Read Any Good Books Lately?

“Suddenly, Lionel gathered Elizabeth up in his arms. His mouth found hers and he kissed her passionately. She moaned as his powerful hands ripped the fragile lace of her bodice open. Her large, perfectly formed breasts lay bare to him, and he buried his face in them hungrily. He then ripped her dress the rest of the way down, exposing her curvy, sumptuous hips.”

Mary paused a moment for a breath. Gray shifted himself a little on the couch, trying to cover up the fact that hearing these words coming out of Mary’s mouth was arousing him.

“Lionel pressed his body into hers, taking her mouth in another savage kiss. She was frightened but at the same time delighted to feel his enormous m-m-m” Mary struggled a bit to get the word out. “manhood p-pressed against her delicate flesh. Elizabeth cried out with pleasure as Lionel pulled her dress the rest of the way off. He made short work of his own tunic and breeches, and soon they were both in their natural skin, falling back onto the royal bed together. The heavy velvet crushed underneath them as they writhed passionately. Lionel moved his rough hands over her creamy skin, gasping out words of desire into her ear. Elizabeth moaned and lifted her hips up to meet him, urging him to take her to another level. He got her message and parted her thighs with his hands, and, and, and…”

Mary stopped to take a deep breath. Her face was entirely crimson. “I can’t read any more.” she whispered.

Gray, who was by this time absolutely and irrevocably aroused, gasped in disappointment. “No!” he cried out, a little louder and more forcefully than he meant to. “I mean, please keep reading. I want to hear everything you wrote.”

Mary took a few more deep breaths and nodded, continuing the story. “and laid himself between them. His rigid member was at the gate of her womanly petals, but he paused carefully. He looked into her eyes, and whispered, ‘I love you,’ ‘I love you too, Lionel,’ Elizabeth breathed in response, and with that, Lionel plunged himself inside of her. She cried out in pain for a moment as her barrier shattered. Lionel stopped to gently wipe away her tears and whisper sweet nothings and apologies into her ear for causing her any pain, however temporary. After a few moments, Elizabeth nodded to signal she was ready to begin again, and Lionel began thrusting anew. Elizabeth wrapped her arms around him, kissing him sweetly. She locked her thighs around his waist and felt a strange sensation building up inside of her. She didn’t know what it was, all she knew was that she wanted it to continue. She closed her eyes tightly and concentrated on Lionel’s movements. Suddenly, her body was awash in an amazing feeling. Waves and waves of pleasure flowed over her body, and she cried out in happiness. Lionel was overcome at seeing her desire, and he found sweet release in her heavenly nether flesh moments later.”

Mary stopped, now breathing very heavily. “That’s the end of that chapter,” she said, wiping a bit of perspiration from her brow.

Gray shifted himself awkwardly again. “Wow. That was um, some really creative writing there. Uh…” Gray stammered and blushed as he tried to find how to ask the question. “Uh, how did you know all that s-s-stuff that you wrote.”

Mary blushed and fidgeted. “Oh, well, I’ve read other romance novels before. I tried to not plagiarize. I just pieced together bits from one with bits from another.” She picked at the edge of the book. “I don’t even know if it’s put together correctly, because I’ve never…well, you know…I’ve never done any of it.”

Gray squirmed a little. “Well, neither have I, so I can’t tell you if it’s right or not. Uh…” He struggled with what to say next, but he was spared by Mary speaking right then.

“Gray, have you ever kissed a girl?” Mary blurted out, tracing her fingers in absentminded circles on the cover of the book.

Gray blushed a little and frowned. “No…”

Mary showed just a hint of a smile. “Me neither. Never kissed a boy I mean, not a girl. But I haven’t kissed a girl either, not that I want to…Oh!” she exclaimed, exasperated at herself.

Gray wiped his sweaty palms on his pants. “Oh.”

They sat in silence for a moment, staring forward. Gray became aware of Mary looking at him out of the corner of his eye, and he turned his head nervously toward her. “Gray…” she began.

“W-w-what?” he stuttered.

“Do you want to try it?”

Gray turned deep red, then purple. “W-w-what, what they d-d-did in the book?”

Mary blushed deeply as well and frantically waved her hands. “No! I meant just a kiss!”

“Oh, yeah,…okay.“ Gray looked extremely relieved, but then a little nervous again as he realized what he has just agreed to. He was still really aroused and it made it awkward to move. He would be mortified if she saw what her words had done to him. And kissing her was not going to help.

Mary moved her face a little closer, until Gray could actually just pick up the scent of the cherry lip gloss she always was swiping on her little pink lips. Her little pink lips…Gray was suddenly mesmerized, staring at her mouth. He broke away to look up at her eyes. She had them closed, waiting expectantly.

Gray’s heart was beating a mile a minute. Oh geez, he thought to himself. I don’t know what I’m doing. I know I want to do this, but I’m scared I’m going to mess it all up. Urg… He snapped to when he realized Mary was still waiting for him. It’s now or never, man, he told himself, and leaned in to gently press his own lips against hers. A little sigh escaped Mary as they shared their first kiss.

Gray was suddenly aware of the roughness of his own lips as he brushed them against her soft, silky ones. He felt a little embarrassed that his lips were so dry, but she didn’t seem to mind, as she pressed back against him. They were still for a moment, then they brought their faces apart. They looked into each other’s eyes. Mary’s were twinkling. “Oh Gray, that was so wonderful.” She looked at him dreamily.

He scratched the back of his head nervously, smiling. “Yeah, it was pretty great. Now I see why people are always doing it.”

Mary nodded. “Yeah…” she trailed off, leaning close to him again. She obviously wanted another kiss, so Gray complied, pressing his rough lips to hers again. They came apart again and looked at each other. Gray gave her a sheepish smile. “I’m sorry my lips are so dry. It’s just, working in the heat like I do, they get dry.”

Mary shook her head and brought one small finger to his lips, tracing his bottom lip. The sensation sent a pleasurable chill through Gray’s body, arousing him even more than he already had been. “No…” Mary whispered. “I think it’s…well, manly, to be a little rough. Like your hands.” She reached down and took one of his hands in both of hers, turning it over to face up. “These calluses reflect all the hard work you do,” she said as she gently stroked his fingertips with hers.

Man, oh man! Gray thought to himself. She’s killing me! He clamped his thighs together and tried to tilt his hips back just a little to hide what was starting to become even more apparent. This action totally defeated the purpose as Mary’s attention was drawn to the movement. She glanced into Gray’s lap, and then quickly glanced away, blushing and biting her lip.