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The boy next door

Date: 4/13/2016, Categories: Seduction, Author: BabyBlonde123, Rating: 32, Source: LushStories

suddenly falling flat on my ass. He reaches his arm out to help, but it's too late. "Shit." Immediately, he bends down, and I take his outstretched hand as he pulls me to my feet. Of course, because my feet are still slippery, I slide just enough that my bare chest presses against his for a moment. All of my blood rushes to my pussy as I breathe in his scent. "Come inside," he says, looking down at me. "You can borrow a shirt and pants, if you want?" I quickly weigh my options, and his suggestion seems like the best one. Who knows when Leah will open the door, and I wouldn't want to be standing out here nude for hours. Besides, a part of me feels like I might be fulfilling a fantasy I've had for a long time. "Alright." I nod hesitantly. I follow him into his apartment, and he walks into his room, returning with a t-shirt and a pair of boxers in hand. "This should be alright, any pants I have would be way too big anyway." I simply nod, and walk into his bathroom, locking the door as I change. His white t-shirt hangs to mid-thigh, and his boxers go down just past my knees. The clothes are very obviously too big on me, and you can easily see my nipples poking through the thin fabric of his shirt. My breasts bounce freely beneath his shirt, and I wonder if I was better off in the towel. When I enter his kitchen, his eyes glance down to my chest for a moment, before he turns his body away from me, searching through a cupboard. "Do you want some water?" he asks, clearing his ... throat. "No, I'm fine, thanks." "No problem." "Thank you for the clothes," I say, as I make my way towards the kitchen where he's standing. "It's fine," he says, grinning at me. "They look better on you anyway." Again my cheeks go red at his gaze. "I'm Colton," he says, reaching his large hand out to me. We're so close together that his finger tips almost brush against my stomach. "Mara," I say, placing my hand in his. His hand is rough but soft at the same time and I can't help but wonder what it would feel like against my bare legs. I stare down at our entwined hands and when I look back up, his eyes are trained on my lips. The urge to kiss him is so overwhelming that I grip his hand a little tighter, and pull his arm closer to mine. His eyes dart up to mine and he quickly grips my hips, pulling me flush against him. His lips crash down onto mine and I quickly entwine my fingers in his dark hair. We walk backwards until I feel my back flush against the counter. His rough hands grip my thighs, and he lifts me off the ground, wrapping my legs around his waist as my ass comes to rest on the counter. I moan against his lips, and he lets his hands come to rest on my bare waist underneath his t-shirt. He pulls back, and kisses down my neck. One hand comes up to squeeze my breast through his shirt. I can feel him pressing against me, a large bulge in his sweatpants that hang low on his hips. Suddenly, his hand is down the front of the boxers I'm wearing, and I throw my head back as his ...