He pulled the curtains across; some kind of inbuilt paranoid reflex possibly. Her house was small, but cosy. It had a homely, lived in look; a novel w...ith a bookmark peeking out sat on the coffee table next to a half-finished crossword puzzle, a sewing hoop hung on a stand with a half-finished piece of embroidery. Ellie appeared at the door, still wearing her cheerleading outfit, holding a bottle and two glasses. “I know I’m not supposed to have this till I’m twenty-one,” she said holding out. Dancing clusters of sparkles and glowing dust motes drifted in the sunbeams filling my field of vision as I attempted to focus and give the optical center of my brain a chance to sort out the dazzling array of visual information. For several moments I stared at the ceiling and tried to remember where I was. Naked, sirene, and warm in bed with my partner next to me, her exposed bottom pressed against my crotch and her erect nipples pressing into my back.Wait a minute; it’s physically impossible. Hungry eyes toured her exposed flesh, taking in every curve, every inch of her. Laying there, her chest rising and falling with aroused breaths, she watched…she waited. His fingers gently caressed her stomach, sliding down to the little mound below her belly button, then combing through the small patch of hair above swollen pink lips. A small gasp escaped Aurora, as she felt the moisture accumulate between her thighs. He knew this, he knew the simplest touch sent her into a sexual frenzy. Yet. The look he gave me let me know why he wanted to exchange numbers. He wanted to fuck me. He knew it, I knew it & it was damn sure gonna happen!The first time we got together he was shy,but so ready. He picked me up and we grabbed a bite to eat and I was just having a nite out with nothing in mind...then he kissed me. Needless to say...he was a horrible kisser, but I led the way. He moved down to my neck while playing with my nipples. I was dripping wet by then. I wanted to show him how much I.