Yearning for Love

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I just want to be more comfortable,” I mumble against his lips.
    “Here,” he says. He takes one arm away from me and untangles my legs, placing them on both sides of him. Now, I’m totally open to him – well, almost. I’m still clothed, but I get the feeling that will soon be changing. Surely, he’ll tell me he loves me now! He comes in closer to me on his knees, wrapping his arms around me, and kissing me deeply. One hand slips around to my front, and he covers one breast with his hand. Ohhh! The heat! I feel my nipple beginning to bud under my pajama top, and I know Nate feels it happening, because his breath develops that sweet little hitch that’s so uniquely ‘Nate.’ I rest my hand on the soft skin of his neck, reveling in how it feels against the skin of my hand. It’s like . . . like little currents of electricity are going from him to me and back again. I feel Nate’s hand moving down to the hem of my pajama top, pulling it up and exposing my skin. As my top catches my arms, I raise them up so he can take the top off – it’s becoming a very irritating barrier between the two of us.
     
    Nate :  We’re kissing and she’s aroused. I need to be as close as possible to Corey. She puts one hand on the back of my neck, and it feels like a second set of lips, exchanging, not only kisses and sensation, but emotion. I pull her pajama top over her head, and she’s gloriously bare up top –   Oh, my God, and I had risked losing this? I allow my hand to cover one beautiful little ti,t and I feel the nipple becoming a rock-hard bud in the palm of my hand. She begins to breathe more quickly, and she pulls my own top off and over my head. I lift her up against me, so her bare feet are dangling in the air. To support herself, Corey wraps her arms around my neck. As her legs dangle in front of me, she decides she’ll be more comfortable wrapping them around my waist. Oh, my God! Now, she’s got my dick caught in between my stomach and her gorgeous pussy.
    I have to sit on her bed. She allows her legs to rest on the bed in back of me. I push her pajama pants and panties down, then lift her and stand so I can strip them completely off her. I need free access to her clit.
    “Put me down, Nate.” Her voice is fuzzed with desire, but I’m wary.
    “Why?” I ask.
    “I want to get your pants off you. Equal opportunity fondling here,” Corey says, as her voice goes lower.
    I set her down, and she quickly unbuckles my belt and opens my pants. As she lowers the zipper, she allows the back of her hand to brush against my erection. My eyes close at the sensation. As soon as she’s finished torturing me, she quickly lowers my jeans and boxers down.
     
    Corey :  Nate bends down to pull a condom out of his wallet, and he tosses it on my bed. Sitting back down, he wraps my legs around him, and begins playing with me. First my boobs, then my pussy and clit. Soon, he has me undulating my hips and moaning into his mouth. I grab his erection and play with it. His own hips are moving back and forth, as he focuses totally on my clit, massaging and manipulating it until I feel the forest fire of desire and completion flaring inside me. The tremors start, and soon they are quakes of feeling, contraction, and sensation, as I come again and again. I squeeze his erection, not wanting to make him come.
     
    Nate :  I feel Corey coming against my hand, as she moans softly into my mouth. She’s mindful of her mother in her own room at the end of the hall. She stops moving her hand up and down my shaft, and instead squeezes it. I take this as a signal to scoot back on the bed and lie down on my back, placing Corey on top.
     
    Corey:   I’m on top and Nate has his hands around my waist, holding me above him. He lowers me slowly, then impales me with his shaft. I release a long, shaky sigh as I feel him filling me completely. I’m home –   I feel like I’m where I belong. The wanting and sensations are still inside me,

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