Sinful Musings

He cannot get his eyes off her since she came into the room 30 minutes earlier. The moment she stepped across the door with her pale blue sundress that stopped a few inches above her knee, hair down in soft waves past her breasts and the brightest blue eyes he had ever seen, he was hooked like a moth to a flame.

Who is she?

She walked in right after Brianna and Samantha. So, he assumed she was one of their friends. He had never seen her before. He was sure he would remember a face like hers.

She mingled around feeling a little awkward because she did not know any one of the faces there. The only people she knew were Brianna and Samantha. If it was not because of Samantha’s constant convincing – more like threatening – speeches, she would have been spending her Saturday alone at home painting or sculpting.

The party was for Samantha’s brother’s homecoming from 2000 miles across the world. He was a medical student and had been abroad for more than 4 years. He was home for a couple of months for a study break and Samantha’s family was excited and decided it was a call for a big party.

The house was decorated with many bright colored balloons, ribbons and scrumptious hors d’oeuvres, almost looking like a 7 years old birthday party. But that was how Samantha’s family is. They were a bunch of bright, delightful and positive people.

So far, Indianna, the girl with blue eyes felt welcomed even though the energy was a little overwhelming for her, but she enjoyed herself. She moved from one table to the other, excited to try every piece of colorful, mouth-watering snack there was.

She was oblivious to the pair of grey eyes that followed her every move from across the room. The man was fascinated by her graceful movement, her soft melodious laughter and the pink blush that would make its presence when she smiled.

On every other day, he was a confident guy, flirty and domineering. Talking to a girl was no problem to him because usually it was always the other party that approached him. And he would be the one that pushed them away after a night of rolling, grinding and humping.

Today, he felt all that confidence gone, and there was a heavy flutter in his stomach due to the nerves of thinking the rejection he might get the moment he took a step towards her.

Just a couple more feet apart and suddenly she turned away, walking to the direction of the empty bench next to the fully occupied swings in the garden.

Follow her!

The old him – before he met this girl – screamed in his head. And that was exactly what he did. One second, two seconds, and he walked to where she was sitting. He did not want to seem obvious.

Just like before, the moment he was within close proximity, she stood up and walked away into the tree covered backyard, away from the party.

Where is she going?

As if reading his mind, she looked over her shoulder, blue orbs meeting grey with a smirk before she dove further into the trees with a little more sway to her hips this time.

Oh, she’s a dare devil.

With a smirk of his own, he took quick strides to lessen the distance she had created after she left him stunned at the backyard.

The moment they were out of prying eyes, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her close to his chest. “You’ve got me bewitched from the start, do you know that?” He was studying her face. A beauty beyond compare to all of his past bed warmers. Her eyes were captivating, staring straight into his soul, high cheekbones dusted with natural red blush and a slightly pouty lips that was waiting to be claimed by his.

“I’m aware.” She voiced. Her voice was a soft feminine hoarse, a music to his ears that he knew would be better making sounds of pleasure while screaming his name.

“And I’ve been thinking of doing this all evening.” He ran his thumb on her lower lip before he descended his full lips on hers. She had her fill with the food before, but his sweet lips made her hungry for other things now.

She opened her mouth without him asking and that made him smile and obliged to her silent command. His tongue met hers in a war of passion. Both are trying to savior the other, twisting and tilting left and right to go deeper. Her hands wounded around his neck and fingers gripping the neatly cut hair at his nape.

She groaned in frustration because his hair was too short, and she needed to grip on something to stop her from floating high into the sky. He chuckled, and the vibration sent chills to her chest all the way to her female core. “If I knew I’m meeting you today, I would never have gotten a haircut yesterday.”

“No. You shouldn’t.” She moaned when his lips connected to her neck and his right hand roamed to her left breast, cupping and kneading softly. Her nipples tighten into a bud almost painfully. His other hand slid to her thigh and hooked it behind his waist. He pushed her into a tree, trapping her with his hard chest and muscular body.

He peppered wet kisses on her neck and shoulder, licking and sucking alternately making her crazy with pleasure. He pulled her sleeves down and she quickly pulled her hands free of the constrained to let her dress bunched at her waist. Her perky breasts swung free and he released a hungry groan at the sight.

No bra.

Like a baby craving for its mama, his mouth latched onto her pink nipple and sucked hard. She felt his tongue dancing sensually around her bud, killing her softly with the delight of warmth and wetness of his mouth. If he could get closer to her chest he would. The feel of her skin on his mouth was soft and addicting. He can stay attached forever.

Her mouth felt dry of the constant moaning, so she brought his lips back to hers to quench her thirst. The kiss was sloppy and tongues moving out of sync because both were lost in the passion and too impatient to feel the other.

Her hands roamed freely all over his grey shirt cladded chest. He was hard beneath her touch. She can feel the bumps and carves of his muscles from his chest right to his stomach. Although, it frustrated her that she could not visually enjoyed it, but the hands-on feel of it will do for now.

He pulled away from the kiss and ran his tongue along her chin, in a path to her slender neck leaving wet trail behind and stopped right at the crook where her shoulder met her neck. He lingered there, kissing and biting. She felt a pinch of pain but disappeared immediately after he licked the spot in a loving motion. She was sure he was leaving a mark, staking claim of the places he had been.

His free hands slid to her butt under her disheveled dress, teasing the panty line in between the two soft, round cheeks. With one leg still hooked on his waist, it gave him easy access to slide a finger underneath the lacy fabric.

“You’re soaking.”

He hummed while trailing kisses in between the valley of her breasts. Her only respond was a sultry moan. His finger teased the wet folds that were tingly with sexual agony. He ran his finger along the lips but avoided the bud that called for attention the most. He repeated the motion a few times and her hips started to move in sync, sometimes grinding harder asking him to give her the one thing she wanted.

He was enjoying the torment and seeing her squirm in his arms. Her body rubbing on his was making him harder altogether. The button of his pants almost popped out due to his thick cock trying to break free.

“Please.” She plead. She moaned. She begged. Breathlessly.

That was what he was waiting for before he pushed a finger into her warm cavern.

“Oh god.” She gasped near his ear and it made him almost cum raw. She bit her lower lip to stop herself from screaming and scared the birds on the trees. His mouth on her breast did not help a tad. He was attacking her from both parts, breast and pussy. How could she defend herself from such torture? She was helpless and feeble. But she did not mind a single bit. Instead, she grinded her hips more into his hand and her free hand pulled his face tighter to her chest.

He was stuck to her like a starfish.

He pushed a second finger into her pussy and she was becoming wetter every friction. He was pumping more vigorously and felt her walls tightening. Her moan was becoming shorter and out of breath, her body squirming wild in his tight hold. The minute he knew she was about to climax, he kissed her to swallow the scream that might escape from her mouth.

His finger now was rapidly pumping her to extract every juice of her orgasm. Every second her walls tightened around his digits, his cock hardened and demanded to be free. She was shaking and quaking due to the intense orgasm that was still active in her system.

Her eyes shut tight, eyebrows pinched in a frown, skin flushed and moist of perspiration, but a wide smile was visible on her lips. A satisfactory grin after her world was literally rocked.

She opened her eyes slowly and was met with a pair of charming greys hovering close to her face, with a pair of smirking lips right below them. She leaned forward to close the gap and he leaned to kiss her, but she pulled away slightly. “I want more.” She whispered on his lips and her hand reached down to his thick rod that was still trapped in a confinement.

Poor boy.

He grunted in pain and also pleasure, feeling her tiny hands gracefully rubbed along his length through the fabric.

“We have no time to play.” He said in a stern voice making her juices flowed like a waterfall again.

“Agree.” She said while unbuttoning his pants and pulling the zipper down before reaching into his brief to release the snack she had been craving since he kissed her earlier.

“Mmm.” She liked what she saw. And she definitely loved what she held in her hands. She pumped the already hard cock a couple of times and guided it to her waiting pussy. He pushed her panty to the side before nudging the head into her cavern. The contact sent electric throughout her body and a moan escaped her lips.

The feel was like no other and he knew she was different. She was special. He pushed further in a slow and tantalizing speed to allow her to adjust to his size, all the while holding her gaze. She was a squirming mess. She was sure her back was full of scratch marks due to the constant rubbing on the rough tree trunk.

Halfway in, he stopped and pulled out all the way. A devilish smirk appeared on his lips after seeing her pout and deathly stare. Without warning he pushed back in in a hard pump, making her gasp out loud followed by a satisfied whimper. He filled her like they were meant for each other.

His butt cheeks flexed every time his hips pumped forth and back. She was soaking wet and slick, he slid easily in and out of her. Her walls gripped his thick and hard shaft like a glove and he cannot get enough of her. The friction was making his cock harder and twitched inside of her. She was warm, she was wet, and she was tight.

“Yes. Yes.” She moaned in his ears. He latched his mouth on her neck when she leaned her head back, trying to hold in her scream. “Please. Deeper.”

Yes, I need more.

Needing to be deeper inside her, he lifted her other leg and hooked it around his waist. She was now supported by both of his hands and his hard chest pushing her to the tree. The position caused him to hit her deepest wall and she can no longer retain the scream. She did not care who or what can hear her, she was loving every second his pubic hair rubbed against her nub, the thick rod stretching her hole to the fullest and the way his balls hit her other tight hole.

“Shit, you’re so tight.” He was breathless. He was trying not to cum before she had her second climax. He was pistoning fast to build up her her orgasm. The moment his thumb touched her clit, she crossed over to the other dimension and she swore she was in heaven. He moved his thumb in a circular motion, at the same time his cock was diving in and surfacing out of her plump pond.

“Ahh…” Her whimpers were coming in short and fast. It was a sign that she was near to her peak. Her breasts were bouncing in front of his face, enticing him to latch his mouth again on her hardened nipple that was now highly sensitive. Her hips ground wildly on his and her inner walls was clenching on his cock. Three hard thrusts and she lost herself to another strong orgasm. Her body shook uncontrollably, and her hands wound around his neck.

“Shit. I’m cumming.” Another pump and he burst inside her. His warm liquid spurted all over her walls elongating her orgasm. They were both spasming in pleasure after their visit to paradise. The tight cavity was sucking him dry.

A few minutes passed and they both came back to Earth with a contented smile on their lips. He reluctantly pulled out of her and released her legs. Her knees almost gave out on her, but he was quick to loop his hand around her waist to steady her. Soon they were both dressed and ready to go back to the party.

“Indianna.” She offered her hand to him as an introduction. “Nice to meet you.”

“Alex.” He smiled and reached out her small hand in a gentle shake. “The pleasure was all mine.”