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+G through L › Harvest Moon
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Adult +
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16
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6
“I love you.” Gray said, blushing and twiddling his fingers.
Mary’s heart was so full of happiness, she thought it might burst. “Oh, Gray, I love you too. I’ve always loved you.”
Gray looked very happy as he leaned in to kiss her, stroking her face at the same time. The kiss became more passionate, and their hands started roaming. Gray’s quickly found her breasts and lingered there, while Mary’s raked up and down the sides of his ribcage.
Gray fumbled with the buttons on her blouse for a moment, finally getting them undone. He pushed the garment back on her chest and moved his kisses downwards. He kissed her breasts through the thin fabric of her bra, making her tremble with desire. Examining the lacy garment, he realized it had a clasp in the front. He worked at it with his fingers, finally making it spring open. He sighed as he saw her bare, perfect breasts. A little thrill went through him as he realized she probably wore that kind of bra on purpose for tonight because she knew he was coming. Spurred on by this, he lapped at each nipple eagerly, making her squeal out in delight.
Mary leaned back on the couch long ways, and Gray layered on top of her. She spread her thighs slightly, causing her skirt to ride up, and Gray moved into the space between. He had one callused hand on her bare thigh, and the other gently touching her left breast. Mary moaned as Gray moved up against her, his hardness pressing into the outside of her panties. He grinded against her, stimulating both of them greatly, even through their clothing.
Mary couldn’t believe how amazing it felt. The feeling of his weight on top of her, his kisses, his hands moving over her, the friction between their legs; everything. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back, tightening her muscles against him. She grinded back against him, and they soon synchronized their rhythm. Before long, Mary dug her small fingernails into his back, clamped her thighs even tighter, and suddenly shuddered and moaned as she climaxed. Gray was pretty close himself and the overwhelmingly wonderful feeling of her climaxing against him caused him to release himself. He gritted his teeth as he bucked furiously against her.
They lay together, basking in the amazing feeling of afterglow. Gray kissed her neck and shoulders, as Mary caught her breath. They finally sat up together, untangling themselves. Gray looked down into his lap sheepishly. “Errr…I probably need to go back to the inn and change my boxers.” Mary covered her mouth to stifle a little laugh, making Gray laugh as well.
Gray leaned in to kiss her more. “I hate to leave already…”
Mary placed a finger to his lips. “Come back tomorrow night too?”
He nodded eagerly in agreement.
Mary shyly looked at her fingernails. “Maybe we could…go up to my bedroom tomorrow.”
Gray swallowed hard and fidgeted. Her bedroom! There would be a bed in there…that they could actually stretch all the way out on… and maybe even more could happen there…he shook himself slightly to snap out of the daze induced by imagining what might happen.
They kissed one more time. As Gray stood up, he uttered a four letter word under his breath when he looked down at his lap, seeing the rapidly speading wet spot. Oh my God, this is so embarrassing….he thought to himself.
Mary, being ever attentive, noticed it as well and blushed deeply. Then, living up to her smart girl reputation, she leaped up and scooped up a thick stack of books from the shelf. “Here,” she said, handing the stack to him. “Carry it like this, with your arms held low in front of you like it’s really heavy, and it covers it up perfectly.”
Gray did so, and they both marveled that it worked. He kissed her gratefully one more time, promising to come back the next night.
As Gray walked awkwardly back to the Inn and up the stairs to his room, he was grateful for three things - his very smart and wonderful girlfriend Mary; the fact that no one was in the inn at that exact moment; and the fact that Cliff no longer shared a room with him at the inn, so that he could drop the books right when he got in there and deal with his little problem in complete privacy!
Mary’s heart was so full of happiness, she thought it might burst. “Oh, Gray, I love you too. I’ve always loved you.”
Gray looked very happy as he leaned in to kiss her, stroking her face at the same time. The kiss became more passionate, and their hands started roaming. Gray’s quickly found her breasts and lingered there, while Mary’s raked up and down the sides of his ribcage.
Gray fumbled with the buttons on her blouse for a moment, finally getting them undone. He pushed the garment back on her chest and moved his kisses downwards. He kissed her breasts through the thin fabric of her bra, making her tremble with desire. Examining the lacy garment, he realized it had a clasp in the front. He worked at it with his fingers, finally making it spring open. He sighed as he saw her bare, perfect breasts. A little thrill went through him as he realized she probably wore that kind of bra on purpose for tonight because she knew he was coming. Spurred on by this, he lapped at each nipple eagerly, making her squeal out in delight.
Mary leaned back on the couch long ways, and Gray layered on top of her. She spread her thighs slightly, causing her skirt to ride up, and Gray moved into the space between. He had one callused hand on her bare thigh, and the other gently touching her left breast. Mary moaned as Gray moved up against her, his hardness pressing into the outside of her panties. He grinded against her, stimulating both of them greatly, even through their clothing.
Mary couldn’t believe how amazing it felt. The feeling of his weight on top of her, his kisses, his hands moving over her, the friction between their legs; everything. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back, tightening her muscles against him. She grinded back against him, and they soon synchronized their rhythm. Before long, Mary dug her small fingernails into his back, clamped her thighs even tighter, and suddenly shuddered and moaned as she climaxed. Gray was pretty close himself and the overwhelmingly wonderful feeling of her climaxing against him caused him to release himself. He gritted his teeth as he bucked furiously against her.
They lay together, basking in the amazing feeling of afterglow. Gray kissed her neck and shoulders, as Mary caught her breath. They finally sat up together, untangling themselves. Gray looked down into his lap sheepishly. “Errr…I probably need to go back to the inn and change my boxers.” Mary covered her mouth to stifle a little laugh, making Gray laugh as well.
Gray leaned in to kiss her more. “I hate to leave already…”
Mary placed a finger to his lips. “Come back tomorrow night too?”
He nodded eagerly in agreement.
Mary shyly looked at her fingernails. “Maybe we could…go up to my bedroom tomorrow.”
Gray swallowed hard and fidgeted. Her bedroom! There would be a bed in there…that they could actually stretch all the way out on… and maybe even more could happen there…he shook himself slightly to snap out of the daze induced by imagining what might happen.
They kissed one more time. As Gray stood up, he uttered a four letter word under his breath when he looked down at his lap, seeing the rapidly speading wet spot. Oh my God, this is so embarrassing….he thought to himself.
Mary, being ever attentive, noticed it as well and blushed deeply. Then, living up to her smart girl reputation, she leaped up and scooped up a thick stack of books from the shelf. “Here,” she said, handing the stack to him. “Carry it like this, with your arms held low in front of you like it’s really heavy, and it covers it up perfectly.”
Gray did so, and they both marveled that it worked. He kissed her gratefully one more time, promising to come back the next night.
As Gray walked awkwardly back to the Inn and up the stairs to his room, he was grateful for three things - his very smart and wonderful girlfriend Mary; the fact that no one was in the inn at that exact moment; and the fact that Cliff no longer shared a room with him at the inn, so that he could drop the books right when he got in there and deal with his little problem in complete privacy!