Playing with Heartstrings

It’s been a just single night since the drama at the cinema and you’ve already gone to meet up with Lyra at the park again. When you reach your usual spot you see her sitting up in the big oak tree that she always sits in, waving down to you with a smile. You clumsily try to climb up to see her and it takes you a few tries before you pull it off.

“I never knew you were such an ape, Ben!” she laughs sarcastically as you pull yourself up beside her. “I’d never be able to get up here as fast as you can!”

You settle down beside her and chuckle at your own low dexterity. “There’s absolutely no way,” you play along with a smile.

Up on the tree branch your talking is limited, but the time there is nice. Now that you’re almost officially together being around Lyra fills you with a warm sensation that she didn’t have when you were just friends and not much is to be said about it. It’s peaceful and simple – until Lyra goes into something deep.

“I’ve made a decision, Ben,” she says. “I’m 50% sure that I’m not lesbian.”

You cock an eyebrow and look at her. “What about the other 50% then?”

“Well, I’d like to try something out – like an experiment. I really big experiment.”

“How big of an experiment?”

Lyra pauses, pondering her approach at telling you what she wants to. “Alright, so…” she takes a deep breath. “I’ve felt strong attraction to you, and that’s the first 50%. For the last 50%, I’d like to see if we can have any real… intimacy.”

You’re confused by her statement. “Wait, are you telling me that what we just did at the theatre yesterday isn’t your definition of intimate? I’d love to see what is in that case.”

With a growl Lyra swings her head dramatically, obviously annoyed. “I wanna try having real sex… with you. Like, right now.”

Your heart almost stops beating when she says it. “You do?” You’re not that hopeful or shocked or nervous – no, inside you feel a deep burning that’s beginning to grow. You hope she’s being serious about this, but not to the point that you’re pleading.

“Yeah man. I really want to try it,” she says.

After a light pause you find yourself pushed out of the tree, landing on your knees with a grunt. Soon Lyra jumps down beside you. You stand up and take her hand, starting to run towards the park exit with her. “Let’s go to my place.”

The two of you stumble into your room, Lyra somehow having been able to take already her shorts off and she’s moving much faster than you are. You’re still kissing her as you sit down on the side of your bed while at the same time undressing, and it’s a bit difficult to pull off. Once you’re both down to your undergarments Lyra instantly takes the initiative, somehow strong enough to shove you down onto your back. It seems like the attitude isn’t the only tough part about her, and that’s something that you really admire in people.

She’s on top of you now, still giving you wet and passionate kisses and her breasts squished against your chest. The feeling of her smooth body on your own is heavenly, and soon you can’t resist any more and slowly unhook her bra. Her forest green lingerie hits the floor and so does your jaw when you see the perfection that lay underneath – her tits are around the size of oranges, maybe bigger, and pale white like marble. She’s a bit embarrassed by how much you’re staring, smiling uneasily at you. You just couldn’t help it. Usually Lyra seemed frankly a bit flat-chested and gangly, but when undressed she had the body of a model. You begin to grope one of her perfect boobs, causing her to coo approval into your ear.

It seems as though she only wants fair play, as soon you feel her hand worm inside of your boxers and wrap around your rock hard cock. Most of the time she’s just rubbing around the end of it, but every now and then she plays around a bit with your balls. She’s jerking you off pretty slowly, trying to keep in time with how much you’re working with her. The slow pace she’s doing it at is driving you crazy, so you decide to quicken your hands on her. Focusing on giving Lyra a good time really is a challenge now and you begin to lose grip on reality, closing your eyes and just feeling the pleasure.

Once again Lyra takes control and a few seconds later you feel your erection be engulfed by a new, warm sensation. You open your eyes and see she’s got her mouth wrapped around you, golden hazel eyes staring up into your own. You’re not sure if she really wants to do this, but as she said before, she’s determined to get all of this stuff done. Her tongue slides along your length and her lips rub around you; everything about this is great. When you hear a quiet, unnatural moan you realize that her other hand has reached inside of her panties and she’s rubbing herself, wincing at the euphoric feelings. You smile at her and begin to run your hand through her bright green hair, somehow reassuring her into doing a better job on both herself and on you. Through all of the hair her eyes look hungry and lustful, and more than just a blowjob seems to be what she needs.

You ask if she wants you to try eating her out or anything like that but she hastily declines, explaining that it sounds strange and she doesn’t like the idea of having someone’s mouth on her privates. Whatever she thinks is okay is okay by you.

When you do decide to change things up you find your back against the wall with Lyra in front of you, readying herself for the next big step in the process. As your manhood slips inside of her she almost starts crying at the feeling, wrapping her arms around your neck and resting her head on your shoulder. She’s really tight on your cock and it feels insanely good, so you begin to pump into her over and over again. Whether she’s in pain or pure bliss is a mystery, but she’s prompting you to keep doing what you’re doing. It’s quite nice to finally see her in such a primal and weak state – it makes you feel like you’ve overcome an obstacle, that of lowering her down to your level. Normally she’s on top of things and a bit bossy, but now she’s clinging to you for support and gasping your name. You feel like you’re in power over her, something that you don’t usually feel.

She’s really getting into it now, trying to move her hips down to meet yours as you pump into her. Her forehead is pressed against your own, and for now all you can do to communicate is gaze deep into each other’s eyes. You feel lost in those beautiful hazel eyes of hers and she seems just as entranced in your hardy blue eyes. Lyra’s eyes have always caught you, mainly because of how bright they are. Their shade of brown is a mysterious golden color that is almost yellow, and you just can’t seem to get enough of them.

You’ve also got a tight grip on her voluptuous ass, another thing you’ve always admired about her. The sneak previews you’ve gotten at it in the past were nice, but now that your hand is really rubbing on its bare skin you really know what it’s like. Placed right below your hand is that cool tattoo of a golden harp that you’ve always kept an eye on as well. This girl really is something special.

Lyra’s breathing suddenly starts to intensify, a sign that she’s getting close to an orgasm. You aren’t very close to one of your own yet, but you decide to give her the pleasure she needs and start to speed up your thrusts. She’s holding tight onto your back and every now and again you start to think her fingernails have gotten a cut or two in. You notice her forehead leave yours and her eyes clench up, and soon she lets out a short scream as her body is rocked by a powerful orgasm. Seconds later she rests her head back onto your shoulder and you slow down your pace. She asks you for another go at it and you gladly accept.

Your next position has her on her back this time, and now you’re doing most of the work. She’s massaging her own tits now as you work your still hard cock into her, the cheap bed below you creaking and shaking all the while. The gaze she’s giving you is hypnotic, prompting you to go as hard as you can. With every push she lets out some of the most erotic squeals you will probably ever hear in your life and they’re drowning out your own grunts of pleasure. Both of you are having the times of your lives, no doubt about it.

It’s not long before you start to feel the familiar build of pressure in your lower body that tells you the end is near. From the sounds that Lyra’s starting to make now it’s evident that she’s coming close too, so you begin to intensify your thrusts for the final push before it’s over. Before you finish you find yourself leaning in towards her and plant your mouth onto hers, giving her one big kiss as both of your bodies are shaken by a shared climax. You unload your semen into her tight vag and she doesn’t even seem to mind it that much. Your cock is slick with bodily juices as you pull it out and sprawl across the bed beside her. For a while the only sound in the room is both of your deep breathing, but you soon notice Lyra swallow as she decides to start talking.

She turns her head to face yours and begins to grasp your hand in her own. “Thanks man,” is all she manages, but her eyes want to say more.

All you can do is nod breathlessly and clench down on her hand, giving her a reassuring smile as you do. With your free hand you pull Lyra towards you and kiss her one last time, sighing deeply at the same time she does. You’ve found some pretty damn good love now, and you hope that it’ll last.