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                                 THE ATTIC
                                by Jenifer 
                         at krreber@ix.netcom.com

    

     Her eyes met his for a brief second then flitted away.  The silence of 
the huge library was alluring.  The hour was late and there were only a few 
minglers, last minute patrons checking out books for term papers and 
stragglers reading the last paragraphs of their papers. 

     Tonight was the night.  She was staying later and he was closing. 

     Nobody would be there un'til morning again and tonight was the night 
that they would explore the attic. 

     The attic.  The thought of being alone in the attic with him sent 
shivers of excitement down her spine.  Tonight it would finally happen, her 
dream would be reality.  She'd told him about the dream a few times over 
the phone, she'd listened to him come as her own words became nothing more 
than gasps of climax and long sighs of sweet resolution.  He'd offered to 
make her fantasy a reality.  To rendezvous together.  They were virtual 
strangers.  That was even more exciting. 

     Her mind drifted to the dream:     

    

     They were alone finally.  Everyone had left and the library was more 
quiet than ever.  A small enigmatic smile played on her lips.  He met her 
on the winding stairs that lead to the attic, gently taking her hand.  
Their fingers twined together.  The gentle swish of her skirt twirled 
around her ankles.  He looked at her and her breasts tightened under her 
blouse, the top three buttons were opened.  The shoulder of her blouse fell 
slightly off, revealing the spaghetti strap of her camisole.  Her breasts 
swelled into his hand when he cupped one then the other and teased her lips 
with a light kiss. 

     The turn of the lock simultaneously  flashed with the desire in her 
eyes.  She kissed him, her tongue played against his lips and he opened his 
mouth, taking her tongue into an erotic play with his.  

     He turned the door knob and lead her into the attic.  It was barely 
lit but she could see where he was leading her.  To a corner, near the 
literature section.  She could see a blanket and candles spread out. 

     The moon shown through the round window over the blanket, casting a 
silvery light across her body.  His fingers released the zipper of her 
skirt and it slithered to the floor with a silk whisper.  The smooth pads 
of his thumbs traced a line across her velvety skin above her naval. 

     She touched the line of his jaw with her lips, grazing them across the 
slight five o clock shadow.  Her fingers moved down the buttons on his 
shirt, opening them one by one.  Her mouth blazed a hot trail down his 
chest, circling his nipples with her tongue. 

     He tugged her back to him, his mouth sought hers fervently.  Her 
blouse slipped uncaringly onto the floor into a puddle of silk with her 
skirt and panties.  Only the camisole remained.  Languorously he slid each 
strap down revealing her breasts to the muggy air. 

     She arched toward him when his mouth found her puckered nipple.  Tiny 
whimpers of ecstasy came from her throat.  She was wet under his gentle 
touch. 

     He laid her down on the blanket and tenderly nudged open her thighs.  
She drew in a sharp breath when his tongue met her wet throbbing clit. 

     "Oh" she gasped breathlessly under his ministrations. 

     He put his fingers in her and she arched at the invasion, pulling them 
deeper within.  He withdrew them and covered her breasts with her own salty 
juice, he licked it off and saw the excitement light in her eyes. 

     She felt him put his tongue against her clit and tiny shudders of 
pleasure wound her tightly, her muscles clenched as she came fast and hard, 
sucking her throbbing clit with his teeth and mouth.. 

     She unbuttoned his jeans, sitting on her knees above him.  He helped 
her pull them off.  An O of appreciation and awe formed on her rosebud 
mouth when she saw his erection.  He watched as she leaned over and took 
the tip of his cock in her mouth, sucking him tentatively at first.  An 
animal like sound, between a growl and a groan escaped from him. She 
wondered if he was in agony like she had been when he'd been licking her 
and sucking her, torturing her.   

     She didn't stop.  His hands wound through her hair pulling her mouth 
further onto him.  Her mouth opened wider and she took more of him in, as 
much as she could.  

     He exploded warm cum in her mouth and over her lips, she pulled away 
licking it from her lips like a lazy kitten who'd gotten the last of the 
sweet cream. 

     He grasped her arms and pulled her over his stomach her knees on 
either side of him. Her swollen lips pressed wetly into his stomach.  She 
could feel his erection begin to rise again, pressing into her backside.   

     She slid backwards 'til the tip teased her clit, un'til he could see 
what it was doing.  It was a like a game of peek-a-boo, with her clit and 
his cock. 

     He instructed her to get on her knees and wrap her tight velvety 
warmth around him.  She complied willingly, getting up and then sinking 
onto his cock. Rocking back and forth.  His hips willing his cock to reach 
all of her spots.   

     He felt her start to stiffen, so pulled back.  Not letting her come, 
not yet.  She whimpered pressing herself against him to take back what he'd 
stolen moments earlier.   

     "Please. Oh please," she moaned.. 

     "So polite," he smiled wickedly. "Please what..?" 

     "Please."  

     "Say it for me love. Please what?" he caressed her face. 

     "You fiend," she whispered. " Let me come." 

     "What?" he asked. 

     "Please let me come." She took his fingers in her mouth, sucking them. 

     He moved into her further, pressing the tip of his cock against her 
g-spot and the base against her clit. 

     He felt her stiffen as she began to come, her head thrown back her 
hair cascading over her shoulders. Her eyes open, watching him intensely as 
he came. Filling her belly with his hot cum. She cried out with him.  

     She lay on his chest, her breathing matching his. Her breasts pressed 
against his chest.  

     "Next time I'll make you beg," she said. Her words muffled by his 
kiss.    

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                                 THE ATTIC
                                by Jenifer 
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