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Building Yourself Up and Falling with Grace

Narrator.

Grace’s moans started getting louder and louder as Andy began working 3 fingers over her clitoris. He leant over her body, her legs spread as wide as they could underneath him, Andy’s right hand working frantically. Andy leant towards Grace’s crown and nibbled her left nipple, maneuvering his lip ring to scrape over the nib. Grace moaned again, her body aching and wriggling with an exquisite feeling.

“Come on Grace…” Andy whirred against her silky, soft skin, “don’t hold back. I know you wannit.”

That turned Grace on so much more, making her groan again. Grace was breaking out in a thin coating of sweat. The pleasurable volume kept increasing under the darkness of the room, Andy looking like a glowing mystic figure in Grace’s eyes. How he was doing this to her, she had no idea.

“I’m not going to stop ‘til you release,” a naked Andy mumbled while hovering over her frame, kissing down her stomach and in the inside of her thighs. She was made wet a lot more by those words. He looked so sexy with his hair draping against his contrasting skin.

“Ah-Andy-y,” fell out of Grace’s lips, her body grinding against his fingers, her whole body begging for more.

Andy added another hand into the equation, slipping his left hand fingers over her clit and his 3 fingers from his right hand slipping in and out of her.

“Oh! Aww!” Grace’s breathing fastened and her legs rolled against him, over and over. “F-faster Andy,” she moaned, grabbing fistfuls of the sheets, heaving her thin body closer to him. Andy grinned mischievously as he delivered to Grace’s wants.

She moaned even louder, her lower half writhing with bliss, tingles running up and around her insides. His right hand pumped in and out of her faster, prodding as much inside surface as Andy could make them. Grace’s walls were feeling it and it caused Grace desperation; wanting him all.

“Ha-harder!” Grace gasped for air, pushing her head back and arching her back off the bed. She was on the brink of bliss.

Andy didn’t speed up his right hand, but instead his left, making Grace straighten her legs and arch her back again from the tingling and addictive sensation pulsated throughout her body.

Andy pushed in his right fingers, withering them in all the right places with pressure and Grace tightened around them, her toes curling and her body straining in its tightening position. His hands sped up, rubbing and driving as fast as Andy’s arm could manage, soon to be joined by Grace’s warm burst of juices which came trickling around Andy’s fingers, and followed by a whimper from her mouth.

Andy slowed down, a look of victory on his unblemished face. Grace wasn’t satisfied at all; her orgasm was boiling throughout her body but it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t deep enough. She had to have him all now. There was no way her body was going to let her not have him.

Andy smirked as Grace got to her knees on the bed, pushed him down by the shoulders and straddled him. She’d learnt a couple of things over the years. One thing she’d gained was confidence.

She hovered closer to his face and attacked the right side of his neck, breathing in his scent. He smelt just like he had all those years ago: sexy, masculine and like Andy. His hands automatically ran up her sides then down the vale of her chest, feeling around her breast shape before giving a squeeze.

Grace reached over to the bedside table, grabbing out a condom. His lips were soon on her nipples as she passed it to him. Andy took it from her hands while kissing her neck slowly and harshly. Grace touched Andy’s waist and felt up his back, sensing his hard on near her frame. After separating his lips from Grace’s neck, he hovered away to pry the foil open. Andy rested himself on his knees and slipped the latex over his body. Not long after, Grace took his shoulders, turned his frame around and pressed her body against his and down on the bed, getting back on top of him and pushed herself down, Andy’s sex fitting Grace’s body perfectly.

Both moaned as neither of them held back, rocking in sync simultaneously. They made sure it wasn’t loud enough to wake up Ashton. Andy cursed and called her name, squeezing her lower hips and pushing her down harder. Grace didn’t hold herself back, dragging herself forward and backward on top of him. Andy started grasping at her breasts, his fingers squeezing her sensitive buds.

Grace groaned, trying to push herself as close to him as she could. She wanted him badly. Andy wasn’t holding back either. He was shoving his hips against Grace’s as hard as he could manage underneath her. Both were soon sick of that position and they both rolled to have Grace beneath. Andy put his hands under her back and lifted her closer, smelling her feminine scent. He’d forgotten it over the years.

Gracie arched her back, pressing her body fully against Andy’s. Andy was hitting the right spot. Grace squirmed for more pleasure, almost a scream dripping out of her mouth. Andy’s mouth came back to her neck and top of her chest. Grace’s hands pushed against his chest as her back curved and rolled with pleasure

“Oh, fuck.”

Andy worked his magic, making Grace’s legs shake as he began shoving quicker. Andy didn’t restrain himself at all, smirking at her and holding her where he wanted. Grace moaned over and over again. She could hardly contain herself.

“Shit. Please Andy! Oh my God…!”

“Oh God, Grace…,” Andy whined, squeezing them as close as he could, beginning to pump his dick into Grace’s exceedingly dripping pussy. Grace’s breathing got quicker and Andy was finally beginning to reach boiling point. They threw each other into position after position.

“Oh, FUCK! Yes!”

They stopped rolling around and Andy’s drives got quicker and quicker. He could feel how hard he was for this. Cuss words were repeated under their breath frantically as they rocked as fast as they could.

Gracie wailed and small, deep grunts came out of Andy’s mouth, becoming more and more high-pitched each time.

“Oh, yes, yes, yes! ANDY!” Grace’s nails dug into his lower waist and her pussy fastened around Andy’s sex and tingles inside her exploded. Andy’s pushes got careless as he rammed as hard as he could and soon after Grace’s orgasm, Andy’s came too. Andy collapsed on top of Grace, his body now covered with a layer of sweat.

Grace was used to guys collapsing on top of her and didn’t complain. She liked the lack of space between her and Andy too much.

Grace put her hands on Andy’s small waist, feeling his soft, pale skin and gave a slight push for him to get off her. He rolled off, still breathing heavily, both their chests heaving. That had taken all of Grace’s energy, having a big day at work as well. Grace fell asleep before Andy, pulling the white sheet around her now becoming cold skin.

++++

Grace put her mug of finished milk on the bench in front of her with a shaky sigh. What the hell was this? This just wasn’t real. This didn’t happen. ’What the hell was wrong with me?!’, she asked herself.

“Mommy?”

Grace’s eyes opened a bit more than they had been and her shoulders rose from slumping. She turned to her son who’d been sleeping peacefully when she got up.

“What’s wrong Ash? Can’t sleep, or did you have a nightmare?” she asked him. It was still night. Grace had fallen asleep only to wake up a few hours later, full of remorse and regret.

“Mommy, why are you crying?” Ashton asked, rubbing his right elbow with his left hand.

“I was before, for no reason. It doesn’t matter, sweetie,” Grace gave his an assuring smile that didn’t serve its purpose.

Ashton made his way, wearily, over to his mother and embraced her lower body with a hug, as she was lifted higher, being on a stool. Grace leant over him, hugging him back in response.

“You sure you’re okay?” he asked again. Grace nodded.

“I’m fine cutie. It’s nothing. Don’t you worry. Mommy’s fine, all right? You go back to sleep, mister,” Grace told him.

She climbed off the stool and put her mug in the sink. She turned back around to have Ashton staring at her. She crouched down and opened her arms. He hugged her tight. She lifted him over to the couch and made him comfortable, tucking him in.

“Good night little man.” She kissed his forehead.

Comments

Ugh, I was not expecting to see Juliet in this lol. I can't wait for an update!

Mrs.Biersack Mrs.Biersack
1/28/14
This was one of the first fanfics I read on here and I just found it again... It's amazing, I wish you would still update :) This is very original and definitely one of my favorites.
Oh my goodness, I love this story. Update soon.
Holy shit. This story... so many feels. Please, keep writing. Please.
JessiBiersack JessiBiersack
4/4/13
Holy shit. This story... so many feels. Please, keep writing. Please.
JessiBiersack JessiBiersack
4/4/13