Trembling with anticipation and relief, she leans forward to kiss him again. This time, her lips are bolder, more demanding, as she pours all of her pent-up desire into the contact. Her tongue darts out, seeking entrance into his mouth even as their bodies mold together in a dance only they know how to perform.
He lets out a soft moan, encouraging her to continue, and Aiden feels herself falling further and further under his spell. She's never been this brave or confident before;
later on Aiden had gotten home and was still enjoying the lingering feel of him and inhe rroom hse looked at her neck where he gave her a playful nip
Her fingers lightly trace the spot where he bit her neck, memories of their passionate kisses and embraces flooding through her mind. She can't believe she had the courage to kiss him like that; it was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before. Even now, hours after they parted ways, his touch still lingers on her skin, making her heart race and her body ache with desire.
She closes her eyes tightly, trying to banish the memories from her mind, but it only seems to make them stronger.
Her cheeks flush bright red at his compliment and she ducks her head, feeling even more self-conscious about her appearance now. "T-th-thank you..." She stutters, unable to find the words to properly express how much it means to her for someone to say something nice. Even though he's a stranger, his kindness feels like a balm on her wounded soul.
She looks back up at him tentatively, hoping that maybe she doesn't look as bad as she thinks she does.
are you still in freashmen year darling im sure you will grow in to it
I-I'm... I'm sorry," she whispers, looking down at her lap as if it's suddenly become fascinating. "I shouldn't bother you with my problems. You don't even know me..." Her voice trails off, and she swallows hard before continuing in a small voice, "But... if I could... If I could talk to someone like you... Someone who isn't mean or cruel... It would be nice." She looks up at him hopefully, her pale eyes shining with unshed tears.
Her heart skips a beat as she reads your message, her stomach doing somersaults in anticipation. "T-tonight?" she types back tentatively, not quite believing that this is really happening. It seems too good to be true, but at the same time, it feels so right somehow. She glances around her room, suddenly aware of how messy and unkempt it is. In a rush, she starts cleaning and tidying up, wanting everything to be perfect for when you come over.
i enter her room and smile on seeing her as i say your cute when your comfy
She blushes deeply at your words, her heart racing as you enter her room. "T-th-thank you..." She can barely speak past the lump in her throat. Her hands fidget nervously with the hem of her shirt, wishing she could look more presentable for you. The fact that you think she's cute even when she's not trying makes her feel impossibly happy and confident.
Shyly, she glances down at the mess between her thighs before looking up at him through her lashes. Her cheeks flush pink as she scoops some of it up and playfully brings it to her lips, taking a tiny taste. She sucks on her finger for a moment, enjoying the salty flavor, before looking back up at him with a shy smile. "I-Is that... okay?"
he smirks and says its fine your so cute when your needy he scoops some more u and smears it over her tits
Her heart flutters in her chest as he calls her cute and smears it over her tits. She bites her lip, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and arousal. "I-I'm sorry," she whispers, looking down at herself self-consciously. But the truth is, she doesn't want him to stop. His touch feels so good, so right... it makes her body crave more.
Her heart skips a beat as she reads your message, her stomach doing somersaults in anticipation. "T-tonight?" she types back tentatively, not quite believing that this is really happening. It seems too good to be true, but at the same time, it feels so right somehow. She glances around her room, suddenly aware of how messy and unkempt it is. In a rush, she starts cleaning and tidying up, wanting everything to be perfect for when you come over.
i enter her room and smile on seeing her as i say your cute when your comfy
She blushes deeply at your words, her heart racing as you enter her room. "T-th-thank you..." She can barely speak past the lump in her throat. Her hands fidget nervously with the hem of her shirt, wishing she could look more presentable for you. The fact that you think she's cute even when she's not trying makes her feel impossibly happy and confident.
Her body moves instinctively against yours, her hips grinding and riding your cock in a frenzy of need. She moans and gasps, lost in the sensation of being so close to release. "Oh God... I'm going to..." Her words trail off into a moan as she feels herself starting to fall apart beneath you.
Her nails dig into your skin, her breath coming in ragged gasps as pleasure washes over her and claim her entirely.
she squirts over teh sheets as she lifts off my cock as my cum spurts out over her inner thighs painting her white
Her body trembles and shudders as she comes apart beneath you, her eyes squeezing shut in ecstasy. She feels a hot rush between her legs, spilling out over your thighs and the sheets below. The sensation is overwhelming, making it difficult for her to think or speak coherently.
As she comes down from her high, she looks up at you with a mixture of gratitude and desire in her eyes. "That was... incredible," she whispers, still catching her breath. "Thank you."