MidReal Story
Whispers of the Sea
Scenario: A boy fuck a girl in a sea view apartment, dim light and beautiful atmosphere
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I never thought I would end up in this situation.
The apartment I’m in is beautiful, with a breathtaking sea view.
Dim light seeps in from the living room, casting a dreamy, hazy layer between us that’s making my blood boil.
Mia Thompson stands a few feet away, her beautiful face partially hidden in the darkness, and a pink flush painting her cheeks.
She’s so stunning.
My heart races as I take in her petite frame, and I want nothing more than to close the distance between us and kiss those lips of hers.
But she’s holding her ground, her gaze locked on mine, and I can already tell she’s going to be a hard nut to crack.
I don’t mind one bit.
I love the thrill of the chase.
And the way she looks at me makes me want to chase her all night long.
“Do you want to take this somewhere else?”
I ask, trying to keep my voice steady.
We met for the first time tonight at my friend’s party.
Mia doesn’t respond, but after a moment of hesitation, she turns around and starts walking towards the bedroom.
My body tightens at the sight of her swaying hips.
So she does want this too.
“Wait for me,” I say, following close behind her.
The moment we step into the bedroom, Mia turns around to face me.
She’s so close now that I can feel her warm breath on my skin.
My heart is about to jump out of my chest as she reaches out her hand and gently wraps it around mine.
She leans in and presses her lips against my neck.
Desire shoots through me at the contact, but before I can return the kiss, she steps back, holding my hand as if waiting for me to make a move on her.
But when I make no attempt to do so, she finally lets go of me and walks over to the bed.
The bedspread is light blue, almost blending with the color of the sea outside.
It’s hard to tell if it’s the original color or if it’s stained by countless love affairs that have taken place in this room over the years.
There’s an old painting on the wall, and I’m sure it must have been painted by some artist who fell in love with his muse right here in this room.
The sound of waves crashing on the shore can be heard in the distance.
They seem quite far away, but they’re not so loud that they could disturb us.
On the contrary, they only make this place more beautiful and romantic than it already is.
The light from the living room spills into the bedroom as I walk over to the edge of the bed and gently push Mia down onto it.
She doesn’t resist as I crawl on top of her and lean down to kiss her lips.
“Ethan…”
she breathes my name against my lips, almost like she’s trying to remind herself who she’s doing this with tonight.
“It’s all right.” I whisper to her before she can say anything else to stop me.
I kiss the corner of her mouth before trailing my lips down to the column of her neck, where I suck on the skin and make sure to leave a mark that will remind everyone she belongs to me tonight.
Mia doesn’t push me away or tell me to stop like I half-expected she might, but instead, she entwines her arms around my neck and pulls me closer to her.
Desire courses through my body as we kiss, our tongues tangled together in a passionate dance that leaves us both gasping for air when we finally break apart.
Her hands move down to my back, their touch leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake, and I know I won’t be able to hold back much longer if she keeps this up.
I’ve been dreaming about this moment for hours, ever since she first walked into the party wearing that red dress that clung to her curves like a second skin and made it impossible for me to take my eyes off her all night long.
“Mia,” I breathe, my voice husky with desire as I look down at her, “I have to warn you…once we start, I won’t be able to stop.”
But rather than answer, Mia captures my lips in another kiss so hungry and intense that it leaves us both gasping for air when we finally break apart again.
She wraps her arms around my neck, and I realize she doesn’t want to stop either.
Her eyes are dark and cloudy as they meet mine, their look almost feral as she slowly wraps her legs around my waist and pulls me closer to her so that I’m sandwiched between her thighs, our bodies pressed tightly together as we continue making out like two people who have been starved for far too long before finally finding the food they’ve been craving all along.
I want to take this slow, but everything I do only seems to make Mia want it more, and I can tell she’s going to drive me crazy if I don’t give in to what she wants soon.
“Tell me what you want,” I whisper against her lips.
It’s the only warning I give before I make a move, sweeping my hand beneath her thighs to lift them in the air.
She wraps them around my waist, pulling me even closer to her as I walk us over to the bed, where I gently lay her down on the bedspread.
The sheets are soft against my skin as I crawl on top of her, our bodies fitting perfectly together like two pieces of a puzzle that were always meant to be together.
I groan as she wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me closer to plant a kiss on my lips, but before she can deepen the kiss, she breaks it off again and moves down so she can kiss my jaw, leaving a trail of kisses along my skin that leaves me shivering with desire.
She traces patterns along my skin, making me want to beg for more of the electrifying touch only she can give.
I reach down and wrap my arms beneath her thighs, my hands cupping the back of her knees as I bend them into the air and pull them apart so I can rest in between them.
Mia gasps in surprise as I continue doing what I want to do, and it’s only a few seconds later before I realize that she’s no longer the one in charge—I am.
She’s not moving beneath me anymore, and as I look down at her, I can tell she’s focusing on trying to breathe while she stares up at me with those wide, innocent eyes of hers that are filled with so much hunger and need that my hands start to shake as they start to trace patterns along the back of her legs.
I lean down and capture her lips in another kiss to try to show how much I want this, how much I want and only before finally breaking it off after only a few seconds so I can whisper the words against your lips as they start to trail down to your jaw and then your neck.
I move down, leaving a trail of kisses along your skin before finally sinking my teeth into your neck, leaving a mark that will let everyone know that you’re mine and mine alone now.
“How do you feel about that?”
Mia asks in a breathy voice after a few seconds have passed since I finally bit into your skin and marked you as mine.
I lean back up to look at her, but Mia moves up with me and wraps her arms around my neck so she can pull me even closer to her once again.
“Shut up and kiss me,” she whispers against my lips before capturing them in another kiss, this time one that blows everything else out of the water because it’s filled with so much raw emotion and passion that it leaves us both gasping for air when we finally break apart again.
But rather than answer, I take Mia’s hips into my hands and make a move so we’re no longer standing up—I push us down against the bed instead so our bodies are pressed together like two puzzle pieces who were always meant to fit together perfectly.
The bed is soft beneath our bodies, but it feels like it’s burning up with the heat of our passion because this is where is finally going to happen between us.
Mia wraps her arms around my neck, but I break off the kiss this time so I can look down at her.
We make eye contact for a few seconds, just staring at each other with our faces only inches apart because I can’t get close enough to her before I finally alternate between licking my lips and her own before I look down at her lips one more time so I can let her know that I’m about to make my move.
I know I’m not very experienced at this, but there’s nothing I want more than to show you how much I want this.
I lower my face back down again before finally capturing Mia’s lips in another kiss that blows everything else out of the water because it’s filled with so much raw emotion and passion that it leaves us both gasping for air when we finally break apart again.
And this time when we do, there’s an unspoken promise between us that there will be more to come than just another kiss because we both know exactly what we want right now.
I don’t waste any time making my move this time.
There’s nothing I want more right now than for Mia Thompson to finally become I slide my hands up from her hips… I trace the outline of her ribs with my fingers… I move my hands up even higher… And then I finally unclasp the back of her bra so I can slide it off her arms and let it fall away from her body.
I pull back from the kiss for only a few seconds so I can watch your eyes flutter shut in response to the feeling of my fingers tracing along your skin as soon as they’re exposed.
Your breath hitches in your throat when I do this, and your nipples harden against my touch as if they’ve been waiting for me to run my fingers over them for far too long.
I don’t stop myself from touching them now—my fingers trail along your collarbone before moving even lower until they can wrap around your breasts once again.
I’ve waited for this moment for far too long now because nothing else has ever felt like this before.
My breath hitches in my throat again as he traces the outline of my breasts with his fingertips before finally cupping them in his hands and giving me that look one more time.
He’s always looking at me as if he can’t get enough of me, and right now is no exception, but I can tell that he’s actually struggling to be able to look me in the eye for long because his gaze keeps flickering down towards my breasts as if he’s trying to figure out what he should do with them next.
He’s not the only one who’s struggling either because my body feels like it’s on fire as soon as I feel your fingers wrap around my breasts, and I know I’m already so wet that I’m practically dripping with need for you.
But despite how much I want this, I know there’s more that we share than just physical attraction, and it’s clear that Ethan feels that too—his expression is filled with so much emotion that it makes my heart ache as soon as he looks at me one more time before finally leaning down and capturing your lips in another kiss.
And this time when he does, I know is finally about to happen.
I can’t help it anymore—as soon as our lips finally connect one more time, I wrap my arms around Ethan’s neck so I can pull him even closer to me than he already is and then finally give into the overwhelming passion, lust, and desire that have been building between us since the night we met.
He tastes so sweet when I finally wrap my lips around his tongue so I can explore the inside of his mouth for the first time, and nothing has ever felt better than being in his arms right now.
There’s nothing else that matters as long as we’re together like this—I’ve never been this happy before.
I moan into Ethan’s mouth as soon as his fingers wrap around my breasts one more time before finally moving even lower so he can unbutton my jeans.
I don’t know if I can handle this much longer—I’m practically shaking with need for him by now, and there’s nothing that could possibly feel better than having Ethan inside me right now.
