"Make love to me"

"Alex, make love to me,"

He wraps you in his arms, drawing you to him. You raise your face, your lips searching for his. They meet and you melt against his chest.

You stumble through the apartment, lips locked when you can, hands raking across each others bodies. You reach his bedroom. Somewhere along the way, Alex has lost his shirt and loafers. Your dress is unzipped.

You pull back. You fumble his shots down as he slides your dress off your shoulders. You let it slip down, pooling at your feet. His pants join your dress on the floor. He unclips your bra and you let that fall as well. You feel his fingers slip into your knickers, sliding them off your hips. They too join your dress.

You push him towards the bed and Alex lets himself fall back onto it. You join him, straddling him.

The thought of him being inside you has you more than wet enough. But this is different. There is more than pure lust at work. You only know you need him.

You grasp his shaft, guiding him to you, positioning him beneath your opening flower. You slowly lower yourself, feeling him enter you, stretching you open. "Aaaah...Alex, fill me,"

You balance yourself, hands on his chest. You rock yourself back and forth across him. You feel Alex's hips rolling with you. You feel him in you. You look down at him and you feel more in you. It feels like he's pouring himself into you and you're letting yourself flow into him. You lean down and kiss his lips, your tongues dancing.

Your pace quickens. You're not rocking now, so much as grinding into him, long and hard. You roll over and pull him with you. You spread your legs beneath him, drawing him into you.

Once more he fills you. It's wonderful, beyond belief. Your back arches, your breath moaning through parched lips. You lift your legs, giving more of yourself to Alex, allowing him to fill you with himself. Your legs wrap around him, feet locked together. "Harder, faster," you moan.

His pace quickens, his thrusts strengthen. No more is he softly rolling into you. Now he pistons into you, his length slick with your juices. Each thrust shakes your body, your yelps of ecstasy ragged. You orgasm, your pussy walls rippling along his length.

He yells, filling you with his seed. You scream as it sends you over the edge again. He lies on top of you, supporting his weight on his forearms. You're both gasping, breathless, basking in the afterglow. Slowly he softens and slips from you, a trickle of mixed fluids seeping out with him. You moan.

You lie together, lost in each other's arms. Once more you drift off to sleep in the warm arms of this young man. This kind, caring, strong man. This man who gave you a perfect day.