Stay In

Sunlight shines through the open window to drench the tiny bedroom in light. The white walls bounce the beams around, creating a golden aura to everthing they touch. The sounds of birds and animals filter throughout the room.

Standing next to my bed in nothing but my t-shirt, I lean back against his chest. I love the way he feels behind me. Solid and strong, yet yeilding. You would think that the difference in our height would be a hindrance, but its an advantage. The advantage being that from his point of view... he can see down the whole length of my body. And I like that.

Slowly I reach an arm up above me. Running my hand up his arm, across his shoulder, around the neck to tangle my hand in his hair. Sighing I can feel his arms encircle me. Pulling me closer to feel his erection at the small of my back. One hand always moving to cup my breast and the other searching across my abdomen to find a hip. He loves to keep me close and I melt at every touch.

His fingers slowly trace the line from my hip to the junction of my thighs. Back and forth, simply moving to memorize a path. His thumb catching the bottom of my t-shirt, fingers now running softly over bare skin... a moan escapes me. His fingers are so long and delicate, his touch sending shivers to my spine. My back arches, pushing my breast firmly into one hand and shoving my ass back into his crotch. My other hand reaches behind me to find his rock hard shaft covered by nothing more than thin fabric. I begin to run my hand up and down him. Feeling it as he grows harder, swells bigger. It's massive to me, thick and long and barely fits in my pussy, and I love it.

As my hand plays with the cock trapped between us, his fingers begin searching my body for some place new to explore. I can feel him lean down. Leaning so that he can explore between my legs. His mouth next to my ear, his hot breath on my neck. Both of his hands now moving over my hips, heading straight for my moist box. He rains kisses on my neck, nibbling my ear as his fingers locate my wet entrance.... from deep in his throat I hear a growl begin. And with a quick movement he has shoved two fingers inside of my begging pussy making me gasp. His palm pressed against me, playing with my clit while more fingers play inside me. He whispers in my ear...

"Want my cookies??"

I am jerked back to reality by the question. The dark empty parking lot, the packages in front of me... wait did he just ask if i wanted "his" cookie or just a cookie?? Doubt and confusion play through my mind. Whats going on, I am so confused...