Carly's Story - Sex Stories

Carly's Story

... evening found us once again exhausted, cuddling on the couch together and watching a movie. I felt Carly fidget against me a few times, so I asked her if everything was ok.

"Yeah, it is," she said.

"Alright, I didn't know if you were uncomfortable," I said.

Carly sat straight up and looked at me with those piercing eyes, the same intensity she had when she was mad or determined.

"Ok, not everything is ok," she said, making me fear I'd done something wrong. She launched into an explanation, her words racing from her.

"It's just that you're my first boyfriend and the first person in FOREVER I've had a real connection with, and everything you have done for me, accepting me as I am, wanting me, caring for me, waiting for me, and how you're proud of me, and you make me feel wanted, and I have never felt this way about anyone, ever... and its such a short period of time that we've actually been together and I'm so scared of what you will think when I say this but I have to get it out before it kills me..."

I interrupted the words flowing from her.

"I am in love with you, Carly."

Silence, shock, the seconds passed like hours. Standing before me, the woman I loved, her tiny body almost shaking with emotion, her eyes shining with tears, finally spilling down her cheeks, and running into my arms, squeezing me as hard as she could, her body almost disappearing within my embrace...

"I am in love with you, too, Jason."

My heart exploded. It's one of those ...

... times that you feel so strongly about something that the only expression you can muster is to cry, and so with tears in my own eyes, I picked her up off of her feet, the love of my life, and kissed her, spinning around in a circle in my living room.

Loosening my grip and letting her slide slowly down the front of my body until her feet touched the ground, she looked up at me, the love in her eyes so evident, and the same in mine.

"I love you," she said, smiling up at me.

I looked down at her, my perfect woman, so broken when we first met, and now radiant, strong, confident, and beautiful. How could I have not fallen in love with her?

"I love you, too," I said.

She sighed and smiled at me, a tired grin. "God, I want to make love to you again, but I'm so exhausted..."

"Don't worry, babe, there will be plenty of time for that," I said to her reassuringly.

With that, she kissed me once more, and we walked hand in hand to the bedroom, and fell asleep, worn out but in love.

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Her ass was spooned up against me when I woke up the next morning. She was still sleeping, her quiet breathing tantalizing me. My hand was resting on her stomach, feeling her smooth skin under my fingers. I caressed her skin in small circles, and she shifted slightly, but didn't wake up. Slowly, I moved my fingers lower down her stomach, making my way down her body until I made it to her panties. Keeping my hand on the outside, I circled the outline of her precious member, ...