Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Chapter 1728

Fuck: You Owe Me: 13

Laura had always loved to dance. She went to every social function her school had and could always be found on the dance floor. Her tastes were generally pop and indie, but in her present state of mind it was not surprising that she began to surrender to the music.

Chris watched her movements, hypnotized. She was smooth, agile, her arms flowing through the air around her. Her eyes were closed and she leaned forward on her knees, her hips moving rhythmically, in concert with rest of her body, one beautiful flowing form of motion. Chris was entranced in a way he couldn't fully describe. High as a kite, there was only one word he could think of to describe it: amazing.

He suddenly got an idea. He dashed over to his closet and rummaged through the top shelf and emerged with a smile on his face and a black metal box in his hands. It was about a foot long and six inches wide, and he plugged it into the wall outlet, setting it on his dresser, aimed directly at Laura on the bed. He then walked over and pulled his blinds closed. The room was almost pitch black at this point, except for two white bars of light along the sides of the window blinds.

"What are you doing?" Laura asked, having momentarily stopped dancing when she felt the change in light.

"You'll see."

Using the remote, he turned the volume up. He could see Laura laughing with delight, but couldn't hear her over the music.

The beat had settled into a transition. Chris knew a change-up was coming. He joined Laura on the bed, both of them moving now. Admittedly, Chris wasn't as florid as she, but nor did he try to be. He just moved as the music told him to. And as the transition crescendoed, Chris aimed a second remote at the black box on the dresser.

It exploded with swirling beams of light reds, blues, greens, magentas, purples, cyans, and even a custom fitted black light that turned their skin tones a smooth, smoky ash color and made their smiling teeth glimmer brightly in the dark. Chris's word of the moment had changed.

Transcendent.

The pot party had turned into a rave.

one. With her eyes closed, the rainbow of lights cascaded over her eyelids, providing her a

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the music expanded into an airy breeze that blew through the room, Laura felt Chris's hands touch her, sliding under her shirt and around to the small of her back. He held her against him as they moved, and Laura held her arms in the

swept over them, a wave of fire consuming each strand as his touch passed. Soon, her entire back was burning and it was

up the back of his head, running through his hair, pulling him in, and when their lips met,

herself, but only for an instant before she was again

lights that danced over

now moving as one, their hips locked together, bumping, grinding, fusing. To Laura, the whole thing felt like it was happening in slow motion. She remembered all those rave scenes she'd seen in movies, the exhilarating music, the smooth and seductive movements

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mind's camera, she and

CHRIS'S BEDROOM -

the bed in time with the music. Beams of

with abandon. They're pouring into one another. As his hands run over her back and slide down into her pants to grasp her bare butt cheeks, her hands descend from his hair, down over the front

breaks from her lips and falls to her neck. Then her shoulder. Then back. He's everywhere, consumed by the world they've both created. She moans openly into the air, thrusting

surrendered to the moment, the music, the room, the drug. When she feels one of her hands slide around to Chris's front, she mentally thanks it, as if it has a mind of its own. Sliding down inside his boxers, it takes hold of his semi-hard shaft and begins gently squeezing. Her other I runs

Once he's free and exposed to the air and her soft fingers wrap around him again, he groans, and she suffocates his groan with a kiss, as if she wants to breathe in his pleasure. She's now stroking him quickly and steadily. He can feel the bass in his balls, only heightening

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he reaches full erection, his cock strains as if it wants to rebel against its ceiling of arousal. But just as soon as it hits that ceiling, Laura gasps as she breaks from his kiss, panting and catching her breath as she descends to lie on the bed in front of him, still stroking his cock which is now only

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