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Elizabeth's story - Chapter 4 - Gary's late night visit

Date: 10/21/2017, Categories: Taboo, Author: submissivemom72, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories

achieving an orgasm. Nonetheless, I recognized that I felt slightly different. I was somewhat aroused even before I started touching myself. My clitoris felt slightly larger, firmer and more pronounced. And it was definitely more sensitive. I brought my hand inside my panties and touched my erect clit directly with my fingers. I made little circles with my middle and index finger on my clit and felt my lubrication dampening my panties as I lay there. It felt good; but still I was not being driven by achieving an orgasm; I was just enjoying the warmth of my arousal and relaxing. In an aroused state, the thoughts of Gary and his wonderful penis were stimulating, and I was not dwelling on the guilt and shame of my inappropriate actions of the day. Suddenly, without a warning or knock, my bedroom door cracked open. The light from the hallway illuminated my darkened room. “Liz, can I come in?” Gary entered quietly without waiting for an invitation, closing the door behind him. The room was again pitch black. I quickly withdrew my hand from my damp panties. “Gary, what are you doing?” “I just want to be with you for a while. I don’t want to be alone right now.” He said as he sat on my bed. “We can’t be doing this. We are going to get caught,” I protested. “By whom? I can hear Mom snoring downstairs through her bedroom door. She is ‘down for the count’. I just want to hold you for a little bit.” He laid down next to me on top of the covers. I knew I should make him leave, but I too, ... wanted to be held right then. I wanted to feel the closeness of another person, someone I loved and who loved me. I remained silent; neither agreeing to having him stay nor insisting that he leave. I rolled over on my side in silence, putting my back to Gary. Gary got up momentarily and lifted the covers and climbed back in bed under the covers with me, pressing himself against my back as his placed his arm around me. He was in a ‘spooning position’. I liked this cuddling position. It is important for the reader to understand, while there was a very definite ‘physical and sexual’ component of what Gary and I were experiencing; it was far more than that. There was a deep emotional connection that bound us together. What Gary and I were doing, and had been doing, was every bit as much about emotional need and love as it was raw sexual exchange. I would not have, and could not have, shared these experiences with someone for whom I did not feel a genuine and deep love and trust; and with whom I was not completely confident that they loved me deeply as well. I am not saying what Gary and I did was not wrong, and stupid. I am merely saying that it was not a mistake that was driven solely by physical lust; it was much deeper than that. He slowly moved his hand up my side, and reached around and cupped my breast. I froze for an instant and allowed him to feel me; he gently caressed my nipple which immediately stood at attention. I felt his penis pulse against my backside, indicating ...