W I L D E

If you really wanted, you could find thousands of ways to get a person naked. Especially when the other party was willing or well craving for your touch. Our relationship in private had changed drastically but since that day much to my annoyance, we were never really alone with mum or dad around. As a result, we didn't kiss again after that day. Even though I was dying to. I'd catch her eyes traveling to my lips to my pants.

It was barely a week later, when we both found ourselves in my room again, alone at home. We both made poor small talk till Daisy asked if I wanted to play a game.

I wasn't surprised when it was the same game we played the first time she jerked me off.

She lost her jacket first, then I lost my jacket, the next question she got it right, I purposely answered wrongly removing my shirt. I think Daisy suspected what I was doing because we both deliberately got every question wrong till she was in her bra and panties and I was in nothing but my boxers. 

"You're turned on," She teased.

My heartbeat was racing, my mind kind of fogged up since she lost her shirt. 

She was breathtakingly beautiful. She was slim and already showing signs of a large chest. Her waist was small and tiny, her chest was pretty and her legs. They looked fantastic. "Are you surprised?" I whispered.

Daisy smiled, almost shy. Then she moved closer, so our knees were brushing against each other on the floor. Then slowly she leaned in. My experience with Cecile told me enough that we were going to kiss. I leaned in kissing her. Our kiss was soft. Her lips felt hesitant on my own. My fingers traveled down her smooth nearly naked expanse of skin. I tugged her, trying to pull her closer. She moved closer, sitting on top of my lap. Her fingers running down my bare skin. Her touch felt like the first falls of snow.

Her skin was cool to my touch and months of dreaming about her, fantasizing about her seemed to come to life. Too bad my legs ached. I'd never supported Daisy and she looked light, not as heavy as she felt on my lap. We broke apart, fingers still tracing the others skin. "Daisy," my voice was gruff, a little deeper. Daisy closed her cheeks, cheeks reddening. I pushed her a little and she got off my lap. My legs ached a little. I stood up, feeling blood move to my legs, holding a hand out to her. She took it and I pulled her up. 

I glanced down hungrily at her body. Then without a word, I closed the distance between us resting my hands on her waist and kissing her deeply, hungrier. I pressed my member against her stomach, rubbing it lightly. She pushed me away slightly, directing me to the bed, our lips didn't part.

I fall on the bed, pulling Daisy with me. We broke apart for a breath before resuming kissing each other. Daisy was on top of me and I felt her grinding herself against me. It was small at first just her pressing her private part to my member. Then she started moving up and down, our lips breaking every few minutes for breaths. I was easily becoming breathless as she lightly grind herself on me. My breaths were heavier and my hands rested hesitantly on her bottom stopping her from moving. 

Our breaths were heavy and her eyes were on mine. She kissed me gently then her hands moved to unclasp her bra. I stopped kissing her moving back to glance at her as she removed that bit of clothing. "You look so beautiful," I whispered before engaging her lips in another heated kiss. She grind her hips against mine hard and confident. It felt so fucking good I moaned. Then she was about to wiggle out of her panties but my fingers stopped her. 

"Daisy," I whispered. 

Daisy glanced back at me. 

"Not today, I didn't buy protection-" 

She kissed me on my lips then she pulled back. "I'm on the pill." 

It didn't register to me at first, then it did. 

My mind swarmed a little at that, questions that should have followed didn't follow. I knew I should have pushed her off, but my mind stopped thinking and my dick was hard and painfully up. It felt like a dream. A really good dream. I might have been silent, staring at her with wonder a little too long because she faltered, voice hesitant. "I don't want you to think I'm a slut, Cor, I've never done it with anyone else before."

Cor.

Normally, I'd be annoyed, but with Daisy's large naked chest pressed against mine, eyes uncertain, I didn't feel annoyed. "You're not a slut," I told her, "I never thought you were a slut." Then I kissed her a little harsher, a lot faster because I wanted to do it. Desperately. She kissed me back with equal fervor. Her lips like the sweet song of heaven.

She slipped her panties off, my fingers trailed down, all the way down her bare bum. When she didn't push me away, I became bolder squeezing her bottom, pressing it and pulling it against me. I let my kiss trail down to her neck, wondering if she'd let me kiss her boobs as well. When she didn't protest, I moved lower and lower, the sounds of her soft gasps turning me on.

She was naked, very naked against me.

I didn't know when my parents would show up.

I wasn't sure how much time I had.

Which was something I'd regret later. I'd had a lot of regrets on that day. Things I should have said or done to have changed the outcome.

Her fingers were in my hair, going down my neck then to my shoulders as I played with her chest, kissing around it and sneaking her kiss on her chest. I moved back, my dick felt like it was going to burst any minute.

"Daisy," I whispered.

She glanced at me, eyes looking so sexy. They were a little misty and her eyes looked very dark.

"I think I'm going to-" I moaned, her grinding alone doing things to me that it shouldn't be doing, "cum, if you don't stop doing that."

She halted, a small smile on her face.

Then she kissed my lips gently. "Are you sure you want to do this?" She asked a little breathlessly.

I glanced at her, "I do, do you?"

She nodded, brown hair falling into her face.

She moved off me and watched me get my boxers off. Instinct took over and I turned Daisy around, letting her go down this time I kissed her, my dick touching her private part. She moved pushing it on mine, I could feel how damp it had become. She kept pushing it to me, grinding. Then it slipped in. The tip of my dick. I felt the moistness of it. It was nothing like the soap, lotion and a wide foray of things I've used on my dick. Everything else felt like a cheap imitation of what I wanted. I pulled apart, a gasp slipping out from my lips. She froze too.

The feeling of the one inch of my dick in her was enough for me to blow over. It took every bit of control I had not to cum. We both don't move for a bit, then hesitantly I asked, "Are you sure?"

She pushed her hip up and the one inch became two inches. I groaned. Her fingers moved from my back, going down to my chest, softly trailing down it. Then she moved to my waist and pulled it down.

She let out a gasp, and wriggled a little.

I lost it. The shock of it, the warm wet walls around my dick was enough for me to blow. I came in her, groaning as I did. She wriggled but her hands held my waist down firm loosening a little when I came in her. It took a minute for me to unload everything in her. When I was done. I didn't move, feeling my dick go back to it's usual size.

When I opened my eyes. I saw her looking at me, a little breathlessly.

Embarrassment filled me. I shouldn't have cum so fast, nor so hard. I knew back then that she didn't feel as great as I did. I didn't even know if I could get it back up again. I pulled out, trying not to feel so ashamed.

"I'm so sorry." I said, rolling off the bed. I wanted to cover my dick, hanging small and limp. Daisy was silent on my bed, probably upset that I already blew my nut, inside of her without asking. "I shouldn't have done that." I sat on the bed, covering my flaming face.

It took Daisy a minute before she moved, she rolled off the bed and into the toilet. I didn't turn to watch her as she left. Minutes later, I heard the shower starting.

I picked up our clothes wearing mine, and leaving hers near the shower with a towel. I heard noises from the shower and it's only much later, I'd wonder if she was crying.

Daisy came out in thirty minutes, dressed and she walked pass the living room. She stopped near the door. I didn't turn to look at her but I could feel her there watching me. Then finally she said, "Wilde, I just want you to know that..." She paused. I waited. "It's okay. We're still friends."

Then she left.