Miles stood next to Sydney in the living room
of the apartment. The room lit merely with candles as the shadows bounce off the
walls and their faces. Miles was captivated by her beauty. The two had now been
a couple for a little over four months, yet it always felt like a lifetime. How
being with someone can make you lose a sense of time?
Miles should have been studying for finals in
two weeks but instead he stood in the living room facing Sydney. Enthralled by
the passion he had for her he raised his hands and slid them underneath the silk
long sleeve polo shirt she wore; which just happen to be his. She was very fond
of wearing Miles’ clothing, from dress shirts to his practice shorts. Nothing
fit her yet everything did in an incredibly sexy baggy way. Miles would always
fantasize what she looked like underneath, even when he actually knew. There
were not too many times when Sydney visited that she didn’t raid his clothing.
Miles continued to come up short on clothing when Sydney returned to Winter
Park. It never bothered him in the least.
Sydney had nothing on but his shirt, gliding
his hands upward from her waist - passing her stomach he could hardly feel the
difference of Sydney’s soft skin and that of the silk shirt. He continued
working his hand upward until they found his mark – her breasts. Miles felt the
fullness yet softness of Sydney’s breasts. This always brought and inconceivable
amount of arousability to his own body and why wouldn’t it? Sydney was full of
anticipation. It always seemed like it was their first time exploring each
Miles heard a slight gasp from Sydney’s air
passage as his fingers softly played over her harden nipples. The heat their
bodies started to make increased with each heartbeat they produced. Miles slid
his hands back down toward Sydney’s stomach and left from underneath the shirt.
He now raised them and placed them into the lustrous smooth jet-black hair of
Sydney. Playing in her hair had been an extreme turn-on Miles had found out
months ago. She grabbed at him wildly and pulled him even closer than they were.
Spiking up she kissed him. She could feel him up against her body – all of him.
She wanted him inside her body. She had always enjoyed the feeling he evoked
from her body. Especially the feelings of his penis touching so close to her
glorious prize jewel. She began tugging at Miles’ t-shirt - wanting to pull it
over his head. With it finally off she opened her mouth kissed his chest. She
loved licking and sucking his nipples. Sydney lined her fingers up against his
ribs and dug in slightly to his torso. She could feel his body trembling. She
loved Miles’ body, every inch of it - nothing but pure flawlessness - something
the Greeks gods could only have sculptured. She ran her hands over Miles’
hardened muscles. She would do this all the time when she flirted with him
daily. Now with the atmosphere sexually charged it gave her just as much
pleasure as it was currently giving Miles.
Sydney grabbed at Miles’ manly glory - only
being restrained by the baggy shorts he wore. Miles started to unbutton the
shirt Sydney wore and admired the richness and flawless curves of her body. Her
breast called to him, he lowered his head and with his tongue and lips began
sucking the nipple of her breast. Her shirt fell off her shoulders and landed at
the floor touching the back of her heels. Something about this sent waves over
Sydney’s body. She was completely nude standing before Miles, she did not know
how much longer she could stand, her body was weakening – not for lack of
strength, it was something she could not explain. Something sexual – was there
even a word for this feeling. Miles next slid his fingers into Sydney’s mouth,
the wetness she produced on his fingers aroused him in ways that heightened all
his desires for Sydney at once. He held out to the temptations just a little
longer. Miles raced his hands down the back of her body, lingering around the
back of her inner thighs he found what he was looking for. Sydney was beyond
moist – she was wet. Miles could feel the cream that had released – it now was
smeared long her upper inner thighs.
Moaning with pleasure, Sydney could not wait
for Miles to enter her – for them to be making
love. She sank her fingers into his shorts – typical Miles he was not
wearing any underwear. Miles seldom wore underwear under his shorts in the
house. She was pleased that he wasn’t wearing any now. It was less to contend
with, for she wanted him now! She found his manhood which was throbbing and she
began stroking and massaging it.
She thought, maybe it’s time to
give it a name. Miles grew larger and harder as she teased. Suddenly Miles
lifted Sydney off the floor and carried her into his bedroom.
Placing her softly on the bed he released her.
She laid on her back waiting on Miles in complete darkness to ease his body on
top of hers. Miles obliged Sydney’s thought and placed his strong body on top of
hers. He started kissing her again, her lips, neck, ears, cheeks, breast, navel,
thighs. There was not a spot Miles had missed. Then leaving her thighs he slid
his tongue deeply pass the juices that was being produced from her body and
focused on her clitoris. Sydney’s mind and body abruptly erupted – there was an
explosion coming from within her body. She dug her nails deeply into Miles back,
his muscles felt like hard chiseled stone yet his skin was so smooth and baby
soft. It reminded her of the smoothness of creamy peanut butter.
Unable to withstand the attack Miles’ tongue
had place on her body Sydney pulled at Miles’ head. She had to grab Miles by the
hair to get him to stop. She didn’t know if her body could withstand another
orgasm at that very moment.
They both started to laugh softly. Miles knew
what Sydney was thinking… he had once asked her and she dutifully told him.
Sydney playfully slapped Miles’ head, “You punk. Boy you need to stop that shit.
You are going to kill me. It’s bad enough you know all my weak spots yet you
always insist on giving me multiple orgasms and you still haven’t gotten inside
of me.” Sydney rested a bit, “You are going to tire me out.” Miles looked up
smiling at Sydney, “But you like it.” With that Sydney winked at Miles and
playfully slapped his head again. “Ok Big Head, you just wait your turns coming
up. I hate you Miles D. Jacob,” she said sarcastically. She always used his full
name when she was extremely pleased or mad with him.
Miles didn’t actually have a middle name just
an initial, which was odd. But his parents could not decide on a middle name but
loved the sound of Miles D. Jacob and for that reason they left it with just D.
Growing up they actually called him D for a period until Miles insisted he
wanted to be known only as Miles. Miles could be a little stubborn at times as a
“I hate you too Sydney.” “I hate you even more
D.” They were so in love. “Miles you are going to make me kill you one day.”
Miles smiled and pulled hisself up next to Sydney’s face and lovingly kissed
her. He loved Sydney with all his heart and then some if it was ever possible.
There wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do for her. If it was up to him she would
never want for anything.
Sydney pushed Miles off her and jumped on top
of him. She loved playing rough with him. It was the tomboy in her. “My turn
slick!” She mounted Miles and began seducing him with such pleasurable kisses on
his neck, behind his ears and his soft lips. She sucked on his lips. She enjoyed
this act as much as he did. She thought, maybe
I’ll leave a mark on him, on his chest or stomach, somewhere no one would see. She
continued kissing Miles teasingly and with such intentiveness. Miles was at the
height of a full erection. Miles grabbed the sheets as Sydney tortured his body
with pleasure. Miles could be extremely ticklish. The simple pleasure would
cause spasmodic jerking out of Miles’ body. Sydney knew this and loved to get
this reaction, this was her way of paying Miles back for his seduction of her
body with his tongue.
Sydney canvassed down Miles with her mouth.
Miles knew what was next but could never prepare hisself for the pleasure that
was going to ensue. Delicately Sydney slid his penis into her mouth. The warmth
of her mouth brought Miles to his knees in a sense. Miles was sinking within his
own body, deeper and deeper in an abyss. Oh
God, the pleasures Sydney cast about over his body. She knew this. Another
gulf of pleasure arose over his body as Sydney continued to use her tongue and
mouth to please him. She could sense in Miles’ tenseness that he was on the
verge of exploding in her mouth. Not that she had a problem with thatbut
tonight she wanted every bit of him inside of her. She wanted to have the life
he could give exploding inside her body.
She mounted her body over his hips and
straddled him until she could feel his penis sliding into her wet warm pussy.
Cream was running down her legs. Miles started to slightly rub her clitoris with
his finger and Sydney lost control as she swayed her hips rhythmically to his
motion. Miles thrusting his hips upward to give Sydney maximum erotic sexual
lascivious pleasure. He snapped hisself up into a sitting position and held
Sydney tightly as she continued to grind on his body. He pulled her hips down
tighter and tighter to his body; he was deep into her pussy. She felt all of him
and Miles was big by anyone’s standards.
The sweat that produced from his chest pressed
against her breast. She wrapped her hands around his neck as he frantically
stoked the walls of her body’s innermost private parts. She repeatedly responded
to his rhythm and his thrusts became even more powerful yet still gentle in a
way. This cause more friction – pure unbridled sensation she felt from the tip
of his penis had her on the verge of another orgasm. Suddenly Sydney could feel
every muscle in Miles’ upper body tightening and knew what was about to happen.
“Baby just a little bit longer I am about to come too.” Miles closed his eyes
and tried to fight off the wave that was about to corral his entire body. Sydney
let out a deep quiet wail and Miles knew he could let go. Seconds after Sydney
climax she felt a burst of life that left Miles’ body and fulfilled hers. This
burst brought another wave of fruition to her body. Miles eased back on his back
and Sydney followed him down. She placed her face on Miles’ sweaty chest.