Today Is The Day | 2016

She'd been fighting her hormones for months, wanting to jump on him nearly every day. They talked in the hallway, and she gave him a look of craving. He knew the look, but also knew there was nothing either of them could do to fulfill their sexual needs at those silently intense moments. She wanting him badly, and he wanted her more.

Every inch of her...he wanted to explore...wanted to feel against his body, and she dreamt of the same. She didn't just want him for the sake of her needs, she loved him. She saw her future when she looked at him, and to show that to him in the most intimant way was what she truly craved.

They were alone. Feeling high, not only from the drugs, but from eachother. The opportunities had come, and gone...they both needed eachother, but hadn't yet satisfied the desires of eachother. He held her in his arms, embracing her presence.

"Let's take a shower!" He suggested, and she could only agree with such an amazing idea. As their lips touched once more a feeling overwhelmed her. A tingling between her legs emerged and spread through the rest of her body, making her heart start to beat faster...thump, thump, thump. Chills ran up and down her spine as his hands gently moved across her silky skin.

In a ball of laughter, he picked her up and carried her to the bathroom, hearts still pounding. For a moment, the interaction was gentle. He put her down, letting her regain a balance of her own. They looked deep into eachothers eyes, seeing the souls of the other, knowing today was the day. She held his face in her hands, as she always did, and kissed his lips.

The gentle encounter began to fade as he pushed her up against the wall, pressing his body up against hers. She could hardly breath, feeling more and more light headed the longer they were in contact. His hands move to her waist, grabbing her shirt. He then slowly began to lift it up, revealing her body, slightly covered with a bra.

He then unclipped the front of it and took it off of her, leaving nothing to her torso but her natural features, in which he was in awe. Their lips continued contact, as if the two teens were becoming one solid being. Her hands shook as she lifted his shirt, revealing his muscular chest, in which she couldn't resist touching.

She joked about starting the water, so he did as he was told. He left the room, for a split moment. And in that time, she quickly undressed, throwing her remaining clothes to the floor. She got into the shower before he could have time to come back in. She stood in warm running water, waiting for him, to be reunited with his body.

Before she knew it, their bodies were once again pressed against eachother in the heat of the moment. Slow, precise movements were made as he ran his hands along her body, feeling beads of water along with the goosebumps on her arms.

As time went on, the more aggressive they both became. She couldn't stop kissing him, and neither could he stop kissing her. Without hesitation they began to move to the floor of the shower, never for a moment taking a break from embracing eachother, despite the slick surface. She could feel his erection grow harder and harder as she then got on top of him, adjusting her hips to the sides of the tub, and his wet body...she moved her hips, allowing him to thrust up into her.

The water continued to fall onto them as moans echoed through the bathroom....

....In his room stood two very hormonal, half dressed teenagers whom were completely head over heals in love with the other. Love, sex, and drugs were in the air. And neither of them wanted it any other way.

She was feeling quite confident, not a usual occasion for her. All she wanted was to continue to make his body tremble for her. For a brief moment she had only a couple items of clothing on, covering her bare body, a hoodie and pair of his sweatpants.

To cover their tracks before they left the empty house, they needed to get rid of all the evidence of their presence, including the new clothes on her body. She took off his hoodie, once again revealing her breasts to his wandering eyes.

Then, in a moment of true spontaneity, she slowly lowered his sweatpants from her waist, revealing her ass, and legs slowly, as a show for him to sit and enjoy. His eyes got wide as she did this, in amazement at her random act of self-confidence.

He couldn't help but put his hands on her, and she loved it. He laid back on the bed as she moved her hand toward his waistline, revealing his cock from his jeans. He was hard, anxious, dying for her. She wrapped her lips around him. Moving up and down, slowly going deeper than she ever had. Giving him the time of his life.

She moved her tongue across him, spiking his nerves to her every touch. She did this for a while, not complaining one bit...going down further and further every time, moving her tongue faster and faster. "Just sit on it." He said with a shaky breath.

Here it was, the first moment she could really do a little work on him. She grabbed him, as she slowly guided him into her tight, wet pussy. She moaned in pleasure from the very start, shaking with every beat of her heart. She could feel how hard he was, every single inch of her that he touched inside. They were one. She rocked back and forth on top of him, too high to even try her tricks.

All she cared about was how amazing she felt. She moaned, and moaned "Oh fuck. Oh my god.." As she moved up and down on top of him, leaning back to change his angle of penetration. He began to tremble, in pure pleasure, and came inside of her with a heavy breath. But she kept going, rocking on him. She leaned down to his face, said "I love you" and kissed him, all while he was still inside of her, feeling how wet he had made her....today was the day....