Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

One Little Moan: 2

"Well -" he started, obviously enjoying how uncomfortable it made her for him to stand so closely. "I told Tara--"

"Sara," Taylor, corrected him, suddenly angry at the idea that he couldn't even remember the name of the woman he'd had sex with last night, as she looked up to glare at him.

"Yeah, Sara - that's what I meant," he grinned, taking another step towards her only to watch her take another step away, towards the door. "I told Sara that I wanted to get a little more sleep, but that wasn't the whole truth." "Can you keep a secret?" he asked conspiratorially, "I stayed because I wanted to meet you."

"M-me?" she stammered, taking another step back, suddenly finding herself against the door to her dorm room, trapped between it and a man less than three feet from her wearing only his boxers and a particularly sexy smile... "That's right. I wanted to meet the slut that came to the sound of me fucking her roommate." He smiled as the look of dawning horror spread across her face.

"Noooo," she breathed. "I couldn't, I wouldn't."

"You see, your roommate described you as an uptight prude," Kevin continued, ignoring her denials, "but when i was fucking her like the dirty little slut she was, I distinctly heard you moan while I was cumming in her tight little pussy." "And those two facts together... a frigid prude who cums to the sound of other people fucking..." He took one more step towards her until he was practically touching her. For a moment she thought he was going to kiss her, and was deeply conflicted about it as she stood there frozen, but instead he leaned over to whisper in her ear, "I knew I just had to meet a walking contradiction like that..."

"Ummmm," Taylor squirmed, desperately trying to figure out how to get out of this awful situation. Kevin just watched her squirm until she finally managed to ask "what do you want?"

sensation. She hadn't let a guy kiss her since her senior prom, and it had felt nothing like this. She knew she couldn't do this, but then she reminded

ended and part of her was sorry for its loss. "It feels like you want me too," he said, flashing

once her pounding heart calmed down a

I?" he

you did. We can pretend that this never happened--" she

right now. That could change. I might find a girl I like more. Someone like you..." While the statement hung there,

she feebly pushed him away. "You-you

deal instead," Kevin said smoothly, tweaking one of her nipples to make her gasp. "You let me taste this body of yours and I won't tell your roommate that you played with your pussy while we fucked

her feel. Why didn't it feel this good when Michael had kissed her, or when Thomas had felt her

whispered, "but you are now." Kevin leaned in to kiss her, and while she was busy coming to grips with that idea, his hands moved down to the hem of her shirt

nipple on her right. "Ahhhh," she gasped. "Please - please don't..." but he didn't listen. After weakly trying to push him off of her, Taylor covered her face in her hands. This couldn't be happening. It had to be a nightmare, a punishment for doing something so naughty just before bed, But a nightmare couldn't feel like this... When he reached into her panties and his fingertips brushed against the hood of her clitoris, her knees gave out and she suddenly collapsed on the floor in front of Kevin. Looking up she could see him smirking; he didn't have to say a word. This had to be real because it was too pathetic... she was too pathetic

-" she started, unsure of what to say exactly. "No one