest with you. I want to make love to you urgently, but, you are in control, baby girl. I am all yours. I’ll be happy to do whatever you want. We can even go on talking for the whole night, if you wish. Nothing will happen that you don’t want to happen.”
Kelly was touched. Mike had actually given up his control for her sake. She knew that it wasn’t a light thing for him. She felt nervous. Why was he putting her on the spot like this? Didn’t he know that she was shy? “Oh Mike,” she confessed shyly, “I don’t know where to start!” Mike had never really had to talk anyone through sex before. This could turn out to be more challenging that he had initially anticipated, he thought.
“Okay, why don’t you start with telling me about your fantasies about me?”

“I thought you’d forgotten about that,” she said laughing, glad that he couldn’t see how red she was. “Oh no, baby girl, I never forget music to my ears. So, tell me the first one.”
“I have always wondered how it would be like to touch you, your skin I mean.”
“Okay, so here I am, half naked in front of you, I’d say now is a good time for you to find out.”
Kelly turned over to kneel by his side. Even with his hands tied, he was still pretty much in control of this show, Kelly thought. But, she had to admit, his hands tied made her forget her panic. She had the security of knowing that she could stop whenever she wanted. She suddenly didn’t feel like talking. This was her moment to finally find out what she’d always wanted to know. She placed her hand on his stomach. It felt hard beneath her. Her palm was a bit moist, from her being so nervous. She began to fool around with him like she’d always done with her dolls, bashfully moving her hands all over his chest. Her touches were so light Mike could barely feel them. But, he said nothing to her. This had to be her show.
Kelly became so caught up in how good he felt. Her breathing was already deepening, she was getting wound up, her stomach was in a familiar knot, and her heart was ricocheting back and forth in the wall of her chest. She started hardening her strokes. Her hand felt like fire on his skin. She caressed his face, traced his nose and lips with her fingertips, and slowly made her way down his neck. His face felt rougher than hers. He was perfect. His chin, his throat, oh, he was a work of art, Kelly thought. Her fingers made their way down his upper chest and her nails caught a little in the hair on his chest. She then released them to continue her journey further down his chest, until her fingertips were circling his small male peaks. His sharp intake of breath told her that she was doing something right. His excitement thrilled her. Kelly decided to let her basic instincts take control. She could always stop whenever she wanted to, she rationalized to herself. She allowed herself to give into her passion. She leaned over to kiss him. His lips parted instantly. Mike could feel the change in her, she was letting go of the fervor inside of her. God help him!
She pulled away from the passionate kiss, and she laughed at his protesting groan. “Did that feel good?”
“Very, baby girl.”

“I bet you it did not feel as good as this will feel.” She kissed his nipple, tiny pecks all over it, until she let out her tongue to lick it. The blindfold was adding an element of surprise that intensified the sensations she was arousing in him. Oh yeah, she was right, her lips felt very good on his nipple. But, her sucking felt even better! Mike felt like he was about to burst out of his skin. Kelly enjoyed sucking him; it had an erotic effect on her. It was the way he was losing control of himself. His breathing was deep and slow, and he was quivering like a leaf. She liked the power that it gave her. Her lips and tongue continued their brave expedition onto his other nipple, and then down his stomach. She replaced her mouth over his nipples with her fingers. She enjoyed the way he tasted, salty and sweet at the same time. His muscles twitched beneath her lips. She kept going down and down, her eyes closed, savoring his deep moans. Her journey down his body was suddenly stopped by an obstruction she encountered – the waistband of his pajama shorts!
Her curiosity was getting the better of her. With four younger brothers, she knew what the thing looked like, but she had never seen an erect one. This should be interesting, she thought, pulling down his shorts, tugging them from underneath him with little resistance from him. All too well he couldn’t see her grin, because it was a rather funny object, she thought. She began touching it lightly, experimenting with it. It felt rock solid. The tip was a bit moist, she thought, as her fingertip brushed lightly on it. Again, her basic instincts kicking in, she wrapped her fingers around him and began stroking him affectionately. ‘Oh hell’, Mike thought. ‘If she keeps this up, it will soon be over for me.’ With his six months of frustration, it wouldn’t take much to end it for him. “Oh Kelly, babe, please stop that.” She pulled her hand off him immediately. “I’m sorry, didn’t you like it?” she sounded embarrassed. “Oh, I loved it, baby girl,” Mike reassured her. “I was loving it a bit too much, if you know what I mean. If you had continued, it would have been over much earlier than it all began.”
“Oh,” she said shyly, “I understand.” He needed some serious damage control. His outburst had broken her spell. “And now my sexy lady,” he said provocatively, “Your sexy little kisses all over my body were driving me crazy, and I want more. And, maybe this time I may be allowed to steal a couple of kisses myself, what say you? You can straddle my waist.”
“I say that sounds good, Mike.” Splendid, his damage control had worked! She did exactly as she was told and straddled him. “Where exactly would you like to kiss me?” she whispered into his ear.
“On each counterpart of every spot you kiss on me,” he whispered back. That sounded like a good deal to her, Kelly thought, and receiving his kisses all over her body had been among many of her fantasies. And so they began their exchange of kisses. She kissed his cheek, and then pulled back so he could kiss hers. She planted more kisses down his throat and pulled back so he could do the same to her, and finally her journey ended up with her kissing his nipple again, flicking her tongue over it, and finally gently sucking on it. She was brought to an abrupt stop by his throaty voice telling her urgently, “Come up, Kelly. It’s my turn now. ” Her smile was instantaneous, “Yes sir, as you wish.” She straightened up, and sat a little higher on top of him, so that her breasts were just level to his face. She held on to the headboard above and leaned in towards him. Mike bent his face forward until his lips met with the cleft between her breasts. He began kissing it lightly, licking and sucking on it. Her sounds made him want to do more to her. He darted his tongue out and used it to navigate the chest in front of him. Her skin felt and tasted like heaven until his downward trail turned silky.
Her darn nightie! He wanted it off! …This was her show, he reminded himself. And so, he went on kissing her breast over the silk. His aiming was a bit awkward, since he couldn’t see, but he finally located the spot he wanted. He began sucking it through the nightie. As the silk got wetter, the more sensitive it got. He hardened the pressure of his tongue on her nipple and pulled at it with his lips. Kelly tightened her grip on the headboard, for her whole body suddenly began to shake. The sounds she was making grew louder against his ear, and they were flaming the inferno inside of him. For distraction, he swapped breasts, and went on to do the same to her other nipple.
If her moans and trembles were not convincing enough proof that she was as aroused as he was; with her straddled across his stomach like that, the warm, wet sensation left there certainly was. It became apparent that she wasn’t wearing any panties. Mike didn’t have to wonder just what effect his kisses were having on her. He knew exactly how she felt, and what she wanted. He just hoped that she knew equally as much about what she wanted, and more importantly, went after it.
Kelly couldn’t take the sensations that were going through her anymore. She wanted more, much more. With her eyes closed, and Mike continuing his oral onslaught on her breasts, she made her decision. There was no turning back. She wanted him too much. She wanted to calm the throbbing between her legs. She slid a little lower, and began kissing him on his lips. Their tongues met and began the familiar age old dance. And, Kelly, finally gathering her courage, lifted herself off him, so she could guide him inside her with her hands. For a while, both of them continued kissing, without either of them moving. At this moment, Mike was just so happy to be inside of her. Oh, she felt so good, understandably tight. Kelly was taken back by how strong he felt. He ignited every nerve inside of her.
She began slow up-and-down motions on top of him. He wasn’t moving. Her motions were an aphrodisiac for her. She leaned forward to rub her chest against his as she went up and down, searching for relief. Her nipples were as hard as pebbles and the hair on his chest tickled and excited them. Her stimulation was building up, her rhythm quickening. She was now being led by a sixth sense within her.
Mike began moving with her, whispering compliments and words of encouragement in her ears. He was just waiting for her. His passion was almost at breaking point. Kelly could feel her body building up towards something. She didn’t know what it was, but she was enjoying it, and certainly, with every stroke, she was getting closer and closer to it. Kelly held tight to the headboard, giving in to the tide that was carrying her higher, higher, higher! Mike went in unison with her on her upward voyage. Her own scream shocked her, but not as much as her climax did. No sensation she knew compared to it. After it had all passed, she fell against his chest, and nestled her head on the crook of his shoulder. He could feel her tears trickling down his skin. His were absorbed by the blindfold. “Wow Kelly, you took my breath away,” he whispered genuinely into her ear. “I love you so much, baby girl. Have you any idea how happy you have just made me right now?”
“As happy as you have made me, I hope,” she replied sweetly. They continued in their embrace, each lost in heavenly thoughts, until Mike said, “Now, sweetheart, would you care to untie me please, my arms are actually numb now.” Kelly laughed, before setting him free. “Thank you, Mike,” she told him, when she could finally look him in the eyes. “I will never forget this night. It has been very special, and you made it all possible.”
“Well, Kelly sweetheart, the pleasure was literally all mine,” Mike told her, “I have got news for you. Next time will be even better for you!”
“Will it?” She couldn’t fathom anything better than what they’d just shared tonight. “Can it get better?”
“Oh yeah, much, much better, as long as we are not planning to have my hands tied every time we have sex, that is. We still have to discover lots of special spots on your body, spots you never even knew you had! You see, sexy girl, there is plenty my hands can do, and my lips, and my tongue. In fact, why don’t I just show you right now, but you have to promise me one thing darling,” he requested sensually.
“What?” Right now, she was ready to promise him the world.
Rolling her naked nipples between his fingers, for he had finally gotten rid of her nightie, and in between their passionate kisses, he finally managed to tell her, “Try toning down the scream, baby girl. We don’t want Matt to come rushing in here to check on you now, do we?” She burst into laughter. “No, we certainly don’t want that, darling. But, what is a girl to do when she loses control?”
“A girl is to kiss a boy. It usually helps.”
“Okay boy, girl will try to remember that.”