Quarantined with Kell, Part I - Sex Stories

Quarantined with Kell, Part I

... permission. Plan X meant a relationship with Kell.

Plan X, which had been unthinkable hours before, was an option in play.

The erection that I had woken up with stirred back to life. Images of romantic interludes with Kell, dinners by candlelight, walks on the beach, or just sitting on the couch watching steamy foreign thrillers like last night. Thoughts of passion, her body against mine, unabashedly making love. Her hair, her lips, her breasts, her legs.

I couldn’t take it anymore. My balls were about to bust. I stood up, stumbled to the bathroom, intending to jack off into the toilet. But in my sleep-addled mind, I changed direction. Creeping on tiptoes, I peeked around the edge of the partition into Kell’s room. In the dim glow from her clock I could see her stretched out on the bed. She was on her back and the blankets were pushed down to her waist. Her hair fell across one of her breasts, the other was bare in the blue glow. It was exactly as I remembered, pert nipple perched high above a full, firm mound.

I had never in my life seen a woman who looked more beautiful, more desirable, than Kell looked right then.

I pushed my boxers to the floor and stood naked in the doorway to my aunt’s bedroom, stroking my cock. Every fiber in my being strained at me to go to her, to get in bed with her, to take her in my arms.

I stepped forward until I stood at the foot of her bed. My balls begged me to come, but I didn’t want to, I wanted to hold this moment forever. ...

... I slowly, gently, worked my hands up and down my cock. The tip was damp with pre-come.

She moaned in her sleep and shifted her position. The sheet slid down, revealing a tidy dark bush that matched her hair. I moaned, edging myself. Her skin looked soft and silky. I let my eyes wander from the shape of her legs under the sheet, to the shadows between her thighs, up her stomach to her breasts, pert and high, and finally up to her mouth, that was parted, and to her eyes.

Eyes that were open and staring back at me.

She said nothing, just slid up on the bed to a sitting position against the headboard, and turned on a light, her eyes locked on mine. My heart sank and I prepared for the uncomfortable questions that were to follow. It always seemed that any time I got involved with Kell, it ended with uncomfortable questions. This, I knew, would be the end of any chance I had at Plan X – if I even wanted Plan X. In the morning I would have to find a new place to live. Damn.

My cock softened. I hung my head, looking at the floor, waiting for the inevitable lashing out.

Silence.

I dared to raise my eyes. She was looking at me, her eyes filled with the same need that had compelled me to come to her room. Her eyes were open wide, her lips gently parted, her hair falling around her shoulders.

She had one hand caressing a breast. She ran her fingers lightly across the underside, and across the nipple, back and forth, back and forth. Circling the nipple with a finger, ...