Original Stories Fan Fiction / Romance Fan Fiction ❯ The dream of you and me. ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )
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By: PrinsessYente 
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction / Romance Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.25.2006 | Pages: 5 | Words: 4.5K | Visits: 810 | Status: Completed
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction / Romance Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 04.25.2006 | Pages: 5 | Words: 4.5K | Visits: 810 | Status: Completed
Yente put her books in her locker while humming a happy tune. She just got an a+ on her history test and she was in a good mood. She was really glad she decided to go back to high school after moving to the states.
She checked her watch as she closed her locker. ‘Mike should be done with his science class now.’ She looked down the hallway to see if she could spot him. She hoped she would see him before her next class so she could tell him the good news.
Yente saw her best friend Jenny and walked over to her.
“Hey Jen. Have you seen Michael?”
“Uhm yeah he just came out of the bathroom.”
“Ok thanks.” Yente said before running towards her boyfriend.
“Hey wait! We have to go to our next class!” Yente turned around.
“I know. You just go. I’ll meet you there.” Jenny rolled her eyes.
“That’s one sick puppy. Can’t survive one minute without her boyfriend.” She shrugged and walked to class.
“I’m telling you Tom.” Yente heard her boyfriend say to his friend. “She was all over me, screaming for me to satisfy her.” She rolled her eyes. ‘Typical macho behavior.’ She thought.
“You were pretty loud yourself.” Michael turned around.
“ Hey princess.” He said while hugging her tightly. Yente smiled and kissed his lips. “What are you doing here? Don’t you have social studies right now?”
“Yeah I do, but I wanted to share the good news with you before I went.”
“And this news is so important it couldn’t wait ‘till lunch?” Yente nodded and handed him her test with a big smile on her face. “Alright.” Michael said as he saw the grade. He kissed her deeply. “I knew you could do it. I’m proud of you.” Yente smirked and put the test back in her bag.
“Thanks I better go. I just wanted to let you know that your sacrifice has not been in vane.” She gave him a quick kiss and waved goodbye to Tom, before running to her class.
“What did you sacrifice?” Tom asked curiously.
“Only the biggest thing a man can sacrifice.” Mike sighed. Tom chuckled.
“How long did she cut you off?”
“Two horrifying days.”
Yente had mixed feelings as she stared at the picture of two kissing men. As she heard the disgusted noises from her fellow class mates, she was glad no one knew about her father. But it still hurt how ignorant people could react. Next to her Jenny gave her a sympathetic look. She was one of the few people that knew about her father.
“Ok everybody settle down.” Mr. Davies said. “I know this is a strange subject, but you will have to deal with it.” Suddenly he looked at her. “Yente, your father is gay right? Why don’t you tell us something about it?” Yente felt her heart sink and was afraid to look up to see the disgusted faces around her.
“Your father is gay?” Ted asked. “Ewww that’s gross.” Yente sighed. This was exactly the reason no one knew about it. How could that teacher be so stupid?
“That’s enough Ted. Yente why don’t you come in front of the class and talk about your father?”
“That’s really not necessary, sir.” She answered in a small voice. Mr. Davies smiled.
“Come on don’t be shy.” Yente sighed. She slowly stood up and walked to the front of the class. She could hear her class mates whispering about her and knew that from now on school would be hell.
“Finally.” Michael sighed as he and Tom left the class room. “I thought this class would never end.” Tom rolled his eyes.
“It wasn’t that bad.”
“I know, but I just want this day to be over with real quick” Michael grinned.
“Can’t wait to get home and celebrate Yente’s grade, huh.” Tom chuckled. Michael’s grin got bigger. “I swear Mike, you have sex on the brain.” Michael laughed and was about to reply, when he heard his phone ring. He quickly checked the hall for teachers before answering it.
“Hello?”
“Michael?” Jenny’s shaky voice asked. A feeling of dread settled in Michael’s stomach and he knew something was terribly wrong.
“Jenny? What’s wrong? Where’s Yente?”
“Please come to social studies quick, something terrible happened.”
“I’m on my way.” He hung up and started running.
“Lets go Tom, something happened to the girls.”
Michael found his girlfriend’s trembling form huddled in a corner of the class room. He could hear her crying, while Jenny tried her best to comfort her. He crouched down on his knees in front of her.
“Princess?” He whispered softly. Yente looked up and he could see that her eyes were all red and puffy. Suddenly she fell in his arms and started to cry loudly on his shoulder. Michael held her tightly and caressed her head. “Shhh. It’s ok I’m here.” He said soothingly. “Everything will be ok.”He looked at Jenny. “What the hell happened?” Jenny brushed a hand through her hair and took a shaky breath.
“It was horrible. The subject today was gay people and that stupid idiot of an teacher told the whole class about her father. He asked her to come to the front of the class to talk about her father.”
“He did what!” Michael yelled.
“Then the teacher left to get some coffee. And that was when things turned really ugly. Everybody started to make fun of her. Asking her stupid questions. And calling her the fag child. Someone even asked her if her father had ever touched her. They started to push her around. I tried to stop them put they just pushed me away. They finally left when the bell rang.”
“Jesus.” Tom whispered. Michael felt a serious urge to bash someone’s head in. Preferably the head of her teacher. How could he say something like that out loud and then just leave her on her own? He gently picked up his still crying girlfriend and walked out of the class room. Followed by Jenny and Tom.
“Where are you going?” Jenny asked.
“I’m going to take her home.” He answered.
“But what about the rest of her classes?”
“Does she look like she can attend more classes?!” Jenny visibly jumped at his tone and he immediately regretted his outburst. “I’m sorry. I’m just really angry right now.” Jenny smiled sadly understanding perfectly.
“We’ll come see you as soon as school is over.” Tom said. Michael nodded and walked towards the school exit.
Michael stopped his car in front of the entrance to Yente’s apartment building. He looked at her worriedly. She still hadn’t said a word, but at least the crying had mostly stopped. He turned off the ignition and sighed, unsure of what he should do. Would she want him to go with her? Or would she want to be alone? She wasn’t making any movements to get out of the car. Michael stepped out of the car and walked to her side. He would take her inside and worry about the rest later.
Michael gently sat her on the couch and put her bag away.
“Do you want anything to drink?” She softly shook her head. “Do…Do you want meto leave?” Yente grabbed his hand and held it tightly. He gave a small smile glad she wanted him to stay. He sat down next her and pulled her in his arms. Hugging her tightly wanting to give her all the comfort she needed.
Yente pressed her face deeply in to his chest. She was starting to calm down now that she was home.
“It’s never going to end is it?” She whispered softly. “It will haunt me for the rest of my life.” Michael kissed her on the forehead.
“Hey don’t worry, we’ll think of something.”
“Like what?” Yente snorted. “We go back in time and make sure it never happened?” Michael said nothing, he didn’t really know what to say. Yente sighed. “Look would you mind if I lie down for a while? I got a headache.” Michael shook his head.
“No of course not.” Yente smiled.
“Thanks. Promise you won’t leave?” Michael gave her a gentle kiss.
“I promise.” He whispered against her lips.He watched as she disappeared into the bedroom. After she was gone he stood up and pulled his t-shirt over his head. “It’s time to release some anger.”
As Yente stepped into her bed she could hear her boyfriend releasing his frustrations on the punching bag she gave him for his birthday. ‘Oh well at least he’s not killing anyone yet.’
Yente woke up about an hour later. The house was silent so she knew Mike had stopped beating the punching bag. She stepped out of bed and walked into the living room, but it was empty. She eventually found him in his training room leaning on his punching bag. His back sweaty and still breathing hard from his exercise. She shook her head as she saw his bloody knuckles.
“I gave you boxing gloves for a reason, you know.” He shrugged.
“Boxing gloves feel weird.” Yente chuckled and walked towards him. “How are you feeling?”
“Ok I guess.” She answered as she placed her hands on his back. She gave a soft kiss on his shoulder. Michael closed his eyes enjoying the feel of her cool hands on his heated skin. “What about you?” She kissed his neck and he tilted his head giving her better access.
“It’s getting better.” He groaned softly.
“Really? Are you sure about that?” She asked teasingly before softly running her fingers over his side. His skin jumped and his breath hitched.
“Stop that.” He growled.
“Why? I’m having fun.” She giggled and did it again. Michael turned around and swiftly caught her wrists in his hands. “Party pooper.” She pouted. He chuckled.
“That only depends on the party.” He said before kissing her deeply. Yente tried to pull her hands lose so she could put them around his neck, but Michael held them tightly. He released her lips. “You are only getting these back if you promise not to torture me anymore.” He softly whispered in her ear. Yente rolled her eyes.
“Ok, ok I promise.” He let go of her hands and placed his hands on her hips. His eyes traveled over her lace blue nightgown in approval . He had given it to her for her birthday and he had been sure to buy the shortest and most see-through model he could find. He had definitely made a good choice with this one. He decided as he looked at her hardened nipples. He bend down and gave one a soft nibble through her nightgown. Yente moaned and he smirked thinking how easy it was to arouse her if you knew where to touch her. He moved to her other nipple but Yente took a step back. “Ah ah ah.” She said while wagging her finger in front of his face. “We’re going to take care of your hands first.” Michael frowned.
“My hand’s are fine.” He growled. “Now get back here.” He moved towards her but she took another step back.
“I’m not kidding, Michael. You either let me take care of those hands or no sex.” Michael opened his mouth to object, but closed it realizing that complaining would probably get him a night on the couch. He frowned he wanted sex and he wanted it badly and he wasn’t going to get it if he didn’t cooperate. ‘She does it on purpose.’ He thought bitterly. ‘First she comes in here and tries to seduce me and now she makes me wait…again.’
“Ok fine!” he growled and held his arms out in front of her. “But you better hurry because I’m not a patient man.” Yente smirked she knew she would win, she always did.
Michael was pacing the E.R. waiting room as he watched Yente sitting on a chair reading a magazine. They had been here for two hours and it was needless to say he was not happy. “Why don’t you just sit down and read something?” Yente said after awhile. “You’re getting on my nerves.” He glared at her.
“Well it’s your fault we’re stuck here.” Yente raised her eyebrow and looked at him over her magazine.
“Excuse me, but I don’t recall telling you to punch the punching bag with your bare hands! I bought you those gloves so you wouldn’t have to!”
“You could have treated my hands at home.” He slowly walked towards her and bend down. “I could have had my head between your legs.” He whispered softly in her ear. “With my tongue softly licking your clit.” Yente shifted in her seat trying to move away from him. His words were affecting her and he knew it.
“You could have broken fingers. I can’t treat that at home.” She said while trying desperately to ignore the heat between her legs. “Now stop complaining we’re not leaving until your hands are checked.” Michael sat down next to her with a sigh.
“But I’m horny!” He whined. Yente laid down her magazine and smiled at him. They had been together for over two years and still Michael looked at her like she was the only person that mattered to him. She turned his head and gave him a deep kiss. “What was that for?” Michael asked after the kiss ended.
“For being the best boyfriend in the world.” He smirked.
“Well I already knew that, but you can tell me again.” Yente laughed and pressed her lips to his again.
Yente left the hospital two hours later, with a still frowning Michael on her side.
“I told you my fingers weren’t broken.” He grumbled while looking at his bandaged hands. “You could have done this at home. We just wasted four hours for nothing.”
“Better save then sorry.” Yente said before reaching into his front pocket. Michael chuckled.
“ooohh, you want to do dirty stuff in the middle of the street now?” He asked playfully. She rolled her eyes.
“No you pervert. I’m looking for the car keys.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m driving.” She answered. She found the keys and walked towards the drivers side, only to be stopped by Michael. He snatched the keys.
“No you’re not! It’s my car and I can drive just fine!” Yente looked at him sternly.
“Do you want to sleep on the couch?” Michael sighed and returned the keys.
“I’m so whipped.” He mumbled as he walked to the passenger side.
Yente grabbed her keys to open the front door, when suddenly two hands turned her around and pushed her back against the door. The next thing she felt was Michael’s lips on hers. She moaned as she felt his hands brushing over her breasts.
A conscious part of her brain reminded her that if her landlord saw them, she would be looking for another apartment. She tried to push him away, but he refused to move and just kept his lips on hers. He trapped her body against the door with his and deepenedthe kiss.
As Yente felt his tongue sliding into her mouth, she knew there was only one way to stop him and bit down. He yelped and jumped away.
“What did you do that for? That hurt!” Yente shrugged and turned to open the door.
“You wouldn’t move and I can’t afford to let my landlord see us like that. You should feel lucky.” She said while walking into her apartment. “I could have kicked you in the nuts.” Michael frowned.
“You know, you can be very mean sometimes.” He walked straight to the hallway mirror and stuck out his tongue. Yente raised her eyebrow
“What are you doing?”
“Checking for damage.” She rolled her eyes.
“Right. Well good luck with that. I’m going to the bedroom.” She turned around and walked away.
“You better be wearing something very sexy when I get there. You have allot of apologizing to do, for biting my tongue!” She heard him yell after her.
After checking his tongue and seeing no real damage Michael walked to kitchen to drink some milk. He opened the fridge only to find that there was no milk.
“Damn it! This day is definitely not going as planned.” He closed to fridge and sighed. “what else can go wrong today?”
“Oh Mike...” He heard Yente call in a sensuous voice. “Will you please come to bed so I can apologize to you?” Michael smirked.
“Maybe this day isn’t so lost after all.” He walked to the bedroom to find his girl lying on the bed wearing nothing but a blue teddy. He felt himself get hard instantly and wasted no time getting to the bed, but just as he was about to climb on, she placed her foot on his chest.
“Michael.” She said in a teasing voice. ‘You can’t come to bed with your shoes still on.” He stepped back and kicked his shoes and socks off. He was about to get on the bed when he felt her foot again.
“Now what?” He growled annoyed.
“You’re still dressed.” She giggled. I want you to strip of all your clothes nice and slow. Will you do that for me?” She bit her bottom lip and baited her eyelashes . “Please?” Michael sighed. He never could resist her. He stepped away again and slowly took off his shirt throwing it to her. She caught it and smelled. “Hmmm. You smell nice.” Michael grinned. He was getting hornier by the second. He stood before her and gave her his most sexiest smile.
“Will you please help me with my jeans? That button is so hard to get open.” Yente returned his smile and sat on her knees.
“With pleasure.” She ran her hands over the big bulge in his jeans and enjoyed hearing him groan. She leaned forward and softly nuzzled it.
“Please.” He gasped. “It hurts.” Yente chuckled and popped the button. Michael sighed as his cock was slowly freed from it’s prison. She softly kissed the tip.
“You have such a beautiful cock.” She whispered. He moaned as he felt her tongue sliding over his length. And then her mouth covered him and he was in heaven.
“Yes!” He hissed. “You suck me so good.” He grabbed her hair and tried to make her move faster. Yente moaned and he felt the vibrations on his cock. He groaned. He knew he had to make her stop soon. He loved cumming in her mouth, but today he wanted to cum in her pussy. He slowly lifted her of his cock and pushed her back on the bed.
Michael crawled over her trapping her body underneath his, before grabbing her hair and softly pulling her head back. He looked her straight in the eyes. “No more interruptions.” He growled. Yente smiled and placed her hand on his cheek.
“No more interruptions.” She repeated before his lips came crashing down on hers.” His hands slid down her body and rested on the blue lace thong she was wearing. His mouth left hers and slowly began the trip down, only stopping shortly to nibble on her nipples through her teddy. Then his mouth continued downwards. He slowly spread her legs to make sure he would have perfect access to her hidden treasure.
Yente moaned and pushed her hips up, when she felt his tongue licking her through the lace.
“Ooooohhh! that feels so good!” She groaned. “Please don’t stop!” Michael grinned against her. Stopping was not at all what he had in mind. Instead he pulled her thong tighter against her to get more pressure on her clit. He licked sucked and nibbled on her. Loving the taste she had and the sounds she made. She grabbed his head and pushed his face against her.
“M…More! Please!” He ripped her thong off her body and pressed his face against her. Licking her and fucking her with his fingers, growling in his excitement. She was close and he wanted to taste every last drop of her juices.
“I…I…I’m cumming!”
“Yes!” He growled. “Cum for me and give me all your juices! Do it now!” That was all she needed. She bucked her hips and threw her head back, screaming her pleasure to the world. Michael groaned as he felt her juices gushing into his mouth.
After drinking every last drop, he moved back to her mouth and kissed her, letting her taste herself. Yente placed her hands on his chest and pushed him of.
“Hey!” He protested. “What are you doing?” She just smirked and pushed him down on the bed, before sitting on his chest. She rubbed her wet pussy over his stomach.
“It’s payback time.” She said with an evil glint in her eye. “You ripped up my favorite thong. Michael chuckled
“You look better without it anyway. But if you want to punish me so bad, go ahead.” He laid his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. “Wake me when it’s over.” She frowned. He was mocking her, but if thought that she would just give up like that, he had another thing coming! Her smirk returned as thought up the perfect revenge plan.
She reached over to her bedside cabinet, while keeping herself seated on his chest, and pulled her vibrator out the drawer. She could feel Michael’s eyes on her as he still pretended to be asleep. With an evil smile she turned the vibrator on and started to play with herself. She released a loud moan as she felt the delicious vibrations in her pussy. Michael opened his eyes and glared at her.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m having fun.” Yente groaned.
“Why are you using the vibrator instead of my cock?” Yente smiled at him evilly.
“It wouldn’t be much of a punishment if I did that, but don’t worry I’ll wake you when it’s over.” He sighed.
“Ok I’m sorry about the thong, I’ll buy you a new one. Now lets fuck.”
“No I think you will have to beg me for it.” She answered.
“I don’t beg.” He said stubbornly.
“That’s to bad.” She shrugged and she sped up her vibrator groaning loudly. She could feel her orgasm coming quickly and rubbed her clit with her fingers.
Michael couldn’t help but stare. That should be him making her moan and cum not a stupid vibrator. But he knew he wouldn’t get to fuck her unless he begged for it. ‘Maybe I should…’ he shook his head. ‘No! I don’t beg. She should be begging me to fuck her!’ her moaning was getting louder. ‘But she’s cumming without me.’
“Oooh.” She moaned. She was almost there.
“Please.” Yente was moaning so loud she almost didn’t hear it. She stopped and looked at him.
“Please what?” Michael took a beep breath and looked her straight in the eyes.
“Please fuck me.” Yente smiled and pulled out her vibrator.
“With pleasure.” She said before pushed her pussy down on his cock. Both groaning loudly at the feeling. Yente placed her hands on his chest and started a slow rhythm. She grabbed his head and pulled him towards her breasts.
“Suck my tits.” She commanded. He groaned and did what was ordered. He licked her right nipple before sucking it strongly. “Oh yes just like that.” Michael was enjoying himself but she wasn’t going fast enough.
“Faster.” He growled in frustration. She stopped moving and pulled his head away.
“What did you just say?” She asked furiously. Michael gulped knowing that if he didn’t make this right fast he would be in big trouble.
“Please mistress. Just a little faster. I will do whatever you want. Please make me cum.” Yente gently pushed him back down on the bed. She placed his hands on her hips and smiled at him.
“Why don’t you make us cum together?” Michael returned her smile as she started moving again.
“Yes mistress.” He groaned and helped her get into a faster rhythm. Soon both were groaning loudly and approaching orgasm.
“Oh yes Michael! I’m cumming.” He heard her scream and as he felt her walls contracting around him he lost control. With one more thrust he emptied himself inside her groaning loudly. Exhausted he laid down. Pulling Yente down with him.
“I love you Michael.” She whispered before closing her eyes. He softly stroked her head.
“I love you to.”
She checked her watch as she closed her locker. ‘Mike should be done with his science class now.’ She looked down the hallway to see if she could spot him. She hoped she would see him before her next class so she could tell him the good news.
Yente saw her best friend Jenny and walked over to her.
“Hey Jen. Have you seen Michael?”
“Uhm yeah he just came out of the bathroom.”
“Ok thanks.” Yente said before running towards her boyfriend.
“Hey wait! We have to go to our next class!” Yente turned around.
“I know. You just go. I’ll meet you there.” Jenny rolled her eyes.
“That’s one sick puppy. Can’t survive one minute without her boyfriend.” She shrugged and walked to class.
“I’m telling you Tom.” Yente heard her boyfriend say to his friend. “She was all over me, screaming for me to satisfy her.” She rolled her eyes. ‘Typical macho behavior.’ She thought.
“You were pretty loud yourself.” Michael turned around.
“ Hey princess.” He said while hugging her tightly. Yente smiled and kissed his lips. “What are you doing here? Don’t you have social studies right now?”
“Yeah I do, but I wanted to share the good news with you before I went.”
“And this news is so important it couldn’t wait ‘till lunch?” Yente nodded and handed him her test with a big smile on her face. “Alright.” Michael said as he saw the grade. He kissed her deeply. “I knew you could do it. I’m proud of you.” Yente smirked and put the test back in her bag.
“Thanks I better go. I just wanted to let you know that your sacrifice has not been in vane.” She gave him a quick kiss and waved goodbye to Tom, before running to her class.
“What did you sacrifice?” Tom asked curiously.
“Only the biggest thing a man can sacrifice.” Mike sighed. Tom chuckled.
“How long did she cut you off?”
“Two horrifying days.”
Yente had mixed feelings as she stared at the picture of two kissing men. As she heard the disgusted noises from her fellow class mates, she was glad no one knew about her father. But it still hurt how ignorant people could react. Next to her Jenny gave her a sympathetic look. She was one of the few people that knew about her father.
“Ok everybody settle down.” Mr. Davies said. “I know this is a strange subject, but you will have to deal with it.” Suddenly he looked at her. “Yente, your father is gay right? Why don’t you tell us something about it?” Yente felt her heart sink and was afraid to look up to see the disgusted faces around her.
“Your father is gay?” Ted asked. “Ewww that’s gross.” Yente sighed. This was exactly the reason no one knew about it. How could that teacher be so stupid?
“That’s enough Ted. Yente why don’t you come in front of the class and talk about your father?”
“That’s really not necessary, sir.” She answered in a small voice. Mr. Davies smiled.
“Come on don’t be shy.” Yente sighed. She slowly stood up and walked to the front of the class. She could hear her class mates whispering about her and knew that from now on school would be hell.
“Finally.” Michael sighed as he and Tom left the class room. “I thought this class would never end.” Tom rolled his eyes.
“It wasn’t that bad.”
“I know, but I just want this day to be over with real quick” Michael grinned.
“Can’t wait to get home and celebrate Yente’s grade, huh.” Tom chuckled. Michael’s grin got bigger. “I swear Mike, you have sex on the brain.” Michael laughed and was about to reply, when he heard his phone ring. He quickly checked the hall for teachers before answering it.
“Hello?”
“Michael?” Jenny’s shaky voice asked. A feeling of dread settled in Michael’s stomach and he knew something was terribly wrong.
“Jenny? What’s wrong? Where’s Yente?”
“Please come to social studies quick, something terrible happened.”
“I’m on my way.” He hung up and started running.
“Lets go Tom, something happened to the girls.”
Michael found his girlfriend’s trembling form huddled in a corner of the class room. He could hear her crying, while Jenny tried her best to comfort her. He crouched down on his knees in front of her.
“Princess?” He whispered softly. Yente looked up and he could see that her eyes were all red and puffy. Suddenly she fell in his arms and started to cry loudly on his shoulder. Michael held her tightly and caressed her head. “Shhh. It’s ok I’m here.” He said soothingly. “Everything will be ok.”He looked at Jenny. “What the hell happened?” Jenny brushed a hand through her hair and took a shaky breath.
“It was horrible. The subject today was gay people and that stupid idiot of an teacher told the whole class about her father. He asked her to come to the front of the class to talk about her father.”
“He did what!” Michael yelled.
“Then the teacher left to get some coffee. And that was when things turned really ugly. Everybody started to make fun of her. Asking her stupid questions. And calling her the fag child. Someone even asked her if her father had ever touched her. They started to push her around. I tried to stop them put they just pushed me away. They finally left when the bell rang.”
“Jesus.” Tom whispered. Michael felt a serious urge to bash someone’s head in. Preferably the head of her teacher. How could he say something like that out loud and then just leave her on her own? He gently picked up his still crying girlfriend and walked out of the class room. Followed by Jenny and Tom.
“Where are you going?” Jenny asked.
“I’m going to take her home.” He answered.
“But what about the rest of her classes?”
“Does she look like she can attend more classes?!” Jenny visibly jumped at his tone and he immediately regretted his outburst. “I’m sorry. I’m just really angry right now.” Jenny smiled sadly understanding perfectly.
“We’ll come see you as soon as school is over.” Tom said. Michael nodded and walked towards the school exit.
Michael stopped his car in front of the entrance to Yente’s apartment building. He looked at her worriedly. She still hadn’t said a word, but at least the crying had mostly stopped. He turned off the ignition and sighed, unsure of what he should do. Would she want him to go with her? Or would she want to be alone? She wasn’t making any movements to get out of the car. Michael stepped out of the car and walked to her side. He would take her inside and worry about the rest later.
Michael gently sat her on the couch and put her bag away.
“Do you want anything to drink?” She softly shook her head. “Do…Do you want meto leave?” Yente grabbed his hand and held it tightly. He gave a small smile glad she wanted him to stay. He sat down next her and pulled her in his arms. Hugging her tightly wanting to give her all the comfort she needed.
Yente pressed her face deeply in to his chest. She was starting to calm down now that she was home.
“It’s never going to end is it?” She whispered softly. “It will haunt me for the rest of my life.” Michael kissed her on the forehead.
“Hey don’t worry, we’ll think of something.”
“Like what?” Yente snorted. “We go back in time and make sure it never happened?” Michael said nothing, he didn’t really know what to say. Yente sighed. “Look would you mind if I lie down for a while? I got a headache.” Michael shook his head.
“No of course not.” Yente smiled.
“Thanks. Promise you won’t leave?” Michael gave her a gentle kiss.
“I promise.” He whispered against her lips.He watched as she disappeared into the bedroom. After she was gone he stood up and pulled his t-shirt over his head. “It’s time to release some anger.”
As Yente stepped into her bed she could hear her boyfriend releasing his frustrations on the punching bag she gave him for his birthday. ‘Oh well at least he’s not killing anyone yet.’
Yente woke up about an hour later. The house was silent so she knew Mike had stopped beating the punching bag. She stepped out of bed and walked into the living room, but it was empty. She eventually found him in his training room leaning on his punching bag. His back sweaty and still breathing hard from his exercise. She shook her head as she saw his bloody knuckles.
“I gave you boxing gloves for a reason, you know.” He shrugged.
“Boxing gloves feel weird.” Yente chuckled and walked towards him. “How are you feeling?”
“Ok I guess.” She answered as she placed her hands on his back. She gave a soft kiss on his shoulder. Michael closed his eyes enjoying the feel of her cool hands on his heated skin. “What about you?” She kissed his neck and he tilted his head giving her better access.
“It’s getting better.” He groaned softly.
“Really? Are you sure about that?” She asked teasingly before softly running her fingers over his side. His skin jumped and his breath hitched.
“Stop that.” He growled.
“Why? I’m having fun.” She giggled and did it again. Michael turned around and swiftly caught her wrists in his hands. “Party pooper.” She pouted. He chuckled.
“That only depends on the party.” He said before kissing her deeply. Yente tried to pull her hands lose so she could put them around his neck, but Michael held them tightly. He released her lips. “You are only getting these back if you promise not to torture me anymore.” He softly whispered in her ear. Yente rolled her eyes.
“Ok, ok I promise.” He let go of her hands and placed his hands on her hips. His eyes traveled over her lace blue nightgown in approval . He had given it to her for her birthday and he had been sure to buy the shortest and most see-through model he could find. He had definitely made a good choice with this one. He decided as he looked at her hardened nipples. He bend down and gave one a soft nibble through her nightgown. Yente moaned and he smirked thinking how easy it was to arouse her if you knew where to touch her. He moved to her other nipple but Yente took a step back. “Ah ah ah.” She said while wagging her finger in front of his face. “We’re going to take care of your hands first.” Michael frowned.
“My hand’s are fine.” He growled. “Now get back here.” He moved towards her but she took another step back.
“I’m not kidding, Michael. You either let me take care of those hands or no sex.” Michael opened his mouth to object, but closed it realizing that complaining would probably get him a night on the couch. He frowned he wanted sex and he wanted it badly and he wasn’t going to get it if he didn’t cooperate. ‘She does it on purpose.’ He thought bitterly. ‘First she comes in here and tries to seduce me and now she makes me wait…again.’
“Ok fine!” he growled and held his arms out in front of her. “But you better hurry because I’m not a patient man.” Yente smirked she knew she would win, she always did.
Michael was pacing the E.R. waiting room as he watched Yente sitting on a chair reading a magazine. They had been here for two hours and it was needless to say he was not happy. “Why don’t you just sit down and read something?” Yente said after awhile. “You’re getting on my nerves.” He glared at her.
“Well it’s your fault we’re stuck here.” Yente raised her eyebrow and looked at him over her magazine.
“Excuse me, but I don’t recall telling you to punch the punching bag with your bare hands! I bought you those gloves so you wouldn’t have to!”
“You could have treated my hands at home.” He slowly walked towards her and bend down. “I could have had my head between your legs.” He whispered softly in her ear. “With my tongue softly licking your clit.” Yente shifted in her seat trying to move away from him. His words were affecting her and he knew it.
“You could have broken fingers. I can’t treat that at home.” She said while trying desperately to ignore the heat between her legs. “Now stop complaining we’re not leaving until your hands are checked.” Michael sat down next to her with a sigh.
“But I’m horny!” He whined. Yente laid down her magazine and smiled at him. They had been together for over two years and still Michael looked at her like she was the only person that mattered to him. She turned his head and gave him a deep kiss. “What was that for?” Michael asked after the kiss ended.
“For being the best boyfriend in the world.” He smirked.
“Well I already knew that, but you can tell me again.” Yente laughed and pressed her lips to his again.
Yente left the hospital two hours later, with a still frowning Michael on her side.
“I told you my fingers weren’t broken.” He grumbled while looking at his bandaged hands. “You could have done this at home. We just wasted four hours for nothing.”
“Better save then sorry.” Yente said before reaching into his front pocket. Michael chuckled.
“ooohh, you want to do dirty stuff in the middle of the street now?” He asked playfully. She rolled her eyes.
“No you pervert. I’m looking for the car keys.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m driving.” She answered. She found the keys and walked towards the drivers side, only to be stopped by Michael. He snatched the keys.
“No you’re not! It’s my car and I can drive just fine!” Yente looked at him sternly.
“Do you want to sleep on the couch?” Michael sighed and returned the keys.
“I’m so whipped.” He mumbled as he walked to the passenger side.
Yente grabbed her keys to open the front door, when suddenly two hands turned her around and pushed her back against the door. The next thing she felt was Michael’s lips on hers. She moaned as she felt his hands brushing over her breasts.
A conscious part of her brain reminded her that if her landlord saw them, she would be looking for another apartment. She tried to push him away, but he refused to move and just kept his lips on hers. He trapped her body against the door with his and deepenedthe kiss.
As Yente felt his tongue sliding into her mouth, she knew there was only one way to stop him and bit down. He yelped and jumped away.
“What did you do that for? That hurt!” Yente shrugged and turned to open the door.
“You wouldn’t move and I can’t afford to let my landlord see us like that. You should feel lucky.” She said while walking into her apartment. “I could have kicked you in the nuts.” Michael frowned.
“You know, you can be very mean sometimes.” He walked straight to the hallway mirror and stuck out his tongue. Yente raised her eyebrow
“What are you doing?”
“Checking for damage.” She rolled her eyes.
“Right. Well good luck with that. I’m going to the bedroom.” She turned around and walked away.
“You better be wearing something very sexy when I get there. You have allot of apologizing to do, for biting my tongue!” She heard him yell after her.
After checking his tongue and seeing no real damage Michael walked to kitchen to drink some milk. He opened the fridge only to find that there was no milk.
“Damn it! This day is definitely not going as planned.” He closed to fridge and sighed. “what else can go wrong today?”
“Oh Mike...” He heard Yente call in a sensuous voice. “Will you please come to bed so I can apologize to you?” Michael smirked.
“Maybe this day isn’t so lost after all.” He walked to the bedroom to find his girl lying on the bed wearing nothing but a blue teddy. He felt himself get hard instantly and wasted no time getting to the bed, but just as he was about to climb on, she placed her foot on his chest.
“Michael.” She said in a teasing voice. ‘You can’t come to bed with your shoes still on.” He stepped back and kicked his shoes and socks off. He was about to get on the bed when he felt her foot again.
“Now what?” He growled annoyed.
“You’re still dressed.” She giggled. I want you to strip of all your clothes nice and slow. Will you do that for me?” She bit her bottom lip and baited her eyelashes . “Please?” Michael sighed. He never could resist her. He stepped away again and slowly took off his shirt throwing it to her. She caught it and smelled. “Hmmm. You smell nice.” Michael grinned. He was getting hornier by the second. He stood before her and gave her his most sexiest smile.
“Will you please help me with my jeans? That button is so hard to get open.” Yente returned his smile and sat on her knees.
“With pleasure.” She ran her hands over the big bulge in his jeans and enjoyed hearing him groan. She leaned forward and softly nuzzled it.
“Please.” He gasped. “It hurts.” Yente chuckled and popped the button. Michael sighed as his cock was slowly freed from it’s prison. She softly kissed the tip.
“You have such a beautiful cock.” She whispered. He moaned as he felt her tongue sliding over his length. And then her mouth covered him and he was in heaven.
“Yes!” He hissed. “You suck me so good.” He grabbed her hair and tried to make her move faster. Yente moaned and he felt the vibrations on his cock. He groaned. He knew he had to make her stop soon. He loved cumming in her mouth, but today he wanted to cum in her pussy. He slowly lifted her of his cock and pushed her back on the bed.
Michael crawled over her trapping her body underneath his, before grabbing her hair and softly pulling her head back. He looked her straight in the eyes. “No more interruptions.” He growled. Yente smiled and placed her hand on his cheek.
“No more interruptions.” She repeated before his lips came crashing down on hers.” His hands slid down her body and rested on the blue lace thong she was wearing. His mouth left hers and slowly began the trip down, only stopping shortly to nibble on her nipples through her teddy. Then his mouth continued downwards. He slowly spread her legs to make sure he would have perfect access to her hidden treasure.
Yente moaned and pushed her hips up, when she felt his tongue licking her through the lace.
“Ooooohhh! that feels so good!” She groaned. “Please don’t stop!” Michael grinned against her. Stopping was not at all what he had in mind. Instead he pulled her thong tighter against her to get more pressure on her clit. He licked sucked and nibbled on her. Loving the taste she had and the sounds she made. She grabbed his head and pushed his face against her.
“M…More! Please!” He ripped her thong off her body and pressed his face against her. Licking her and fucking her with his fingers, growling in his excitement. She was close and he wanted to taste every last drop of her juices.
“I…I…I’m cumming!”
“Yes!” He growled. “Cum for me and give me all your juices! Do it now!” That was all she needed. She bucked her hips and threw her head back, screaming her pleasure to the world. Michael groaned as he felt her juices gushing into his mouth.
After drinking every last drop, he moved back to her mouth and kissed her, letting her taste herself. Yente placed her hands on his chest and pushed him of.
“Hey!” He protested. “What are you doing?” She just smirked and pushed him down on the bed, before sitting on his chest. She rubbed her wet pussy over his stomach.
“It’s payback time.” She said with an evil glint in her eye. “You ripped up my favorite thong. Michael chuckled
“You look better without it anyway. But if you want to punish me so bad, go ahead.” He laid his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. “Wake me when it’s over.” She frowned. He was mocking her, but if thought that she would just give up like that, he had another thing coming! Her smirk returned as thought up the perfect revenge plan.
She reached over to her bedside cabinet, while keeping herself seated on his chest, and pulled her vibrator out the drawer. She could feel Michael’s eyes on her as he still pretended to be asleep. With an evil smile she turned the vibrator on and started to play with herself. She released a loud moan as she felt the delicious vibrations in her pussy. Michael opened his eyes and glared at her.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m having fun.” Yente groaned.
“Why are you using the vibrator instead of my cock?” Yente smiled at him evilly.
“It wouldn’t be much of a punishment if I did that, but don’t worry I’ll wake you when it’s over.” He sighed.
“Ok I’m sorry about the thong, I’ll buy you a new one. Now lets fuck.”
“No I think you will have to beg me for it.” She answered.
“I don’t beg.” He said stubbornly.
“That’s to bad.” She shrugged and she sped up her vibrator groaning loudly. She could feel her orgasm coming quickly and rubbed her clit with her fingers.
Michael couldn’t help but stare. That should be him making her moan and cum not a stupid vibrator. But he knew he wouldn’t get to fuck her unless he begged for it. ‘Maybe I should…’ he shook his head. ‘No! I don’t beg. She should be begging me to fuck her!’ her moaning was getting louder. ‘But she’s cumming without me.’
“Oooh.” She moaned. She was almost there.
“Please.” Yente was moaning so loud she almost didn’t hear it. She stopped and looked at him.
“Please what?” Michael took a beep breath and looked her straight in the eyes.
“Please fuck me.” Yente smiled and pulled out her vibrator.
“With pleasure.” She said before pushed her pussy down on his cock. Both groaning loudly at the feeling. Yente placed her hands on his chest and started a slow rhythm. She grabbed his head and pulled him towards her breasts.
“Suck my tits.” She commanded. He groaned and did what was ordered. He licked her right nipple before sucking it strongly. “Oh yes just like that.” Michael was enjoying himself but she wasn’t going fast enough.
“Faster.” He growled in frustration. She stopped moving and pulled his head away.
“What did you just say?” She asked furiously. Michael gulped knowing that if he didn’t make this right fast he would be in big trouble.
“Please mistress. Just a little faster. I will do whatever you want. Please make me cum.” Yente gently pushed him back down on the bed. She placed his hands on her hips and smiled at him.
“Why don’t you make us cum together?” Michael returned her smile as she started moving again.
“Yes mistress.” He groaned and helped her get into a faster rhythm. Soon both were groaning loudly and approaching orgasm.
“Oh yes Michael! I’m cumming.” He heard her scream and as he felt her walls contracting around him he lost control. With one more thrust he emptied himself inside her groaning loudly. Exhausted he laid down. Pulling Yente down with him.
“I love you Michael.” She whispered before closing her eyes. He softly stroked her head.
“I love you to.”