Forbidden Desires

After dropping Sky and Sierra to Sky’s flat the two couples decided on going to Liam’s house for some lunch and movie.

A lunch the four planned to cook themselves, the only flaw to this plan was none of them knew how to cook and yet to them this seemed like the kind of idea that would allow them to bond.

Aiyana had just taken a bath in Liam’s guest room to find Chris lying on the bed waiting for his turn. He had stripped himself into a pair of jeans as his eyes hooded with sleep. He looked nothing short of sėxy. His attention was not focused on her but she knew she wanted his eyes on her right now. She wanted him to watch her the way he had yesterday in the lake.

Reached between her brėȧsts she untied the knot that held her towel in place, holding it open by the edge of the towel.

Chris’ eyes widened as he watched her take away the only thing that covered Aiyana’s body. Reacting instantly to her nudity.

Watching her tease him. She took the towel in one hand and started at her face. The cloth brushing gently on her cheeks and then she extended her neck, letting her hair falling loosely on her shoulders as the towel slowly wiped her neck.

Her brėȧsts were next. It started with running between her two brėȧsts and the along its side. Then she looked down at my crotch. Eying the erection and smiled.

Dropping the towel all together, Aiyana palmed the underside of her brėȧst letting her thumb brush against the hardened nɨppŀė. Her eyes partially closed as Chris moved closer.

“Watch me Chris.” Aiyana whispered her voice heavy with arousal as her thumb rolled the nɨppŀė around.

Biting his lip, Chris held on to the head of the bed, willing himself from touching her. From finally tasting her skin the way his tongue craved to.

Aiyana took the nɨppŀė between her thumb and forefinger and pulled at it.

Hard.

Letting out a strained mȯȧn, feeling her own fingers giving her an intense pŀėȧsurė. Opening her eyes she watched Chris. His fixed on her. He lifted his gaze from her brėȧst; ŀɨċkɨnġ his chapped lips he met her gaze.

“Don’t stop my beautiful angel. Please don’t stop.”

His words aroused Aiyana further still; she felt it dripping between her legs as her hands slowly worshipped her own skin for the first time. Felling more beautiful than she ever had before.

Her fingers slowly skimming across her own belly and down to her thɨġhs, spreading her legs ever so slightly before her fingers parted her lips. Her own fingers slipping over the slickness between her legs.

When, her finger finally glided over the swollen bud of her sėx she whimpered. Her sounds bring Chris to the edge. He was never this aroused in his entire life. Helplessly his own fingers pushed the buŧŧon of his jeans out of the hole, making room for his hand to slide into his boxers.

Aiyana’s doe eyes widened as she realized what Chris was doing. And that she was doing it.

Her finger flicked her ċŀɨt again as she whispered, “Bring it out Chris, let me watch what I am doing to you. Let me see how you pŀėȧsurė yourself. Let me see you.”

Chris abided to her request. In an instant he stood up and pushed his jeans with the boxers down his long legs. His erection standing proudly in front of Aiyana. She let out a gasp, marveling at his size. He was huge.

Her hand stilled at her ċŀɨtȯrɨs as she watched Chris’ fist himself. Slow, guiding strokes along his long length. Her own sėx becoming even more wet without even a touch.

“Aiyana. Touch yourself.”

Their eyes met in desperation before she inserted a finger inside her sėx. Sliding in and out of her ċunt.

“Yes baby, just like that” Chris mȯȧnėd. “Just like that”

Her movements became more vigorous as she watched Chris’ hands stroke himself.

“Come with me Chris. Come with me” Aiyana mȯȧnėd.

She watched Chris stroke himself one last time before he shot out, still watching Aiyana in the throes of her ȯrġȧsm.