| Century and Todd Sex Secne | ||||
| The world was hazy as Century sat on Todd�s bed next to him. He leaned forward and gave her a light kiss on her cheek that soon moved to her neck. Not knowing what to really do and needing the extra stability Century put her arms around him, moving her head to the side to give him better access. His hands were warm when they slipped up her shirt to pull it up. He had to break the contact of his lips and her skin to take her shirt off. Next was her bra which was easy to remove with his nimble fingers. Her upper body now bear, Todd moved lower to the area just above her breasts. His hands caressing her sides and hips. Laying her back gently on the bed he slipped a hand down to the front of the geans she wore. Pausing his kisses he looked back up to her flushed face as if to reassure that this is indeed what Century wanted and to give her every opportunity to stop if she so chooses. Not seeing any sign that she wanted him to cease he used his other hand and undid the single button on the geans soon followed by the zipper. Sliding his hands around to her back he slipped them down into the top of her pants slowly working the pants and panties lower, past her toned thighs. Sitting back he gave a few soft tugs and her legs were free. As she laid there looking at him, her eyes slightly glazed from the alcohol, he knew there was not going to any objections. She was smiling at him, a dreamy expression on her face. He leaned forward again and covered her smaller frame with his as he stroked her chest, beginning to kiss her nubs on the tips of her breast. One hand reached for his drawer and pulled out one of the small packages inside. Opening it he put it on and looked once again to the young women beneath him.
�Are you sure Cen?� The question was quite, but sounded much louder in the small room. Century gave a steady nod, never breaking eye contact. Todd returned the gesture and slid his hips between her legs. She could feel his length at her opening, could feel as it pulsed. The memory of watching him stroke himself in the shower briefly flashing to her mind before he dipped his head lower to meet his lips to hers. They were soft, just as she imagined they were. The kiss throwing her off until she felt the pain of his manhood penetrating her. Century�s face scrunched up a little and there was a slight hitch in her breath that made Todd slow his progress. He deepened the kiss and stroked her cheek in an apologetic gesture. Hating that he was causing her pain, but beginning to loose ground to his hormones. Once fully seated inside he broke the kiss waiting for her to give the sign that she was ready to continue. The sign came when she moved to wrap her legs around him. It was slow at ro beginning. Within minutes the two of them had found a rhythm. He keep a constant pace, rocking back and forth. Century was lost in the feeling and pleasure of Todd filling her. She could feel herself approaching her peak and when Todd shifted slightly and hit something inside her making her gasp in surprise. Todd recognizing the sign he did it again and was rewarded with another loader sound from her as she shivered, riding the waves of pleasure. Sometime in mists of there sexual activity their pace had quickened. Her pain was long forgotten. She could be back in Everworld ready to face death and probably wouldn�t know or even care, of only she could make this last forever. It wasn�t over though. Todd continued his motions as their bodies rubbed together, she could feel it building again. Todd moved faster, his breathing heavy, getting closer to his own release. This time Century couldn�t contain it. She screamed and tighten her legs around his waist, arms going around him once again to press him closer to her. The feeling of her tightening around him, the scream of pleasure, He couldn�t help but follow. One final thrust and he fell the orgasm explode throughout his body. Todd collapsed down next to her shivering in the same manner, out of breath. Porpping himself up on one elbow he watched as she slowly came back to reality. The high produced by the climax fading. He bent down and gave one final kiss to her lips, pushing a few unruly strands of hair out of the way and back behind her ear. He heard the soft whisper of �thank you� before she feel into an exhausted sleep, snuggling into the curve of his neck and shoulder when he laid back down beside her, pulling the make shift covering form his earlier trip to the kitchen up to cover her. When he was sure she was asleep, he slid out of the bed and went to see about getting cleaned up. |
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