/Samantha/
Henry was kissing me, kissing down my neck as he removed my bra and underwear and ran his hands slowly over my body, making me feel an intense need to satisfy him. When I took down his boxers and saw that he was already erect, I couldn't help but let out a sigh of pleasure at the sight of him. I was able to bring him back to me.
While he was hovering over me, he asked, "Are you sure?" I nodded and kissed him again as he slid himself inside of me, and oh my God, did that ever feel amazing. He worked up to a slow and steady beat, which caused me to groan and beg out for him. With each thrust, I had the impression that he was guiding me towards a magnificent destination; just when I thought I was about to arrive, he gave me another shove.
I gasped as I sprang awake and exclaimed, "Holy Shit!" I mumbled under my breath as I started to chuckle out loud, "Crap, I was just fantasizing about having s*x with Henry!" I giggled to myself as I buried my face in the quilt and tried to control my rapid breathing, which was causing pants to come out of my pants. Why in the name of God did I have to get up at this hour? I only needed a few more seconds to finish what I was doing.
I rolled over to hug Henry, but he wasn't there, so I sat up and squinted my eyes through the darkness in an attempt to find him. The only source of light was the alarm clock on my nightstand, which emitted a hazy green glow. "Henry?" I mumbled while extending my hand to the form that I could make out in the bed, where it was positioned so that it was as far away from me as possible.
I was embarrassed since the sound of his voice brought back memories of the dream, and I giggled again while trying to disguise my laughter. "Err yeah?" he questioned in a husky voice.
"What brings you all the way over to that location?" When I asked him and moved closer to him, he stuck out both hands and put them on my hips so that I would be at least an arm's length away from him.
It sounded like he was in a lot of pain when he said, "Err Samantha, don't." Now I was starting to become apprehensive; was there something wrong?
"Henry, what exactly is it?" I queried with some trepidation.
He stuttered and then let out a long sigh after saying, "Nothing, I just, I......err, you were err....and I..."
"What?" I responded that I was still attempting to get to him, despite the fact that he was holding my hands safely away from him. "Henry! What exactly is it?" I asked no longer struggling.
He heaved a sigh and continued, "You were thinking about me, Samantha, and it sort of had an effect on me," which he said in an awkward manner. "It sort of had an impact on me," I exclaimed. I felt my entire face heat up, and I was so thankful that the room was dark. Oh my God, had I been dreaming once again that I was talking to people? When he woke up, he was horny since he knew I had been having s*x with him in my dream. I was in the midst of hysterics when all of a sudden I started laughing uncontrollably and couldn't stop. When he joined in, it made me laugh even harder.
"I am truly sorry! In spite of the fact that I didn't intend to, I just lost my virginity to you in a dream "I mentioned that I was sobbing from laughing so hard.
He said that with a giggle and I continued to laugh as I nodded my head. "Thanks for that, it sounded like I was excellent," he remarked.
I shifted his hands off of my h*ps and moved closer to him so that we were facing each other. I could feel his erection pushing against my lower abdomen, and I bit the inside of my lip because the need I had felt in my dream had returned with a force. Still giggling, I hung my head on his chest and apologized, saying that I couldn't believe what had just happened and that it was so embarrassing.
"Don't worry about it, I'm embarrassed too, but there was nothing I could do about it. I mean, what kind of man can hear something like that and not be affected by it? 'oh Henry, harder, oh God Henry' "he shouted it in a high-pitched female voice, which caused me to blush and laugh out loud once again. I gave his chest a friendly smack, and as I pulled my hand back, it accidently brushed over his erection. I quickly removed my hand, and he murmured in a low voice.
"I'm sorry about that!" I said blushing again. "Jesus Christ, Henry, are all of them that tall?" I inquired while widening my eyes and, to tell the truth, feeling a little anxious. He smiled and then turned his hips in the opposite direction on the bed so that we were no longer touching there.
He responded with a tinny chuckle while maintaining an uneasy tone, "I don't know Samantha, I assume so, I try not to look."
I remarked with a sigh, "I'm very sorry about that, Henry, but if it makes you feel better I was really enjoying myself, I just woke up about a second too soon though," and he laughed again as I wriggled my way back to him and tightly hugged him. "I'm really sorry about that," I whispered. He groaned as he moved his hands down my sides, stopping when he got to my pants, and then carefully tracing his finger along the edge of them across my ass and into my core.
He did this several times before moving on to the center of my core. I was unable to breathe since my heart was racing at such a rapid rate. His breaths were coming out in choppy gasps at this point.
"I could help you finish if you want," he whispered in a husky voice as he stroked me gently through my panties. Pleasure rushed through my body; it was not like in the dream, but it was one hundred times better. I was unable to talk, so I quietly whimpered. I was aware of him moving his hand to the edge of my pants and slipping his hand inside them. I could feel his fingers working their way slowly towards the center of my body.
I tensely gripped his wrist, and he immediately halted what he was doing. "What the devil are you trying to accomplish?" I inquired while holding my breath.
He leaned in close and planted a passionate kiss on the side of my neck before whispering seductively against my flesh, "I want to hear how the dream ended."
"Henry," I murmured, but it actually sounded more like I moaned his name. He moaned softly as well, and the sound made me yearn for him. "Henry," I said, but it actually sounded more like I moaned his name. I didn't feel like I was in control of my body anymore, so I reached out and tangled my hands in his hair while dragging his face violently into mine.
He kissed my neck again, this time softly chewing on the flesh. After giving me a gentle kiss and running his tongue down my upper lip, he pushed his tongue inside my mouth, and just like the first time, it was an amazing, soft, slow, and beautiful experience. I opened my mouth ready for his taste again, and he slipped his tongue in.
My entire body was on fire with want for him, and when he pulled away, he kissed me all the way down from my neck to my breasts, undoing the clasps on my bra and removing it. That's when I snapped out of it and faced the truth. Oh my god, what the actual hell am I doing? My closest companion and I are not going to engage in sexual activity. "Henry, I just can't do it! You and I are not going to have sexual encounters "I spoke it softly while still gasping for air, and by God, I didn't mean those words I just said.
"I know, just let me help you finish, please," he pleaded with me as he kissed me all the way down to my stomach, but I can't, can I? However, Oh God, I wanted him as well. When he pressed his lips against mine and muttered "please," it made me tremble with longing.
He hooked his fingers in the sides and pushed them down slowly, giving me time to stop him. Even though I had time to stop him, I didn't stop him; I couldn't stop him; I needed him so desperately. He worked them off completely, and then he separated my legs in a gentle manner.
How in the hell am I going to let him get away with this? I had never done anything more than kiss a boy before, but here I was getting na**d with my best buddy. I couldn't believe it. On the other hand, I put all of my faith in Henry. I wailed loudly as he ran his tongue along the inner of my leg, and he replied with a chuckle, "Shhh, Samantha bear, your parents."
I licked my leg again, but this time I went a little higher; I couldn't breathe, Oh my God, am I still dreaming? I bit my lip and licked up my thigh again, getting a little higher this time. The instant that he did that, he sent shockwaves through my entire body, and I became aware that I was awake. He had his mouth between my legs. He was making me groan and wiggle in pleasure by moving his tongue around in little circles, and I let out an audible gasp and bit my lip in response.
The sensation was incredible. I could feel his hand gently moving up my leg. I tried to ignore it. I shut my eyes and focused on the sensations that were rushing through my body; every nerve ending was on fire. At that same moment, he inserted two of his fingers into me, causing me to sputter and call out his name. He moaned as he continued to work his tongue while simultaneously pumping his fingers.
I was wailing more and more loudly as I entangled my hand in his hair and fiercely held the hand that was free on his other side "Oh my God, Henry, what the hell! Oh God "I groaned in a shaky voice. Suddenly, I clim*xed and felt a surge of pleasure run through every part of my body. My body shattered into a thousand pieces. While my body was convulsing and shaking, he took his head away but continued to stroke his fingers in a gentle manner. He then laughed as he kissed his way back up my body to my mouth after pulling out his fingers, sucking on them, and then sucking on them again.
He kissed me gently for a few seconds before drawing back to look at me; the light from the alarm clock revealed a broad smile on his face; I was still trying to recover my breath at the time. He kissed me compassionately for a few seconds before looking at me.
As he pulled his head back down to kiss me once more, he whispered, "Mmm, I loved how the story ended."
I gave him a playful chuckle and then said, "Not as much as I did," followed by a sigh of contentment. He flashed a grin before rolling onto his back, pulling me close to him, wrapping his arm firmly around me, and planting a kiss on the top of my head.
When he whispered into my hair, "Go back to sleep," I didn't want to, because I wanted to touch him instead.
I reached out and stroked my fingers down his lovely body before sliding my hand inside his boxers and gently grabbed hold of him. He exclaimed, "Damn Samantha, what are you doing?" as he said in a breathy tone. I pumped my palm while gently grasping his.
While I was kissing him on the chest, I told him, "Returning the favor." He groaned softly and brought my face closer to his.
He gave me a deep kiss that was both sensitive and intense before pulling away. He drew a breath and then said, "You don't have to do this, that's not why I did it."
I kissed him once more and responded, "I know, but I want to." I removed my hand from his and pulled down his boxers, at which point he kicked them to the ground, threw his arms around my waist, and pulled me to him while letting out a sigh that caused my heart to race.