Pushing the Envelope [Machiavelli & Sigr]

Her responses made him smile, and he definitely noticed how fixed her eyes were on the prominent manhood as it was revealed to her, the breaths from her lips slightly ragged. That desire-filled attention made him squirm a little, throbbing with tense, nervous desire. But as she told him to stay still, he nodded softly, standing in place while continuing to enjoy the view of her body, particularly how her curves bounced enticingly when she moved. She moved around him, inspecting, and that - that aroused him a great deal. For a moment he felt like a prize, her prize, and now she was examining what she had won. It was thrilling.

He could feel the whisper of her skin against his, so close, and he resisted the urge to shift into the sensation, to feel it more and more and more. Her next instruction caught him slightly by surprise, but he should have expected something, and obeyed. The cool touch of metal surprised him as well, but he didn't utter either of the safewords as they clicked into place around his wrists, restraining him. Giving the restraints a little jerk to test them, met with the resistance he'd expected. His heart pounded excitedly, and he pressed back against her as she leaned into him, her head against his torso. He wanted to feel her against him, to touch and to taste and to hold.

Of course, he knew that she was aware of that, and that she was teasing him. But this is what he'd wanted, what he'd imagined. To let the woman take control of the moment, to determine who got touched and when, but most importantly how. She would lead the sexiness, how she wanted, when she wanted. His heart throbbed, and he was certain she could hear his excitement in how it beat, her ear against his spine as he tested the handcuffs again, if only to remind himself that they were there. By now he was flushed a light pink, harder than stone, and more than ready to please.

Or to simply squirm for her. Whatever the lady desired.
 
Small sighs and the occasional clattering of the handcuffs were the only sounds that broke the silence during those seconds, no utterance of any words and more importantly, not the yellow or red vocables. Amanda rested her hands on Nick's shoulders, soon caressing his back as her arms traced down, those lean arms bound together by metal just above his buttocks. Amanda made sure that Nick was properly bound but that the cuffs weren't tight enough to cause him any circulatory troubles, grazing his buttocks nonchalantly but without much intention in the process.

Amanda circled to his front once more, letting Nick observe her aroused yet controlled expression and admiring his face in return. "You are so beautiful" Amanda said caressing his face, "so attractive" continued, her right hand lowering to his torso, playing with that impressive tattoo and his lean physique, "so needy" she finished, her hand lowering to groin height and yet avoiding his penis, resting on his hip instead. She leaned against his side, her plush body against his hard one, making him feel a lot of what he couldn't touch given the restraints.

Going full circle to his back once more, Amanda had her right hand on the chain between the cuffs while her left rested flat against the middle of his back, ready to guide him wherever she pleased. "So the bedroom is that way..." she guessed without much trouble, pushing him in that direction, taking the action somewhere more comfortable. With her eyes appraising his every breath, gesture and sound, Amanda had little time to worry about her environment, but now that she had a bed she could give Nick his gift, his dessert.

Amanda carefully sat him on the edge of the bed, being aware that his balance could be compromised and climbing herself on top of it afterwards. Sitting herself upright with her back against the headboard of the bed, Amanda was a sight to behold with her legs wide open if Nick glanced at her. Soon she helped him closer and closer to her, but perhaps not as he could have expected, as he could soon feel her breasts on his back, as Amanda nested Nick between her meaty legs, using those to keep his lean ones open as well. That way Amanda could reach around and take care of him, masturbate that delicious looking cock as if it was her own.

Her hands wrapped his torso from behind, pulling him even closer, leaning him against her comfortable form, and when she got a position she liked where she could also kiss and nibble at his neck, Amanda was ready to begin.
 
She circled around him again, and he shivered a little, feeling her eyes on his body, seeing the arousal in her gaze, and hearing those words of appreciation for his form. He blushed lightly, then her hand slid down his torso, down toward the throbbing arousal between his legs. But she didn't touch him there, instead brushing over his hip, and he let out a soft whimper of need, even as she commented on how needy he was. His cock throbbed, already threatening to drip with precum. This scene was more hot than he could have imagined, and they were only barely scratching the surface of what could be.

Returning behind him, she guided him forward, down the hall, into his bedroom - a clean, tidy area, the walls were empty of frames. But here, lines like circuitry seemed to be set over the walls, metallic and shimmery, decorating the space in a simple but interesting manner. She helped him to the edge of the bed - a gesture he greatly appreciated, not at all used to being cuffed like this.

She moved into the bed to, and he turned to look at her. Her legs were spread, and her full body exposed. "O-ooh..." Nick breathed, more than aroused by the view he was presented, even as she began to guide him into her embrace. It was strange, feeling her pressed against him from behind. Her legs wrapped around to tangle into his, keeping them apart while her head rested over one of his shoulders her, lips pressed close to his neck.
 
"Your body is so, so tempting" Amanda whispered, her head resting on Nick's shoulder. Her hands were busy around his chest for now, tracing along his collarbone, pinching his nipples, grazing his ribs. Both of them had been exposed to each other in all their glory, an embarrassing though of course, but now any shame she could feel was drowned into the closeness, the intimacy that they shared. Amanda kissed his neck over and over again, her teeth scrapping along the skin, feeling him twitch and tense before nibbling on his earlobe. "Mmm, dessert..." she cooed, having not only the pleasure of playing with him, but also a share of fun.

It was time to stop with the foreplay and finally dare to do what she wanted, what made her heart beat so strong that it felt like it was going out her throat. Amanda kept herself steady for both their sakes, she couldn't seem afraid or nervous to Nick, as that would disrupt the magic of the moment. "Lets see what you have here..." Amanda said, lust dripping from her every word, as her right hand wandered down Nick's lean abdomen, brushing through that neatly trimmed pubic hair until she finally took hold of her prize and grabbed at it.

Warm and heftier than Amanda had expected, the live feel of Nick's cock in her hand was wonderful, feeling his pulse, his eagerness through it, through that physical extension of his desire. Amanda tentatively tugged at it, seeing the foreskin reveal his whole engorged head as she pulled, partially covering it as she retreated. The idea of feeling such a thing inside her was intoxicating, but not that night, it was too soon for such an encounter. That didn't mean they couldn't have their fun, that was for sure. "It's really big" she hushed, before taking her hand away from it.

Wet slurping sounds came from behind as Amanda licked and drooled on her own right hand, soon coming into Nick's view in all its glistening glory, as it slowly moved down to his groin. "Lets see how much you last" she said, having no real aims for that first encounter of theirs, licking his ear. Amanda didn't mean to deny his pleasure, just wanted to cause it and see how it went, serving as a base for future encounters. Just having him on cuffs was already more than exciting enough for such a first time. Amanda coated his rigid cock in her own saliva, soon picking up a slow pace while Nick got accustomed to her presence there and Amanda could find a grip that both of them where comfortable with.

He was so big in her hand, so lean and hot against her chest that it was maddening, his closeness, how his hair smelled clean and masculine exciting Amanda more and more. As the voluptuous woman got more and more aroused, her hand picked up the pace, and soon those telling wet sounds that came from Nick's groin were louder and louder. Amanda didn't have practice jerking off guys, that much she was aware of, but she was well informed and read, so she shifted rhythms, switched her focus from the shaft to the head and then back, and did her best to read Nick's twitches and sounds. The posture didn't allow for her to comfortably play with his balls so she saved that for another time, allowing her free left hand to caress his chest and keep him close.

As the lewd moment went on, Amanda was so focused on his cock that didn't realize a couple of things. The first was that she was getting so wet that it was a palpable, noticeable moisture on her groin and inner thighs. The second was that with his hands cuffed at his back and how close she kept him, it was a matter of time that Nick noticed how close her pussy was, how he had access to that warm pool of pleasure that Amanda hid there.
 
Nick let out a shaky breath as her teeth scraped across his skin, and openly moaned a soft, quiet moan as she took his length in her hand, stoking him slowly and tentatively for the first time. He throbbed in her hand, loving how her touch felt. She whispered that soft compliment of how big he was and he smiled shakily, turning his head slightly toward her. "I hear that's a good thing." He teased gently. His eyes widened slightly as she lubed her hand with her own saliva, and then groaned once more as the slick, glistening hand coated him, stroking him. His hips jumped a little, excited by her touch and her words to see how long he'd last.

Her other hand caressed over his chest, her tongue gently caressing his ear, and he let himself go into the sensations of the moment. Every so often, little moans of pleasure would escape him, particularly as her fingers slid over his sensitive head. It was heavenly, and he held none of his heavy, hot breaths or low moans back.

A few moments later, he noticed the moist heat near his fingers, and his eyes widened as he suddenly understood what it was. Blushing deeply, taking a breath, he shifted slightly, taking a chance in the moment and exploring a bit himself. Bending his elbows, his fingers darted between her legs, dexterous as they slowly traced through the red pubic hair above her slit. Then, unchecked, they slowly moved down, caressing and playing slowly through her damp, hot folds, wandering playfully and with an exploratory manner, feeling her under his touch for the first time.

After all, just because he was bound, didn't mean he couldn't have some fun too.
 
"You like it, right?" Amanda giggled, having her share of fun with Nick's hard cock, changing her pace, slowly adapting to what it was clear it worked, but without giving too much of it, keeping the rhythm and her focus within reasonable boundaries. "Don't hold them in, let me hear you moan" she whispered, taking small kisses and nibbles from ear to shoulder, delighting herself on how his neck tensed once in a while. "The sound is so obscene, so wet" Amanda kept talking dirty, unaware of the small shift in Nick's position. "Don't you wonder how would it be to-" she started to tease, but Amanda didn't get to finish the sentence as a hiss cut it short, taking in a sharp breath as she felt his fingers fumble around her pussy.

Amanda moaned and gasped, hiding her face in the neck she had been playing with moments ago, her breath sounding muffled as her red curls spread all around. Her tugging on his dick paused, her grip tightening slightly but not enough to be a nuisance. "Fuck... you naughty boy..." she managed to utter after a few moments, her voice still trembling a bit. It wasn't just Nick's exploration, his fingers on her lips and how that aroused her. It was also the fact that she was finally aware of how wet she was, and how the dreamlike situation affected her as well. The pause allowed her to regain her focus, to be back in control even if now she was able to get some very personal pleasure beyond how fun it was to jerk Nick off.

"Go on, finger me" Amanda instructed, pulling him as close as the posture allowed, her breasts squished against his back. "Don't make me do all the job" she dared to add, slowly swinging and gyrating her hips a bit, sending the clear message that Nick was the one that had to finger her even the difficult position, not just Amanda getting herself off with his hands even if she could. Amanda's jerking off resumed, a bit more unsteady than before as her focus was split, but now her pace hastened, her approach merciless. She didn't mind Nick cumming soon, she wanted to look at it, to feel the pleasure she brought him even if that meant she wouldn't reach her own orgasm, as it would be pleasant for the both of them even in different ways. If after it she wanted to have a climax of her own, that could be easily arranged after all.
 
"Yes..." He moaned, panted, more than happy to communicate his pleasure to her. The shy creature he normally was seemed subdued by his own pleasure and lust, letting him come out of his shell and let himself go in her hands. As she cursed called him a naughty boy, he squirmed slightly, another moan escaping him, blush flushing over his body. Still, he made a little sound of approval, as if confirming that he was, indeed, very naughty.

With her encouragement, he slid a finger inside of her, moving slowly through the folds of her pussy, sliding up to circle her clit before pushing back into her deeply, keeping with the movement of her hips and the rhythm she had set for the two of them. Her strokes grew faster and he moaned, back arching. "God... fuck..." He panted hips bucking slightly. Their hips brushed together, and even as his pleasure caused him to squirm he did him best to keep pleasuring her with his fingers, despite the awkward angle. In fact, he gave it all the more effort for that angle, wanting to overcome this little challenge and satisfy her.

All the same, her hand was relentless and pleasurable, and soon he was gasping and panting, skin warm and cock throbbing in her hand. "Ahhh... Amanda... fuck, I'm going to cum!" he breathed heavily, hips bucking roughly as he approached the edge of orgasm, muscles tensing as he tried to hold back, just in case she had other plans.
 
The awkward nature of the position only served to excite Amanda more, to make her grind her pussy against Nick's fingers, enjoying how he explored blindly the best he could. Clumsy and unpredictable, Nick's touch of her wet folds was enticing, but Amanda had other stuff in mind that involved his pleasure first, not hers. With that plan, Amanda hastened her pace as much as she could, her hand but a blur on Nick's slick cock, and it wasn't long before she could feel a peculiar throb, accompanied by Nick's gasping warning. Amanda shifted posture, sliding under Nick's right arm and no longer supporting him as much. Before he could climax Amanda was now by his side instead of under him, and she soon took a deep breath and leaned over. Part of the show was obscured by that red mane of hers, but what was going on couldn't be mistaken for anything else.

Her pussy missed Nick's gentle caresses and touches, but Amanda was busy with something she wanted to do and could be an interesting experience for them both. Taking the engorged head of Nick's cock between her lips, resting its almost bursting tip on her tongue, Amanda soon resumed the jerking off, ready to take Nick's load in and neatly swallow it. Amanda wouldn't admit it, but she had never done anything of sorts, so her experience was limited, but she wasn't going to let that scare her. She had tried to get some practice with a squirt bottle and condensed milk at home, but besides satisfying her sweet tooth it wasn't much of a practice, as she was about to realize.

Amanda's left hand pulled her hair back, offering not only Nick a perfect view of what was going on, but also allowing her to look at his face while it happened. Getting herself ready to take his cum and swallow every drop of it no matter what, Amanda sucked on his head while jerking his shaft on, eager to finally taste Nick.
 
Nick was already squirming as she stroked him with a furious passion, his head tilted back as he gasped, not holding back his sounds of pleasure. Her lips wrapped around the very tip of him and he stiffened, moaning softly, his eyes dropping down to look at her just as she brushed her hair away, the tip of her tongue brushing gently under the head of his cock. She continued stroking, and his back arched.

"Oh fuck, Amanda! Ah!" He gasped, his voice a little higher than usual, his body shaking, a look of pleasure washing over his face as he reached the peak of his orgasm. His body shook and trembled in an intense sensation, eyes locking with hers before losing focus. Thick, hot cum pulsed from him as he groaned, his cock throbbing in her hand and between her lovely lips.

As his orgasm began to fade, his body began to relax more, his breathing a little heavy as he came down off the high. "God... That was amazing..." He panted softly, blushed red from both the intensity of his orgasm and a little shy embarrassment of how vocal and wildly intense the moment had just been. Only then did he realized that his arms had been straining against the cuffs during his orgasm, and now that he relaxed, he could feel the lines in his skin where the cuffs had cut into him. Not breaking skin, but definitely marked from the bonds.

And he found that he secretly loved it.
 
"Hmm!" Amanda moaned into Nick's cock as soon as the strength of his orgasm caught her by surprise, thinking she was able to handle it. She did her best to keep going and swallow all of it, even if his shaking, throbbing and trembling didn't make it any easier. It didn't taste bad, somewhat muted and salty, but the texture wasn't easy to handle, even if Amanda managed to get all of it and gulp it down. How the neat Nick lost control on the peak of his orgasm was a sight to see and something Amanda wanted to cause as frequently as possible, something that terribly excited her. Amanda licked the remains from his tip, leaving him clean as she gulped the last remains of his pleasure before talking. "We both got dessert" she said with a smile, warm at first, but soon turning a bit sly as she reached behind Nick and used a small safety button to open the cuffs.

Amanda caressed and kissed his hands, specially around the marks they left, teasing them with the tip of her tongue, but there was still more she wanted to do, more she needed judging by the heat on her groin. Amanda pulled Nick down the bed so no longer he was against the headboard but just flat on the mattress. Her voluptuous form jiggled as she climbed his body on all fours, making sure her breasts smacked against his face before continuing upwards until she was straddling his head. Minutes ago he was blindingly fingering it, but now he could see Amanda's glistening pussy in all its glory, how her ample thighs shined as her nectar trickled down. A small drop hanged from one of her red pubes before falling down to his face.

"Don't make me fuck your face" she said, her voice clearly wavering in anticipation. "You have your hands free now, grab me" Amanda added, one of her hands caressing her copious backside, the other on her soft belly. "Grope me, caress me" she continued. "But most of all, taste me" she finished, widening her stance a bit so her groin was now suffocatingly close, the aroma of her arousal more than present that close.
 
As his orgasm came down, his eyelid fluttered slightly, groaning softly in the afterglow of pleasure. Her tongue swirled over his tip once more, causing his hips to buck slightly at the sensation on his increasingly-sensitive cock. Her words made him give her a little smile, his shyness clearly washed away by the thrill and excitement of their exploration together. "We did!" He said, wiggling his hips slightly in pleasure, a different kind than before.

She undid the cuffs and traced over the lines they'd left, coaxing soft little sounds from his lips, her hands and mouth caressing over those marks gently. Letting out a soft, surprised 'Oh!' as he was tugged down onto the bed, he practically purred as she scaled him, taking the opportunity to kiss or nibble at anything that came near enough - his lips and tongue playing over her breasts, then stomach, then thighs as she mounted him.

If he hadn't already reached orgasm, he was fairly certain the threat of fucking his face would have done it. For a brief moment he considered being uppity and stubborn just so she would fuck herself on his face, grind her beautifully delicious sex against his face and bury his head between her beautiful thighs. But ultimately, the desire to please and the curiosity at tasting her for the first time, bringing her to orgasm for the first time... that won out. After all, they both seemed so into each other that it seemed inevitable that he'd get to experience that eventually.

His hands slid up her thighs one slipping over the curve of her ass, the other stretching up to caress over a bountiful breast as his tongue lapped eagerly at the musky arousal that glistened on her thighs. Once he was certain that he'd gotten every bit he could from her thighs, his mouth moved to the source, tongue slowly lapping along her slit, a little moan of pleasure escaping him.
 
"Nice..." Amanda purred, feeling Nick's hands wander her body, as one rested on her plump ass while other caressed past her squishy belly to grope one of her tits. As he hungrily licked her thighs, Amanda was thankful for not being ticklish and focus on his attention, maybe still too gentle. "I'm built to last, don't be afraid to grope me..." she said between gasps, briefly playing with his hair. "My softness yields" she warned, as Amanda wanted to feel his manly fingers all over her. "But doesn't break-ah..." she sighed of pleasure, using both her hands against the wall to support her stance. "Mphhh... you are such a tease..." Amanda said, both aroused and amused, as Nick was taking his sweet time approaching her, and when he finally did so his licking was deliberately slow, focusing on the outside.

Amanda widened her stance further, lowering her hips more. Not enough to outright sit on Nick's face, but she pushed slowly, closer, not only leaning towards the newfound pleasure, but also signaling that she wanted more. She needed more. That way Nick would have it easy, barely having to raise his head from the bed, but she still gave him space to serve her as he deemed appropriate. "It feels so long in there... so alive..." Amanda moaned, unable to see the attention his tongue dispensed her, going by wet sound and feeling alone. Her whole body was an aroused flush, growing crimson specially on her chest and mound, as she felt the slow rise toward her climax, still distant. It was a familiar sensation just in part, as what caused it was utterly new and disorienting, yet incredibly pleasurable.

Amanda's lips uttered less and less instructions, her sounds turning towards being more and more abstract, even if their meaning was obvious. She hissed softly when Nick did something new or attacked a particularly sensitive part, still accustoming to his service, moaned and quietly grunted when he nailed his approach and drove her mad, gasped when he exceeded expectations and left her short of breath. "Ah... mph... fuck! Oh, oh, yes... Uhm- there..." Amanda did her best to stay in charge, but the service was excellent and surprising, so she was just focused on her own pleasure and that made being very vocal quite a hard task.
 
As her words hinted for a more aggressive touch, Nick took the hint, grabbing at her more firmly, pulling her toward his mouth as he devoted himself to his delicious task, tongue working over her sex. Her little accusation of being a tease made him smile, and he paused to nibble on her thigh, as if to confirm her words. The thick, musky scent of her filled his nose as he lapped at her parted lips, moaning softly in response to the wonderful sounds she made as her body shifted above him. A soft touch on her hips, pulling her down encouraged her, as if signalling that she could use his face however she pleased, even as his tongue worked in those sensitive folds.

He was attentive, carefully aware of every time he left her breathless of he got a particularly pleased sound out of her. He repeated those things, learning to do those particular things again and again, picking up a rhythm and learning what paths she loved having his tongue wander.

Most enjoyably, however, he got the wonderful view up her body, legs spread, pussy lewdly open, pink and dripping as his tongue slid through it, her curvy form over him as hey lay back. She was clearly on top and in control of the moment, free to use his face for her own pleasures however she pleased, and that face was enough to keep him aroused and hot, despite having reached an orgasm not minutes before.

God, this was the hottest thing he'd never imagined.
 
As Nick's fingers dug into her pliable flesh, marking her in white for seconds after he moved elsewhere, as his mouth worked her pussy better and better, making her moans louder, Amanda was in paradise. Her curvy sweaty body twisted and squirmed atop his face, a queen sitting on the best of thrones, and the higher the pleasure, the wider her legs opened, the more she yielded into his face. As her orgasm approached the room echoed with their obscene music, it was going to be a big one and Amanda wanted it soon, wanted it now.

Using not a hand but her whole left forearm against the bead head wall to support her, Amanda afforded herself the luxury of lowering her right one into her groin. Her target wasn't her own body though, but her lover's, her boyfriend's ruffled brown hair. "Fuck! I want to cum! I'm going to cum!" Amanda breathed through gasps and moans. "Suck on my clit!" she shouted, as if with her right hand pulling on his hair had other choice. Amanda's pussy was his whole world at that moment, her thighs the universe, and in such a position there was nothing but her, as for Amanda there was nothing more than Nick, trapped between her legs.

With a final yell, a loud moan, Amanda locked her hips, pushing herself against Nick one last time before twitching in bursts, her groin fluid with pleasure. It lasted forever and was at the same time like a short explosion, but it took a while for Amanda to ride her orgasm until she was able to collect herself a bit and move her sex away from Nick's face. Slipping down like a wave of pleasure, Amanda adjusted herself to lay by his side instead of atop his face, staring at Nick with love ridden half lidded eyes. "You were amazing" she complimented, getting closer, clearly in a cuddly mood. Small pecks let her partake of her own taste as she kissed Nick, but she didn't mind it, she was just beaming happy, even if it was obvious that with a day that long she was risking to doze off right there and then.
 
He felt her fingers tangle into his hair and her words, thick and delicious with pleasured moans, and he focused diligently, following her shouted orders to suck on her sensitive clit, his tongue swirling over the bud before darting into her. He lost himself between her legs, just letting go and licking, sucking, and lapping to his heart's desire, feeling her tense up as she pushed her sex more firmly down against him mouth - it was so hot he was soon moaning into it as well.

Her orgasm hit and her hips bucked against his face, her wetness now splattered across his chin and cheeks, her body practically riding him to the finish line, and he delighted in it, feeling her wet lips grinding against his face and her taste on his tongue.

Soon enough, however, she slowly came down, slipping down from her position above him to cuddle up to his side, her warm body pressed to his, little kisses shared between them as she complimented him. "Thank you. I can only imagine I'll get better with practice." He teased softly, smiling a little playful smile at her. Her eyes were half-closed, and he could tell that she might doze off with him in this cuddly, warm moment, the afterglow around them delightful. "Stay?" He said quietly, the single word hesitant, but he wanted her to stay. He just wasn't sure if she'd be willing to lay with him here, to stay with him for a night for the first time together.
 
"Oh, we both will get time to practice... don't doubt it..." Amanda's kisses and caresses grew lazier, her words almost slurred. Basking in the afterglow and having been on the library since early had taken a dent into her stamina and it showed, slowly shuffling and cuddling into a more comfortable spot besides Nick. His one word question made Amanda open her eyes wide, that monosyllabic invitation catching her unaware. She shouldn't, specially when her home was so close and it wasn't a big thing to just walk there, but wasn't her body just asking for her to stay? What was so bad about just sleeping there? Most of the dominant women of the literature she liked were aloof, always in charge, barely a gap in the armor of their personalities... and she was like that, or she thought she wanted to be. What kind of woman in charge would just let herself be seen so vulnerable so soon?

But if she was in charge, that meant to take her own choices without being influenced, right? Maybe she was just rationalizing what she wanted, but Amanda had made a choice. "I'll accept the invitation" she said, taking a couple of kisses on Nick's neck before nesting there. Her voluptuous body wrapped him from one side, adapting and moving finding a mutual shared space, partly finding comfort on his presence, partly protecting him of the outside world. "Emil is tasked with opening the bookstore tomorrow morning, so I can be lazy for once..." Amanda noted, her words slow again, feeling at ease with her decision. Had Amanda remembered that she had left her kinky Internet order package open at the back of the store maybe she would have made a different choice, but right then, right there, drifting into sleep wrapping Nick safely was all she had in mind.
 
Nick made a soft sound of approval at her words, his own consciousness slowly slipping away as well. "Thank you." He said simply, wanting it to be clear that her staying was something he wanted, her fulfilling another desire of his, not simply accepting an invitation. Or perhaps that was all it was. He was too tired to try and figure that out.

Their bodies mingled together as they fell slowly into sleep, her body curling around him, warm and comfortable. He felt safe in her embrace, and the bed was warm and comfortable as he slipped off to sleep.

He awoke the next morning around nine, slipping from the bed to the bathroom, brushing his teeth and taking a comb through his hair briefly. He shrugged on a button down shirt and pulled on some boxers before making his way to the kitchen, putting a pot of coffee on as he began to make breakfast. After all, why pass up another opportunity to cook for his... girlfriend. Yes, his girlfriend. Mmm, that was still delightfully strange.

Soon the air of the kitchen filled with the soft sizzling of bacon and sausage, and he began mixing pancake batter in a bowl, humming quietly as he moved around the kitchen, in his own little world as he worked, carefully pouring the batter into a skillet and preparing a small stack of pancakes for them to share. That stack went into the oven to stay warm as he finished the rest of the food, more than pleased with what he'd produced. He hoped Amanda would be as well.
 
After struggling with slightly stuck eyes and light sensitivity, Amanda was startled for a brief moment when she noticed she wasn't on her bed. Soon enough she not only recognized the place but also remembered the wonderful day she had, so she stretched like a lazy cat, taking advantage of having the bed all for herself. Small and distant sounds came from outside the bedroom, but Amanda just didn't care much, enjoying how well she felt with what had happened and how it went, even if she missed waking up next to him. That only made more plans pop in her lewd mind, storing them in a bloated folder of future encounters with her wonderful boyfriend, but now it was time to get up. After a quick visit to the bedroom's toilet, Amanda noticed the clothing predicament she was in, and not wanting to get dressed in yesterday's clothes just yet, she still had to go out to the house and didn't want to do it naked, not yet.

Aware that her voluptuous physique wouldn't fit her boyfriend's borrowed clothes even if she stole some, Amanda decided to wrap her whole self up in the bed sheet, from over her bouncy unrestrained breasts to around her knees. When she exited the dimly lit bedroom into the light of the biggest room in the apartment, she looked as a classically pictured goddess, one that judging for the unruly red locks of hair that went everywhere in a textbook definition of bed hair, really seemed to have more than a pleasant night. "For a moment I was getting ready for a mild scolding for leaving me alone in bed" Amanda said, "but I'm smelling bacon, so all sins are forgiven" she added, getting close to her boyfriend.

"Good morning darling" Amanda finally greeted with a loving kiss, a bit more forceful than a peck but still mostly chaste. She needed both to brush her teeth and a shower, having left that to do list for later on, and still there was something on her natural beauty, on the comfort and control she conducted herself with even in a wrapped up bed sheet that made her not only charming, but attractive.
 
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