The Secret

They spent the evening in the flat. Ellie was curled up in the corner of the sofa, her head still in her book. She rarely had time to read properly at home so to be able to lose herself rather than stopping at the end of a chapter, wanting more, was a real luxury.

Alan had cooked Spaghetti Bolognese, and they ate it at the table, finishing off the bottle of wine from the previous night. Ellie had been impressed; he was quite a good cook. After they had eaten he refused her offers to help him with the dishes and insisted she went back to reading – he could see how keen she was and didn’t want to spoil her fun.

He came into the sitting room and watched her for a little while as she read. Her long hair was tucked behind her ear, the light from the lamp highlighting the red colour and her lovely cheek bones. He stared and tried to capture the image of her, here in the flat. It seemed like she had always been here, she was part of the place. He felt a stab of longing deep inside as he thought about her leaving and forced himself to think about something else.
He walked over to sit beside her, took one of her feet in his hands and slowly began to rub her ankle and sole with his smooth, firm fingers. Ellie smiled at him, turned onto her back and stretched her legs out over his knees so he could reach before pulling the book back up to her face. His hands were warm and soft and she sighed deeply, it felt wonderful being here with him.

‘Do you fancy going out tomorrow night?’ He asked her, quietly so as not to disturb her too much.

She looked over the top of the book and smiled at him. ‘That would be good! What did you have in mind? Pub, going clubbing…or….Karaoke?’ She grinned at him.

‘You make me feel old! Clubbing? No…. I was thinking the theatre, I have tickets to see a play tomorrow night, and we could use them if you fancy it.’ He was concentrating on her other foot, rubbing in small circles. She wriggled her toes at him and he looked up at her.

‘I love going to the theatre. What’s the play?’ She was smiling at him, a sexy gleam in her eye. Her thoughts were not fully on the conversation; the touch of his hands was distracting her a little.

‘It’s Twelfth Night, at The Globe.’ He murmured and moved back to her other foot. He was enjoying it and seemed totally absorbed.

Ellie watched him. He looked very serious and was concentrating so hard his tongue was sticking out between his lips. Ellie giggled and he stopped rubbing to look at her.

‘What?’ He smiled.

‘Are you always such a perfectionist? You will rub the skin away if you’re not careful!’

She giggled again and pulled her feet away, moving position so she was snuggled up next to him. He wrapped his arm around her and kissed her hair, inhaling her scent.

‘So, do you want to go tomorrow?’ He could feel her breast pressing into his side and adjusted his position as his erection started to grow.

Ellie wrapped her arm around his waist. ‘Yes, let’s go. I would love to see The Globe; I’ve heard it looks incredible. I haven’t read Twelfth Night, though. What’s it about?’

She looked up at him and he looked down into her deep blue eyes and smiled a little.

‘It’s about unrequited love.’ He whispered softly before bending and covering her lips with his.

Ellie gasped a little as his tongue found its way into her soft mouth and she kissed him back passionately, her hand rubbing his chest and feeling his muscles beneath his shirt. He put his hand through her hair and pulled her closer, kissing her deeply, his tongue exploring her lips, finding her tongue and flicking the tip of it with his.

They pulled away, both of them gasping for breath, eyes heavy with desire.

‘Let’s go to bed.’ Ellie looked at him, her eyes were blazing with passion and he smiled at her. It was almost an order and he had no intention of disobeying her. He grabbed her hand and they walked together into the bedroom, stopping in the doorway to kiss, gently and softly, Ellie’s tongue gently licking his bottom lip playfully as she pulled away from him.

Ellie turned on the bedside lamp and took off her T- shirt and skirt. He watched her from the doorway, his eyes drinking her in. She was perfect in every way. She turned and looked at him from beneath her eyelids and he saw the woman she was becoming. It seemed she was maturing more each day.
Ellie could feel it too. She felt confident with him, self-assured. She enjoyed the effect she was having on him but even more, the effect he was having on her She was like a butterfly learning to stretch its wings and she loved it. She had never been particularly confident in the bedroom with Pete, always allowing him to direct the situation, but tonight, with Alan, she felt different. She was in control and he was willing to let her guide him.

Ellie stood facing him and he slowly walked towards her, taking her hands as he devoured her curves with his eyes. Without speaking, Ellie helped him to step out of his clothes and they stood looking into each other’s eyes. There was electricity in the room; they both felt it, as if they were loving each other without making love. Ellie’s skin was tingling with anticipation and Alan’s penis was rock hard and throbbing, yet they weren’t even touching.

Alan lifted his hand and gently caressed the curve of Ellie’s breast beneath the lace of her bra’. Ellie gasped as his fingers brushed her erect nipple and she closed her eyes, her mouth gently parted, enjoying the feel of his hand exploring her creamy mounds. His hands caressed her waist; he stepped closer to her and found her round buttocks, pulling her to him until their bodies were touching, his stiff penis rubbing firmly against her wet crotch.

Ellie looked up at him and stared into his hazel eyes, her hands on his firm buttocks, stroking the skin, feeling their firm flesh beneath her fingers.

‘I love you…’ She spoke clearly with a hint of huskiness, her feelings for him so strong they had to take verbal form, and she couldn’t hold it back.

‘I know… I love you, too…’ He answered her in a whisper, in awe of this incredible creature, so different, so beautiful and so surprising.

Ellie dropped slowly to her knees and wrapped her arms around his legs, hugging his crotch to her cheek, his hands stroking her hair. He could feel the intensity of her feelings and closed his eyes, relishing the feel of her face against his hard penis.
She turned her face towards his crotch and gently licked the head of his penis with her warm, wet tongue. He shuddered and gasped as she took the head between her lips and pushed him inside her soft mouth, sucking very gently, running her tongue over the ridge, and tasting every bit of him. She started to thrust her face slowly back and forth and he groaned with desire. She felt incredible and he looked down, watching her mouth as she pleasured him. Her eyes were closed and he could see she was enjoying it as much as he was. He pulled away a little, he didn’t want to rush it and come too soon. Ellie looked up at him and grinned.

‘Spoil sport!’ She laughed as he pulled her to her feet. ‘You taste so nice, too.. .’ She smiled at him sexily as he turned her and sat her on the edge of the bed.

‘It’s my turn.’ He smiled down at her and pushed her knees open with his hands as he knelt on the floor in front of her. Ellie sighed contentedly and lay back on the bed.
Alan reached for the waistband of her small lacy knickers and pulled them off over her slim hips. He kissed the inside of her thighs, his hands gently caressing her calves and moving up to cradle her hips with his arms, his hands under her bottom. He gently pulled her crotch closer to the edge of the bed and kissed her soft reddish curls, probing her wet folds with his tongue delicately, tasting every drop of her, He ran his tongue the length of her labia, caressing her clitoris and flicking it with the tip. Ellie moaned with pleasure and wriggled her buttocks on his hands. He moved his mouth over her clit and nibbled it with his teeth very gently. Ellie gasped and pushed her pussy further into his face as he slipped his tongue inside her soaking vagina, thrusting firmly in and out.

‘Alan, please, stop… ‘ She gasped, he was so very good at that but she wanted to feel him inside her.

He smiled at her and kneeled between her knees, the tip of his penis nudging her entrance as he leaned forward and took a nipple in his mouth, sucking and licking her perfect bud.

Ellie moaned and push her crotch forward. They both gasped as the head of his penis was pushed into her pussy. He pushed himself up a little onto his feet and rammed himself fully into her. Ellie cried out with pleasure, her eyes were closed and she tightened the muscles in her vagina so she could feel every inch of him.
Ellie raised her long legs and rested them on his shoulders as he placed his hands either side of her head. Her buttocks were raised slightly and he went deeper into her with a gasp, the tip of his penis touching her cervix.

They paused for a moment and looked into each other’s eyes. Ellie smiled at him, her eyes half-closed, revelling in the feel of him inside her. He smiled back at her and began to move, slowly, pushing his buttocks back and forth, sliding his thick length in an out of her, watching her face as she closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip, gasping as the pleasure started to build.

Ellie moved her hand to her clit and began to rub herself as he started to thrust harder and quicker. He was so huge, he felt incredible and she could hardly believe the pleasure he was giving her. She looked into his face. He was looking at her, enjoying her pleasure and he gasped as he felt his orgasm close.

‘Fuck me, Alan.’ Ellie said huskily ‘I’m coming… oh Christ…. I love you!’ Ellie screamed and bucked her hips involuntarily as her orgasm washed over her.

Her vagina gripped him so tightly he could hardly move, the pulse of her orgasm rippled up and down his rock hard penis and with one final, deep thrust he came, hard, spurting come inside her over and over again, gasping her name.

‘Oh god, I’m coming Ellie…I love you…oh my god… I love you….’ He collapsed on top of her; still thrusting as he continued to come for some moments afterwards, his penis was throbbing inside her, the tip tingling with pleasure that was so intense, he felt a lump in his throat.

The rolled over together, their legs wrapped around each other, kissing fervently as tears streamed down both of their faces.
‘I love you…’Ellie gasped through kisses.

‘I love you…’ he answered her and had never been so sure about anything.

They opened their eyes and looked at each other and the realisation that they would have to part hit them both at the same time. Ellie began to sob uncontrollably, her body shaking with grief at the thought of leaving him behind. Alan felt it too and they clung on to each other, crying together until they fell asleep in each other’s arms.

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ahhh poor Alan, poor Ellie. Let me know what you think, please! ;)