11 To be alive

LJ

Finally home. Aaaah.

I pulled my sweater off and tossed it on the couch as I headed straight for the ref. I took out a jug of water and drank from it straight.

I heard the front door open and stuck my head out the kitchen door. Rory walked in, taking her bag off her shoulder to put it on the coffee table by the door. I rushed to her and kissed her, feeling her body fall backwards into the closed door as I leaned into her with all the fatigue of this evening.

She tasted like strawberries.

I lifted my head to gasp for air. She looked surprised by my greeting, even though I always kiss her this way when she comes over. She is so real, and so my type. I grin at her and take another swig of water.

"Why are you already naked?" she scolded me, frowning at my chest. "And your sweat is drying up in the cold air."

"So, let's keep sweating," I said gleefully, putting the jug of water down, picking her up and carrying her to my bedroom as she squealed in protest. When I put her down on the bed, she was already giggling. She looked so pretty.

I sat down beside her, grabbed her face and kissed her again. She kissed me back and I could feel my heart grow twice its size in my chest. She put her hands around my body and I obliged by leaning closer to her. I could feel her legs shifting and then they've wrapped around my hips.

I am so hard and so happy to be alive.

I put my hands on her breasts, which are defended by her dress and bra. I snake my arms around her back to find whatever it is that is keeping her dress on her and start to unzip her. The zipper is hard to work out, not as easy as most zippers, but I can't rip her dress because the last time I did that, she didn't talk to me for a week. She kissed my forehead to thank me for my patience. I responded by taking one breast in my mouth. Even if I had a mouthful of cotton, that was still her breast and wow, she arched her back and made me want her even more and I didn't think that was possible.

Aaah! Zip is down! I quickly pulled her dress down to her waist, kissing her collarbone, as she took her bra off for me and wow, so glorious! I bent my head and took that naked breast in my mouth and sucked and went to heaven.

Okay, maybe not quite yet.

She was moving strangely while I sucked on one boob and clutched at the other with my hand, and it was distracting, so I stopped to look. She was taking off bangles, friendship bands and my bracelet. I took the other bracelets from where she put them on the bed and moved them to the side table, then put my bracelet back on her wrist. The blue beads shone in the moonlight that crept through my window.

I looked at her and saw that she was looking at the bracelet too. I smiled at her and kissed her again. I pushed her gently down to lie back on the pillows, never once leaving her lips.

I took my pants off while hovering over her, like the pro that I am, but had to get up to kick them off my ankles. As I freed my legs, I grabbed a condom from the side table and unwrapped it with my teeth. Fleetingly, I could hear Jamie say, "Idiot, that's the best way to tear it and have babies." I chuckled.

Rory still had her dress on, but I can't wait anymore, I reached beneath her skirt and pulled her panties off and swiftly pushed into her with the strength of a thousand angry bulls.

She felt. So. Good.

So. Good. So good. So good. OMFG.

Over my haze of bliss, I could hear her panting getting louder. Squealing. Trying not to scream. I could feel her hands gripping my shoulders harder. And harder. And harder, almost painful. She moaned each breath she took and started to convulse. Yeah, baby, that's it. I went harder, and harder, and harder, and...

Ah...

I'm so happy to be alive.