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Dream Girl (SHARPii and Josu_T)

Eric's eyes never left hers. When her eyes closed he watched her. The expression on her face was so erotic it just turned him on even more. He pushed himself into her as deep as he could. He was going much faster. His body just worked with hers to send them both to the highest peaks of pleasure. It didn't take much longer to send him over the edge. He moaned her name as he lost control. He wasn't even able to give her a warning. One final thrust and he reached his release. The feeling was absolutely amazing.
 
The faster he went, the more he brought her to this amazing euphoric state of ecstasy. It was unbelievable and to think that she let herself skip out on this in high school. Though it was so worth it, especially since she knew he was the right guy. It was because of that that it felt so amazing. It should hurt, but with him, it really didn't. It felt far too amazing. Astoria almost couldn't even handle it because her body was wracked with so much pleasure. It felt like she could explode. It felt like she was going to. When she thought she had, for she had finally reached her peak, just in time with his, it felt like her body was on fire, or like it was having the most amazing and pleasurable seizure. She nearly screamed. Her toes curled. Oh, how she wanted to cry. Her nails dug deep into his back and once they released, that's how he'd know that she was finally calming down and simply basking in the post orgasmic bliss. Opening her eyes, she panted softly and looked at him, not saying a word but only reaching up and pressing her lips to his in a deeply romantic kiss. That kind of kiss, right after the most life-altering sexual experience ever.
 
Feeling Astoria reach her climax at the same time as him made Eric just feel that much better. It pleasure was intense. The dream was nothing compared to this. They were really together, really sharing a perfect moment of bliss. Her body tensed around his and he felt her nails in his back, but they didn't hurt. He was feeling too good to feel pain. He had his release deep inside her and then slowly came down from the wonderful high. Their eyes met and he smiled at her. Their lips pressed together and the kiss was the cap on top of everything else. He knew they were forever linked now. She would always have a special place in his heart. No matter what happened. He would always love her. When their lips finally parted he was speachless. He gazed into her eyes and they spoke without words. His arms wrapped around her and held her close. He had still not pulled out. He wanted to enjoy the after feelings as much as possible for as long as possible.
 
Once their lips parted, Astoria looked at him and she let out a gentle sigh, kind of a pant but kind of not at the same time. Her fingers moved through his hair and she just relaxed back, in his arms, feeling so unbelievable. She liked this kind of high. She could live off of this high. He was not going to be going anywhere. If anything, he accidentally created a sex machine--though it's kind of possible to happen with a virgin like her. With a soft sigh, she looked up at the sky, smiling suddenly and unable to wipe it off of her face. Her arms rested above her head on the ground. The grass felt cool and comfortable and the night air was soft and gentle, but comfortable. "Wow..."
 
They just lay there together for a while, enjoying being connected physically and emotionally. He could see in her expression that she felt the same way as him. The one word was all he needed to hear. He leaned in and kissed her a few more times. Eventually they neede to at least move from that spot. He very slowly pulled himself out of her. He stayed above her though. After one final kiss he moved to the side. "So, should we get going? It is a little late. I don't think it would be too comfortable sleeping out here." He didn't say it outright, but he did sort of hope that they might be spending the night together. Whether it was at his place or her place didn't matter. He just didn't know how he could say goodbye to her after what they had just shared. He started to slowly get up and then gathered their clothes. He considered dressing and then decided they could do that in the car if they wanted. It was late. No one would see them. There would barely be anyone else on the road. And not until they got into town. He realised they could even drive naked if they felt like it. He gave a soft laugh at that idea. It was an interesting idea, but unlikely that they would actually do it.
 
Astoria returned all the kisses with a sweet satisfaction and as he stood up, she did, slowly too. Grabbing her clothes and not caring at all to be nude in the secluded public, she started to put them on and went to him. "Maybe...I could spend the night at your place?" She asked, putting her shirt back on and then leaned into him, kissing up his chest and then to his neck. It's like something unleashed in her; he broke through and that sparked the want and absolute desire for more. A virgin deflowered.
 
Eric spotted Astoria getting dressed, so he got dressed right there as well. Her question made him smile even more. The feeling of her lips on his body were just added reason why having her stay with him would be great. He pulled her close and kissed her happily. When he pulled away he grinned. "Of course. I'd love it if you spent the night. We should get going if we are going to get any sleep though." Yet he did realise that they might not actually get any sleep that night. He took her hand and walked with her to the car. He opened her door for her and then went and got behind the wheel. He started it up and leaned over to kiss her one more time before they got on the road back toward his place.
 
"Right. Sleep. Hope you're willing to forgo that one for a while." Teasing though being completely serious, she got into the car and sat back, buckling up and accepting his kiss before he started off. It was an eventful night, that's for sure. Perhaps they were moving far too fast but it didn't feel that way. It felt like she knew him well enough and to be able to be with him this way, it made it that more real. She knew now. And it was enough. It'd only go farther and that was a damn good thing. "So...how tired are you?" She asked, slipping her hand over his leg, not in a 'hitting on him' kind of way but in an affectionate kind of way.
 
Eric had to grin when she said what he had been thinking. Sleep was unlikely for them that night. He got on the road and drove toward his house. They were a fair bit out of town, so it would take a little to get there. That was fine. He felt her hand on his leg and glanced over at her. He thought about her question for a second, trying to figure out how his body was feeling. "I'm not tired at all." Her hand on his leg wasn't at all meant to be arousing, but just the touch from her near there started getting him hard again. He didn't say anything. If she noticed then she noticed. If she didn't, they would be at his place soon enough.
 
A bright smile came to her face when he said he wasn't tired at all. She was in the mood to explore and hopefully he was up for the same thing or able to keep up. Though she understood otherwise. Her hand remained on his leg as he drove, she sitting back, eager to get back to his place. Looking over to him, she bit her lower lip, seeing him getting hard again though she remained quiet about it. A smile did appear on her face. It'd be one hell of a night, that's for sure.
 
Eric glanced over at Astoria and saw the look on her face. He was also fairly sure he saw where she was looking. He could feel her gaze. Even if it had been for only a split second, he didn't know if she was still looking there or not. He got harder, the bulge in his pants growing. Then he became convinced her hand was moving on his leg. Whether it was or not, his imagination was enough to convince him. By the time they were half way home he was getting really hard. It was starting to get a little uncomfortable as the bulge pressed against the fabric of his pants, wanting to get free. He took a slow, deep breath, trying to calm himself a little. He told himself over and over that he just needed to wait a little longer until they got home, but it did nothing to relieve the strain.
 
As the ride continued on towards his place, Astoria could feel and tell just how hard he was getting and it was getting difficult to wait. Since she was feeling incredibly erotically charged, she couldn't wait anymore and her hand slowly crept over to the to of his pants. Fingers dancing up his leg and then soon working to at least unzip his pants and dig in there. When she got a hold of him, she took him out and then started to stroke him, the entire time her eyes were looking straight ahead but she had the most mischievous smile on her face. It was...really fun.
 
Eric felt Astoria's hand start to really move on his leg. Then it went over the bulge in his pants. He didn't look down. He knew what she was doing. He felt himself twitch in response to her hand there. His breaths started getting shallow. When she took hold of him in his pants he gasped. He took a deep breath to get some focus back. That last thing they needed was to crash because of this. As she started to stroke him he let out a soft moan. He stared at the road ahead and didn't really realise he started to speed up. Her hand felt really nice on him. After a minute he placed his left hand on top of the steering wheel and reached over toward her with his right hand. He knew it wasn't the smartest thing to do while driving, but there were no more turns before they got to his place. He slid his hand under her clothes and between her legs. His fingers started to rub her gently, trying to tease as much as possible while he also tried to keep his focus on the road.
 
That one moan was the satisfying gratification she enjoyed very much, all the while her hand kept working on him, continuing to stroke him and speeding up a little bit as well though gradual. She'd hate for them to crash. Wonderful death, eh? Though as she felt his hand creep over to her, her legs spread a bit almost instinctively and she gave in, allowing him to tease her. Perhaps only fair though only for this time. In reaction, as she felt him rub her, she stroked him faster, letting out a gentle moan. She was still so sensitive from their recent encounter and even the slightest touch was divine. "How long until we're at your place?" She had half the mind to make him pull over somewhere and simply mount him.
 
Eric continued teasing Astoria, glad she wasn't stopping him. Not that he had ever thought she might. He moaned again as she did. Then she asked about when they would arrive. He knew what she meant. Luckily they were just a block away. He sped up a little more just to get there faster. When he arrived he slowly pulled his hand away from her and licked it clean before putting it back on the steering wheel and pulling in. He put the car in park and shut off the engine. Once the car was off he turned to face her with a smile. "Well, we're here." She had him full of desire. He wasn't sure if he could make it inside. If he did he would probably be pulling off her clothes as soon as the door was closed. He pulled the keys out of the car and reached over to unlock the door.
 
Once they arrived at his place, she took her hand back and placed him back in his pants and zipped him up carefully and grinned. "Well then." Proceeding to unbuckle her seat belt, once her door was unlocked, she got out and grabbed her bag, shutting the door and then went up to the front door of his place, waiting eagerly to be let in. Even she knew that once the door of his home shut, it was take or be taken. Clothes would come off, lips would come into contact and all sense and logic would go out the window, only to be replaced by sheer desire and passion. Oh, just the very thought had her pretty much quaking in her knees, finding it almost a chore to keep standing. She needed him. Her want turned into complete need and there would be no going back. Not that she was looking back. Only ahead.
 
He opened his door quickly and got out. He took a second to lock the car before following her right to the door. As she stood there he came up behind her. One arm wrapped around her, pulling her back against his body. His bulge pressed against her. He leaned his head over her shoulder and kissed along her neck. His other hand blindly reached forward with his house key until it finally fit in the slot and he unlocked and opened the door. He pushed forward with her, quickly through the door. He pulled the key out and then kicked the door shut behind them. He turned her so she was facing him and he kissed her with all his passion and desire. His lips were locked onto hers. His hands moved over her body, loosening her clothes, getting them ready to pull off once they stopped kissing.
 
As he came up behind her, she leaned back into him, a rush of excitement swimming through her as she felt his hardness pressed against her. Tilting her head, she let out a shaky breath, desperately wanting to get in. She had half a mind to jump his bones then and there in broad night time. Fatefully, the door opened and she walked in and once it was shut, her hands moved to his clothes, hastening to get them off, as her lips responded to his, kissing back in a fiery passion. She started moving towards the bedroom, pulling him along though she had a feeling they wouldn't make it. Hopefully he was fine with christening the floor, if it already wasn't.
 
In less than a minute there was a pile of clothes by the door. She had started moving down the hallway, taking him with her. He quickly lifted her up and started carrying her. He held her in a way that she could wrap her arms and legs around him, giving them as much physical contact as possible. It also caused his hardened length to rub between her legs. He realised too late how much teasing it was. It was nearly torture. He got half way down the hall toward the bedroom when he could no longer stand it. He needed her right then. He turned and pressed her up against the wall, pinning her in place. His lips stayed meshed with hers for a few seconds longer, then he spoke a few words slightly muffled by her lips. "I hope you're ready. I can't wait." He shifted a little and got himself pressed against her. The position didn't allow waiting, teasing, or a pause of any kind. He slid into her right away and then he pulled back from her just a bit. She was no longer pinned and her weight lowered her onto him, burying his length deep inside her hot, wet little hole.
 
Wrapping her arms and legs around him, her lips stayed to his in heated kisses, her hands moving around into his hair. She could feel him against her and also able to tell just how quickly he was trying to get them to his bed but to no avail. She couldn't wait anymore either, even if they were pretty close. Up against the wall, she let out a quickened breath and looked at him, nodding slowly, awaiting his entrance into her. When it finally happened, she let out a loud moan, her hands resting on his shoulders now, nails digging in. Her breathing cut short into pants and she rest her head back against the wall, closing her eyes. Just in time. Feeling herself taking him in deeper as her body lowered, she wrapped a leg around his waist and pulled him back into her, kissing him deeply and hotly. It was unimaginable pleasure.
 
Eric winced for a split second when Astoria dug her nails into his shoulders, but soon he was ignoring the pain. Once he was buried completely inside her he had her pinned up against the wall again. Their lips seemed stuck together. The kisses were wonderful. He started to move his hips back and forth, thrusting deep into her and pulling out as far as he could. He breasts were crushed against his chest. His hands were under her, supporting her and keeping her from falling. Her body was amazing. The feelings she gave him were beyond anything he could have ever imagined, or dreamt of before. He moaned into her lips, unable to contain himself.
 
Her breathing quickened as her heart was pounding through her chest. Her body was on fire and every little thing he was doing to her was sending her further over that amazing edge. Her moans could not at all be subsided and she found herself divulging further into the wonderfulness that was them having sex or making some kind of affection. With each movement, her body reacted, her hips pushed into his and even through their decadent kissing, it became harder to stay quiet. It felt something more than on the cliff. There was a certain fire a certain hotness that was so delectable that it radiated through her and made the pleasure all the more intense. It was amazing. Pure carnal amazement.
 
Eric's every sense was combining for the greatest pleasure he'd ever felt. The taste of her lips against his. The smell of it all. The sound of her moans and their bodies moving together. The feeling of her surrounding him and squeezing him as he drove himself deep into her. When his eyes opened even the sight of her face turned him on more. Their bodies reacted to eachother as if in some sort of dance. Some perfectly executed dance. Her body amazed him. It was soft, wet, hot, and very tight. He couldn't hold on much longer. He moaned into her lips and then forced himself to break the kiss for just a moment. He spoke as quickly as possible, words escaping between moans. "I'm close. I'm going to cum soon." It was all he could get out before their lips met again and he kissed her with an intense passion. He felt himself losing his control and a very distinct feeling in his groin. Any moment, he knew it would happen. At that point it was inevitable.
 
With each thrust into her even more, her body writhed, clenched and tightened. It felt like she was losing all sense in her legs and was incredibly thankful that he was supporting her and keeping her up. She felt weak at the knees from the pleasure and it was bubbling up. If anyone could black out from such intense pleasure, this would be the case. And as he brought her closer to her peak and her end, she felt her body nearly explode with this delightful yet crazy feeling; the feeling of her orgasm creeping over with this feverish need to outburst. It was quite possibly far more than their earlier encounter on the cliff. Astoria felt like she could cry; she wanted to scream; hold onto him for the life of her. Instead, as he warned her and their lips found each others again, her arms wrapped more comfortably around his neck, her moans loud and near to screams but muffled by the presence and actions of his lips. As he neared his peak and hers rounded around the corner, she succumbed and let it flood over her like a mass tsunami. Her lips broke from his, unable to quieten herself and it washed over her, she nearly screamed, her head against the wall and her grip around him tightened all over--though not to the point of strangulation by any means. Tears came to her eyes. It wasn't excruciating pain or any kind of pain. It was just...so good. She couldn't help but cry. It was bound to happen and with him, it definitely was no surprise.
 
The intense feeling just built up more as he noticed her reaction to him changing. She was starting to tighten up even more. A few last thrusts and he got lost in the moment. He drove deep into her. At that instant she reached her climax. She squeezed him hard and it sent him over the edge. He moaned her name as their lips came apart. With the last syllable of her name turning into a groan he came. A moment of swelling, then his release. His body pressed hers against the wall. In that way he rode the wave of pleasure. As he came down he held her close. He couldn't move, nor did he want to. He caught his breath and kissed her softly. He looked into her eyes and was very happy. Once again he didn't know what would happen in the future, but he didn't care. At that moment it was just the two of them and it was perfect.
 
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