Late At Night SeXStoRY

Today turned out pretty boring. My b*****r was on his laptop for the whole day, so I stayed in my room as well. But it's getting late and neither of us has had dinner yet. So I go to the kitchen to make my famous Thai Noodles. As I am almost done, my b*****r arrives at the kitchen. -Hey, yesterday I rented a Freddie Kruger movie, want to see it? -Sure. Why too scared to watch it all on your own?- I ask. -No.-he laughs- Want to see if you can handle it. -Fine but not while eating. Lets watch Friends while we eat, and then Freddie Kruger. -Alright.-he chuckles and looks at me amusingly. I smile back. Just seeing him smile like that, makes my heart beat faster. As he leaves the kitchen, I still can't erase that smile from my face. I think it's beyond lust... A couple of minutes later everything is settled. Me and my b*****r are laying down on the couch, a hot plate of Thai Noodles on each of our lap and Friends is on. I wish everyday was like this. I feel like I am so much closer to him, when we're like this. We dont even need to talk. Somehow I'm just satisfied with his presence. Then once I think about it...I'm lying...I want more. I always want more. Greedy me. But we really do feel like a couple, outside it's pouring rain and the lightning is shining, but here we are all cozy eating dinner, noone but the two of us. Suddenly as soon as we are done eating and have setted our plates on the table the power goes off. It's so dark, that I no longer can't see my own hand. I get up, but apparently so did my b*****r, as he thumbled over me, and I landed back on the couch, with his hands on each side of me and his neck brushed against my lips. My body automatically reacts. My knees feel week all of a sudden, and my breath quicken. I hope he doesnt notice. I can smell his skin, his hair...and my cunt starts pulsating at once. I guess he must have got entangled in the blanket that I can now feel with my feet on the floor. He pulls away and my dissapointment is endless. I want him closer once again. Before I process my thoughts...my hand reaches out to him. I want to pull on his shirt...I will simply pretend I'm a clumz...I just want him close once again. I can't even see him, but my body can sense him with every pore. -Heyyy...what a hell are you doing? (ooops that must have been his pants) -Sorry But it's too late, since when I pulled his pants, he automaticly reacted by pushing my hands away, and now is even closer on me. Thank god for the blanket on the floor. This is like some romantic comedy...but I can't even laugh. All I can think about is his arms on the sides of my face, pressed against the wall behind me just above the couch. I feel warmth on my face, and as my eyes adapt to darkness I can see his face just an inch away from mines...our noses are almost touching. There must be something outerly wrong with me today, but the darkness gives me courage. I have never been in the dark with my b*****r like this. At least not since we hit puberty. And before I can stop myself, I lean into him...my hands pressing away the couch, my lips touching his. I can feel his shock by the stiffness of his body. But I can't stop...it is as if I am possessed by desire. As my lips lick his I can feel warmth spreading in the bottom of my stomach, spreading all the way to my pussy. His lips are all I ever pictured...firm but silky...so tasty...my mouth won't stop watering. I use my tongue to spread his lips...my tongue slips into his warm moist mouth, and as it touches his, I feel goosebumps running down my body, my head feels light and dizzy. Suddenly his tongue responds in a swirl, so demanding and teasing and possessive. It pulls on me...it sucks on me... it twirls around me and rubs against my tongue. My body reacts to this in the most violent way...I start to feel fever...my body has never felt so hot. I feel like I am steaming and my clothes are about to burn off any second. I feel pulsation throughout my body...it is as if it is calling out to his all on its own will. I can now feel his hand go under my shirt... he's pulling my shirt up...our kiss gets interrupted for a second only to restart with new f***e and passion. My shirt is now hanging on my left shoulder, my right hand reaches under his shirt...it's only fair... he touched me... I should be able to touch him...although my mind still can't process what we are doing. I feel his skin...it's burning just like mines. I spread my finger and let my hand roam over his upper body...there is so much too touch...I want to touch it all. His lips are so cruel to tease me like that. I can now feel his tongue penetrate my mouth and my body thumps with pleasure with unbelievable heat waves following. His tongue is driving me crazy...so agile...so tasty...so unforgettable. The moisture of my cunt is now leaking out like waterfalls. And as I feel his hand land on my stomach once again and make its way up. I feel close to climax... When suddenly the power returns. With it returns all the reality of all this. My cheeks are burning...my chest feels tight... I'm sitting in front of him topless in plain light...and before I can dare to catch his gaze...I push him away and storm into my bedroom. I panicked...I dont know why...but I panicked...I dont know how I am going to face him. I have no clue...why I had to do that kind of thing. Why did I pull on him... I dont even dare to think of what he thinks about me. As I shut my door and land on my bed...I crawl under to the corner of the wall and under the blanket. I feel so ashamed and embarrassed... I dont dare to breath and quietly try to hear what he is doing. I can hear him turn off the Tv that automaticly turned back on. Oh no... I hear his steps... what will I say if I see his face... if I see his eyes...what if he questions me... but I hear him leave to kitchen and do the dishes. Close call... Suddenly a fear strikes me... what if he tells mom and dad?!?!?