1. The Night of Their Lives


    Date: 10/22/2015, Categories: True Story, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male/Female, Romance, Written by women, Author: hopelessromantic19, Rating: 85.7, Source: sexstories.com

    stood still in the shower. He lifted his palm to his forehead, leaning his body against the wall. He couldn't help but feel a little down. He finally thought that he was going to make a good impression on her. A romantic impression. He prayed that she didn't think he was creepy, telling her that she was beautiful. 'Guys probably tell her that all the time.' He thought. ' Oh god, I bet she thinks that all I want to do is get in her pants.' He sighed. Well, he cant say that he didn't want her. He began to think. If for one day he could have her. His thinking turned to fantasizing. He pictured them laying together, imagining that she had surrendered her naked body to him. He'd kiss every inch of her, make her body weak with pleasure as he drug his fingers across the warm skin of her breasts, down past her navel to cup his fingers around her precious mound. She'd spread her legs wider, inviting him in with the enticing smell of her sweet wetness. He'd run this thick fingers across her moist folds, making her moan uncontrollably under his touch. The water ran down Jason's chest, tickling its way down his body and rolling down the sensitive skin of his quickly hardening shaft. He placed the palm of his hand on his happy trail, debating whether or not he should spend a little more time in the shower to rid himself of his growing hard-on. *knock-knock-knock-knock* "Jason, the pizza is here." Cheyenne called to him. He quickly came to reality, his erection softening. "Sorry, my ...
    wallet's on top of my dresser!" He shouted to her over the running water. "Pay him, I'll be right out!" He rushed out of the shower, barely drying off before throwing on a pair of old jeans and a t-shirt. He approached Cheyenne as she was returning his wallet to his room, pizza in hand. "Hey sorry it took me longer than expected." He apologized. "It's cool," Cheyenne shrugged. "No problem. Pizza?" She handed him the warm box. Jason lifted the corner of his mouth nonchalantly before biting into a slice of pizza. He felt that he was friend zoned, but he knew that he could cross over that friendship line with a little persistence and embarrassment. "Um, Cheyenne?" He said with a frog in this throat. "Hm?" She hummed. "I want to talk. Is that okay?" He held her still with his piercing gaze. Mouth full of pizza, Cheyenne quickly nodded her head to urge him to continue. "Can I be honest with you?" Jason proposed. "Of course," She said after swallowing her food. She was trying to play it cool by eating to mask her uplifting spirits. "That's what i'm here for." She smiled. He returned her smile, pairing his grin with soft eyes. "Well I-" His gaze fell upon his shoes. He was becoming less confident in his words. " I just uhm.. you know, you've always been there for me, and I personally want to thank you for that." He cleared his throat before opening his mouth to continue. "Well if I wasn't," Cheyenne said, cutting him off. "What kind of friend would I be?" She shrugged, smiling ...
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