Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Single Summer Day ❯ Chapter 1
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: NCkitty17 
It's summer. It's hot. What's a girl to do when she's by herself and a hott guy comes along?
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.04.2003 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 8.9K | Status: Completed
It's summer. It's hot. What's a girl to do when she's by herself and a hott guy comes along?
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.04.2003 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 8.9K | Status: Completed
Hey, it's Kitty. Enjoy the fic and review!
Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Sailor Moon. ^_^;
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Serena was hot. It was almost over one hundred degrees outside, and her mother was making her fix up the backyard.
Serena grumbled as she moved towards the pool, dragging her feet. The pool was sparkling and clear, results of last weeks cleaning. Glad that she didn't have to lug around the chlorine or scrub the floor of the pool with the extended brush, Serena flopped into one of the chairs that had been placed outside for last night's barbecue.
*God, just a few more weeks of summer, then it's back to grad school and I won't have to be stuck at home doing chores.*
Ilene Laren, Serena's mother, popped her head through the sliding glass door.
"Sere?"
"Yes, mother?" Serena prayed that her mother wasn't assigning more chores. Not in this steaming weather.
"Your father and I are going to go out now. We'll be heading over to Uncle Jimmy's house, and probably be there for a couple hours. Do you want to come?"
"Is Sammy going?" Serena played with a thread that hung from her shirt.
"Yes." Ilene's eyes sparkled as she mouthed the response that she knew her daughter would reply with.
"Hah! Then I'm not going!" Serena tilted her chin, a show of stubborness.
"All right, dear. I'll tell your father that. We'll be leaving now, mmkay?"
"Sure, mom."
Serena relaxed into the chair, her head tilted back to soak up the sun. Jesus Christ, it honestly was too hot out here. Even being inside the house seemed too stuffy.
Serena heard the slam of the door, and the rev of the engine. Assuming her parents had left, she got up and went back into the house. It was way too hot to just sit and do chores. She was going to take a swim. A small grin curved her lips as she entered her room and stripped out of her t-shirt and jean shorts. She slipped on the triangle-string bikini top and the underwear bikini bottoms. Her blonde tresses were heavy and hot against her neck and back, so she tied it up with a scrunchie. Grabbing a bottle of suntan lotion and a towel, she went back outside.
She laid down the towel then slathered on the tanning lotion. Humming lightly to herself, she lay back down on the towel, deciding to tan a while, before cooling off with a swim. Beads of sweat had already formed on her skin as she thought that half an hour would be long enough for a tanning session.
Serena's backyard was rectangular, a wooden gate surrounding the perimeter with a screen to keep out the bugs and flies. Two screen doors, on opposite sides of the backyard led to the sides of the house, and from there a fence opened to the front of the house.
As her mind drifted, she barely registered the sounds of giggling and laughter. Curious, Serena sat up on her elbows, cocked her head to the left and listened. A blush rose up her neck and crept over her cheeks as she heard heavy breathing and groans of pleasure. She walked over to the edge of the screen and nearly jumped back when a shriek had filled the air.
Serena was chuckling softly, trying to stem the laughter that wanted to bubble out of her. This was so hilarious. Who'd have thought that there would be some kind of a sex interval while doing chores?
She continued to listen to her next-door neighbors, assuming that it was Cheryl and her new boyfriend Brandon.
*Yep, you're on the mark,* she mused when she'd heard Cheryl scream, "Oh yes! God, Brandon, faster!! More! Fuck me harder! O-oh-oooh...God...HARDER!!"
Convulsing with giggles Serena tightened her thighs together. Although this was funny, this was definitely having a similar effect on her. A slight frown marred her features as she pressed her thighs together, wanting not to get too horny.
*Talk about voyeurism,* she thought. A warm sensation spread throughout her nether regions as she tried not to think about Cheryl and Brandon. Within the twenty-four years of her life, Serena hadn't ever caught someone else having sex. Especially in a place that was less than private.
Moans of passion interrupted her thoughts and caused Serena's nipples to harden in response. Damn it, this wasn't good. She was getting horny and the day was already this hot. Her body was, in actuality, slowly starting to heat up--and not just from the sun's rays.
Tossing her conscious out, Serena slipped off her bikini top. Her parents weren't home, so there'd be no harm, right? Without hesitation, she slipped off the bottom portion of her bikini, needing to relieve the sexual arousal that had her body tense and taut. She lay down, her back warmed comfortably by the patio. Her eyes fluttered shut as she let a single hand wander over her flat stomach, then circled her nails around her left breast, slowly heading inward to the peak of her breast. Her nipple had already hardened into a diamond point, swollen with sensuality and sensitive to the touch.
While her left hand flirted with her breast, Serena's right hand had slipped into the triangular golden patch of curls, probing for her center of lust. She rubbed her fingers slowly over herself, her fingers already slick with her own precum. Changing tempos, she started sliding her fingers faster and harder over her clit, writhing on the ground as her system was flooded with passion and need. Her hips rotated, grinding against her fingers as she held back a moan. She bit her bottom lip, trying to suppress her groans of excitement, but to no avail. Her left hand was tugging furiously on the enlarged nipple, then paying the same attention to the right breast. Her head turned side to side as she whimpered with subdued pleasure. Almost there, just a little more. Her body lurched as she reached her first orgasm, a scream of "yes" escaping her lips.
Her fingers came away sticky and wet from her vagina. She sat up to lick the cum off her fingers when she saw movement from the corner of her eye. Eyes wide, she whirled around and cerulean eyes clashed with midnight-blue. Gasping, Serena blushed crimson.
"W-what're you doing here?" Serena sat rigidly, her body fully exposed to the one person she'd thought of as her 'enemy' since the beginning of high school.
A deep voice replied, slightly amused. "I left something here yesterday, at the barbecue. And no one was answering the doorbell. Your mom said you were at home, so I just wanted to make... sure... you were okay. I came through the gate door, if you're wondering." The arrogant tone in his voice had Serena narrowing her eyes at him.
"Oh? And what did you leave here?" Her voice was haughty as she crossed her arms over her bare chest, trying to cover up what he'd already seen.
"I left my wallet here." Darien strode over to her, and had her scrambling up before he got there. He lifted a leather wallet up off of the small table to her right. His gaze dipped down and Serena knew she'd turned as red as a tomato. Grabbing up the towel that had been set on the floor, she wrapped herself in it, glaring at Darien.
"And exactly how long were you there, watching me?"
Darien's voice came out low and husky, making her insides curl with lust. "Don't worry...I won't tell anyone what you were... doing."
The scenario she found herself in reminded her of when she'd first met him... and fallen heads over heels for him. They'd gone out for a month before breaking it off. He was the man who introduced her to lust and he was the first to touch her body.
Darien was, physically, well put together, but his attitude could use some major improvements, as far as Serena was concerned. He was 6'3" to her 5'6", had wide shoulders that tapered down to lean hips and long legs. Through the white t-shirt and black jeans, she could see the muscles that rippled and played across his chest and abs as he moved, as he breathed. Dark blue eyes and black hair that was a bit too long were the main noticeable features of his face. A chiseled nose, angular cheek bones, and full lips gave him an exotic look that was hard to put off from a woman's mind.
Currently those ocean-blue eyes of his were locked with Serena's.
"What do you want?" Her voice came out on a whisper and her eyes found the tile of the patio increasingly fascinating. His body was so close to hers and the effects he was having on her body were stimulating, to say the least. She could smell the scent of his aftershave, and the warmth that emanated from his body was a different heat than that of the sun.
Darien took another step closer, his long legs eating up the last of the space between them.
"You."
His answer surprised her into looking up. Instead of the obnoxious expression she'd expected, there was a gentle one in its place. His wide-palmed hands circled the upper part of her arms and he leaned forward, bumping foreheads softly.
"I miss you."
A blonde brow arched. "What do you mean? I see you every once in a while during our breaks, and then everyday at university."
"But I can't touch you. I can't feel you underneath me, shuddering with pleasure."
"Darien... you've never felt me 'underneath you, shuddering with pleasure'."
The cocky grin reappeared. "That doesn't mean I won't in the future."
He tilted his head forward, his lips near her ear and whispered. What he said had her blood rushing to her crotch, reminding her that she hadn't completely alleviated her earlier arousal.
"I guess… it's safe to say that I want you, too." She smiled teasingly at him, her eyes peeking at his face through her eyelashes. Past bickering arguments seemed to fade from both of the persons' minds as they gazed at one another.
A single finger traced the satiny skin of her shoulder and went across the front of her chest, dipping into the cleavage that showed from the top of the towel. He tugged on the towel and his eyes darkened as the towel slithered to the floor to pile at her feet.
Earnest now, to have him in her, she yanked at his shirt, pulling it up and over his head. The expanse of skin that met her eyes had her feeling heady with excitement and had her wet in a few seconds.
She took off his leather belt, unbuttoning his jeans and sliding the zipper down, slowly and provocatively. Her fingers slipped behind the elastic waistband of his boxers, and slid them down. He stepped out of his jeans and boxers, catching her wrists and bringing her hands back up and around his neck.
He turned their bodies around to face her house and pushed her against the cream-colored wall. Her feet dangled a couple inches off of the floor as he bent a knee between her legs. She straddled him like a rider on a horse, her legs on either side of his muscled thigh with her hands on his shoulders. She rode up and down his thigh, the friction causing her to tremble and her clitoris to enlarge, once again. Tiny moans were elicited from her as the passion seemed to grow to indescribable heights. White pinpoints clouded her vision as she orgasmed.
Panting heavily, Serena's eyes were dilated and dazed as Darien touched his lips with hers. Her eyes focused then closed as his tongue probed her mouth, entered, and his want of her was translated between their tongues.
His lips rubbed over hers gently, then roughly, his teeth nibbling on her bottom lip every now and then. He laid her on the patio, his knees between hers as he settled over her, his erection hard against her soft belly. He traced a path with his kisses, going down her neck, back up to her ear, then down again to circle her breasts. His tongue paused over her areola, swirling and bathing the apex of her breast then suckling on it. Her groan in response was like music to his ears as he gripped her waist with his hands.
Her hands had been making a frenzy trail over his shoulders, and around his back. But as he suckled on her nipples, she fisted her hands in his hair, clutching his head to her breasts. A tingling sensation spread through her breasts, drawn to her nipples. As he bit down softly on her other nipple, she cried out, half in pain, half in pleasure. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pushing him down, urging him to lower himself into her.
He came back up to her face and kissed the corner of her mouth. "No, not yet. I want this to last a little longer."
His hands led lazy paths down her hips and over the outside of her thighs, then turning and trailing on the inner length of them. Everywhere his fingertips touched a small fire burned. Arching against him, she tried to get his fingers to slip into her, but his fingers stayed teasingly out of reach of her love hole. His index finger circled her center, then barely touched clit. Frustrated with the lack of something inside her, she whimpered and arched again.
Controlling his urge to just slip inside her, Darien slid down her front body. He put his head between her legs he stuck out his tongue. Sliding slowly up the length of her outer lips, he nibbled gently. Her cries of pleasure had him rock hard against the tile and aching. He placed his lips over the hard little nub of flesh and sucked hard, swiping his tongue over and over against it. Passion built in Serena and had her tightening her thighs around his head, drawing him even closer to the most secret part of her. Layer by layer, passion built, the need to orgasm so great that when he stopped she moaned in despair. *No, please. Don't stop, I-I'm almost there* she thought, almost crazily.
She rocked her hips against his face, then when he stuck his tongue into her and shoved it in and out, she finally orgasmed.
Out of breath and nearly spent, she tumbled with Darien and flipped him on his back.
"God, Darien. You're going to kill me at this rate."
He smiled and cupped her cheek in his hand, licking the last of her cum off his lips.
"At least it'll be a good way to die, right?"
Laughing, Serena straddled his hips and slid down on his erected penis.
"O-oooh… yesss…. Ohh, God… Darien…!" *Who'd ever think that your cock was this big?* she asked silently. Yes, his cock was big, a good seven and a half inches, she guessed.
She rode him faster, his hands on her buttocks, guiding her up and down his shaft. He groaned and shouted with pleasure on his own release.
As she collapsed against him, she had her head turned, listening to his rapid heartbeat. One hand rested on his chest while the other was around his neck. His hands were still cupped about her rear, pressing her to him as they were still connected.
*Who'd have thought this would have happened,* she mused tiredly.
Giggling could be heard over the gate, and when both heads turned to find the source of the sound, Darien and Serena saw Cheryl and Brandon watching from over the fence.
"Nice show, Dare," laughed Brandon. "It was better than going out and renting one of those adult XXX videos." Brandon and Cheryl turned and went back into Cheryl's house with laughter lighting up their faces.
Darien and Serena blushed red as they stared at one another. Getting off of him, Serena slipped into the pool to wash off the cum.
Darien joined her a few seconds later and sat on the pool stairs with his arms around Serena, his hand playing with her breasts as she leaned against him.
"So, where do we go from now?" Darien asked.
It seemed that things would be different between them, now. Serena sighed and just closed her eyes and shrugged. She placed her hands over his and guided them between her legs.
"I guess we have a little more fun, eh?"
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There you go. Erotica. ^^ I'm in my 'lemon' phase, right now. Anyway, that was just a one-shot [thus not a lot of plot formation], so I hope you guys liked it. Review, ne?
Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Sailor Moon. ^_^;
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Serena was hot. It was almost over one hundred degrees outside, and her mother was making her fix up the backyard.
Serena grumbled as she moved towards the pool, dragging her feet. The pool was sparkling and clear, results of last weeks cleaning. Glad that she didn't have to lug around the chlorine or scrub the floor of the pool with the extended brush, Serena flopped into one of the chairs that had been placed outside for last night's barbecue.
*God, just a few more weeks of summer, then it's back to grad school and I won't have to be stuck at home doing chores.*
Ilene Laren, Serena's mother, popped her head through the sliding glass door.
"Sere?"
"Yes, mother?" Serena prayed that her mother wasn't assigning more chores. Not in this steaming weather.
"Your father and I are going to go out now. We'll be heading over to Uncle Jimmy's house, and probably be there for a couple hours. Do you want to come?"
"Is Sammy going?" Serena played with a thread that hung from her shirt.
"Yes." Ilene's eyes sparkled as she mouthed the response that she knew her daughter would reply with.
"Hah! Then I'm not going!" Serena tilted her chin, a show of stubborness.
"All right, dear. I'll tell your father that. We'll be leaving now, mmkay?"
"Sure, mom."
Serena relaxed into the chair, her head tilted back to soak up the sun. Jesus Christ, it honestly was too hot out here. Even being inside the house seemed too stuffy.
Serena heard the slam of the door, and the rev of the engine. Assuming her parents had left, she got up and went back into the house. It was way too hot to just sit and do chores. She was going to take a swim. A small grin curved her lips as she entered her room and stripped out of her t-shirt and jean shorts. She slipped on the triangle-string bikini top and the underwear bikini bottoms. Her blonde tresses were heavy and hot against her neck and back, so she tied it up with a scrunchie. Grabbing a bottle of suntan lotion and a towel, she went back outside.
She laid down the towel then slathered on the tanning lotion. Humming lightly to herself, she lay back down on the towel, deciding to tan a while, before cooling off with a swim. Beads of sweat had already formed on her skin as she thought that half an hour would be long enough for a tanning session.
Serena's backyard was rectangular, a wooden gate surrounding the perimeter with a screen to keep out the bugs and flies. Two screen doors, on opposite sides of the backyard led to the sides of the house, and from there a fence opened to the front of the house.
As her mind drifted, she barely registered the sounds of giggling and laughter. Curious, Serena sat up on her elbows, cocked her head to the left and listened. A blush rose up her neck and crept over her cheeks as she heard heavy breathing and groans of pleasure. She walked over to the edge of the screen and nearly jumped back when a shriek had filled the air.
Serena was chuckling softly, trying to stem the laughter that wanted to bubble out of her. This was so hilarious. Who'd have thought that there would be some kind of a sex interval while doing chores?
She continued to listen to her next-door neighbors, assuming that it was Cheryl and her new boyfriend Brandon.
*Yep, you're on the mark,* she mused when she'd heard Cheryl scream, "Oh yes! God, Brandon, faster!! More! Fuck me harder! O-oh-oooh...God...HARDER!!"
Convulsing with giggles Serena tightened her thighs together. Although this was funny, this was definitely having a similar effect on her. A slight frown marred her features as she pressed her thighs together, wanting not to get too horny.
*Talk about voyeurism,* she thought. A warm sensation spread throughout her nether regions as she tried not to think about Cheryl and Brandon. Within the twenty-four years of her life, Serena hadn't ever caught someone else having sex. Especially in a place that was less than private.
Moans of passion interrupted her thoughts and caused Serena's nipples to harden in response. Damn it, this wasn't good. She was getting horny and the day was already this hot. Her body was, in actuality, slowly starting to heat up--and not just from the sun's rays.
Tossing her conscious out, Serena slipped off her bikini top. Her parents weren't home, so there'd be no harm, right? Without hesitation, she slipped off the bottom portion of her bikini, needing to relieve the sexual arousal that had her body tense and taut. She lay down, her back warmed comfortably by the patio. Her eyes fluttered shut as she let a single hand wander over her flat stomach, then circled her nails around her left breast, slowly heading inward to the peak of her breast. Her nipple had already hardened into a diamond point, swollen with sensuality and sensitive to the touch.
While her left hand flirted with her breast, Serena's right hand had slipped into the triangular golden patch of curls, probing for her center of lust. She rubbed her fingers slowly over herself, her fingers already slick with her own precum. Changing tempos, she started sliding her fingers faster and harder over her clit, writhing on the ground as her system was flooded with passion and need. Her hips rotated, grinding against her fingers as she held back a moan. She bit her bottom lip, trying to suppress her groans of excitement, but to no avail. Her left hand was tugging furiously on the enlarged nipple, then paying the same attention to the right breast. Her head turned side to side as she whimpered with subdued pleasure. Almost there, just a little more. Her body lurched as she reached her first orgasm, a scream of "yes" escaping her lips.
Her fingers came away sticky and wet from her vagina. She sat up to lick the cum off her fingers when she saw movement from the corner of her eye. Eyes wide, she whirled around and cerulean eyes clashed with midnight-blue. Gasping, Serena blushed crimson.
"W-what're you doing here?" Serena sat rigidly, her body fully exposed to the one person she'd thought of as her 'enemy' since the beginning of high school.
A deep voice replied, slightly amused. "I left something here yesterday, at the barbecue. And no one was answering the doorbell. Your mom said you were at home, so I just wanted to make... sure... you were okay. I came through the gate door, if you're wondering." The arrogant tone in his voice had Serena narrowing her eyes at him.
"Oh? And what did you leave here?" Her voice was haughty as she crossed her arms over her bare chest, trying to cover up what he'd already seen.
"I left my wallet here." Darien strode over to her, and had her scrambling up before he got there. He lifted a leather wallet up off of the small table to her right. His gaze dipped down and Serena knew she'd turned as red as a tomato. Grabbing up the towel that had been set on the floor, she wrapped herself in it, glaring at Darien.
"And exactly how long were you there, watching me?"
Darien's voice came out low and husky, making her insides curl with lust. "Don't worry...I won't tell anyone what you were... doing."
The scenario she found herself in reminded her of when she'd first met him... and fallen heads over heels for him. They'd gone out for a month before breaking it off. He was the man who introduced her to lust and he was the first to touch her body.
Darien was, physically, well put together, but his attitude could use some major improvements, as far as Serena was concerned. He was 6'3" to her 5'6", had wide shoulders that tapered down to lean hips and long legs. Through the white t-shirt and black jeans, she could see the muscles that rippled and played across his chest and abs as he moved, as he breathed. Dark blue eyes and black hair that was a bit too long were the main noticeable features of his face. A chiseled nose, angular cheek bones, and full lips gave him an exotic look that was hard to put off from a woman's mind.
Currently those ocean-blue eyes of his were locked with Serena's.
"What do you want?" Her voice came out on a whisper and her eyes found the tile of the patio increasingly fascinating. His body was so close to hers and the effects he was having on her body were stimulating, to say the least. She could smell the scent of his aftershave, and the warmth that emanated from his body was a different heat than that of the sun.
Darien took another step closer, his long legs eating up the last of the space between them.
"You."
His answer surprised her into looking up. Instead of the obnoxious expression she'd expected, there was a gentle one in its place. His wide-palmed hands circled the upper part of her arms and he leaned forward, bumping foreheads softly.
"I miss you."
A blonde brow arched. "What do you mean? I see you every once in a while during our breaks, and then everyday at university."
"But I can't touch you. I can't feel you underneath me, shuddering with pleasure."
"Darien... you've never felt me 'underneath you, shuddering with pleasure'."
The cocky grin reappeared. "That doesn't mean I won't in the future."
He tilted his head forward, his lips near her ear and whispered. What he said had her blood rushing to her crotch, reminding her that she hadn't completely alleviated her earlier arousal.
"I guess… it's safe to say that I want you, too." She smiled teasingly at him, her eyes peeking at his face through her eyelashes. Past bickering arguments seemed to fade from both of the persons' minds as they gazed at one another.
A single finger traced the satiny skin of her shoulder and went across the front of her chest, dipping into the cleavage that showed from the top of the towel. He tugged on the towel and his eyes darkened as the towel slithered to the floor to pile at her feet.
Earnest now, to have him in her, she yanked at his shirt, pulling it up and over his head. The expanse of skin that met her eyes had her feeling heady with excitement and had her wet in a few seconds.
She took off his leather belt, unbuttoning his jeans and sliding the zipper down, slowly and provocatively. Her fingers slipped behind the elastic waistband of his boxers, and slid them down. He stepped out of his jeans and boxers, catching her wrists and bringing her hands back up and around his neck.
He turned their bodies around to face her house and pushed her against the cream-colored wall. Her feet dangled a couple inches off of the floor as he bent a knee between her legs. She straddled him like a rider on a horse, her legs on either side of his muscled thigh with her hands on his shoulders. She rode up and down his thigh, the friction causing her to tremble and her clitoris to enlarge, once again. Tiny moans were elicited from her as the passion seemed to grow to indescribable heights. White pinpoints clouded her vision as she orgasmed.
Panting heavily, Serena's eyes were dilated and dazed as Darien touched his lips with hers. Her eyes focused then closed as his tongue probed her mouth, entered, and his want of her was translated between their tongues.
His lips rubbed over hers gently, then roughly, his teeth nibbling on her bottom lip every now and then. He laid her on the patio, his knees between hers as he settled over her, his erection hard against her soft belly. He traced a path with his kisses, going down her neck, back up to her ear, then down again to circle her breasts. His tongue paused over her areola, swirling and bathing the apex of her breast then suckling on it. Her groan in response was like music to his ears as he gripped her waist with his hands.
Her hands had been making a frenzy trail over his shoulders, and around his back. But as he suckled on her nipples, she fisted her hands in his hair, clutching his head to her breasts. A tingling sensation spread through her breasts, drawn to her nipples. As he bit down softly on her other nipple, she cried out, half in pain, half in pleasure. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pushing him down, urging him to lower himself into her.
He came back up to her face and kissed the corner of her mouth. "No, not yet. I want this to last a little longer."
His hands led lazy paths down her hips and over the outside of her thighs, then turning and trailing on the inner length of them. Everywhere his fingertips touched a small fire burned. Arching against him, she tried to get his fingers to slip into her, but his fingers stayed teasingly out of reach of her love hole. His index finger circled her center, then barely touched clit. Frustrated with the lack of something inside her, she whimpered and arched again.
Controlling his urge to just slip inside her, Darien slid down her front body. He put his head between her legs he stuck out his tongue. Sliding slowly up the length of her outer lips, he nibbled gently. Her cries of pleasure had him rock hard against the tile and aching. He placed his lips over the hard little nub of flesh and sucked hard, swiping his tongue over and over against it. Passion built in Serena and had her tightening her thighs around his head, drawing him even closer to the most secret part of her. Layer by layer, passion built, the need to orgasm so great that when he stopped she moaned in despair. *No, please. Don't stop, I-I'm almost there* she thought, almost crazily.
She rocked her hips against his face, then when he stuck his tongue into her and shoved it in and out, she finally orgasmed.
Out of breath and nearly spent, she tumbled with Darien and flipped him on his back.
"God, Darien. You're going to kill me at this rate."
He smiled and cupped her cheek in his hand, licking the last of her cum off his lips.
"At least it'll be a good way to die, right?"
Laughing, Serena straddled his hips and slid down on his erected penis.
"O-oooh… yesss…. Ohh, God… Darien…!" *Who'd ever think that your cock was this big?* she asked silently. Yes, his cock was big, a good seven and a half inches, she guessed.
She rode him faster, his hands on her buttocks, guiding her up and down his shaft. He groaned and shouted with pleasure on his own release.
As she collapsed against him, she had her head turned, listening to his rapid heartbeat. One hand rested on his chest while the other was around his neck. His hands were still cupped about her rear, pressing her to him as they were still connected.
*Who'd have thought this would have happened,* she mused tiredly.
Giggling could be heard over the gate, and when both heads turned to find the source of the sound, Darien and Serena saw Cheryl and Brandon watching from over the fence.
"Nice show, Dare," laughed Brandon. "It was better than going out and renting one of those adult XXX videos." Brandon and Cheryl turned and went back into Cheryl's house with laughter lighting up their faces.
Darien and Serena blushed red as they stared at one another. Getting off of him, Serena slipped into the pool to wash off the cum.
Darien joined her a few seconds later and sat on the pool stairs with his arms around Serena, his hand playing with her breasts as she leaned against him.
"So, where do we go from now?" Darien asked.
It seemed that things would be different between them, now. Serena sighed and just closed her eyes and shrugged. She placed her hands over his and guided them between her legs.
"I guess we have a little more fun, eh?"
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There you go. Erotica. ^^ I'm in my 'lemon' phase, right now. Anyway, that was just a one-shot [thus not a lot of plot formation], so I hope you guys liked it. Review, ne?