How It Should Have Been

How It Should Have Been


Once inside of his room, he closed the door, before pushing her up against it, and kissing her hard and passionately. She pulled him closer to her, and rubbed her self up against him, surprising Owen, who had been expecting her to be as shy as she was at work.

In his heighten arousal the sensations Tosh was creating, as she pulled on his hair, was complete heaven to his senses. They reluctantly pulled apart when the desperate need for oxygen became an issue. He gently nibbled and suckled on the sensitive skin behind her ear lobe.

Owen traced the side of her jaw with his thumb, before he started to unbutton her white blouse. Once he had all the button undone, he pulled the blouse a side. He then slid it over her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.

He took in the sight of her smooth and unblemished skin. He raised an eye brow at the sight of the black lace of her bra. That was the last thing he had been expecting to find. He had been expecting plain white cotton if he was honest.

He slowly lowered himself to his knees in front of her, gently licking a trail down her neck, followed by her chest, before finally arriving at her stomach. He teasingly nibbled the sensitive skin around her navel as he went along.

He reached up towards her waist and tugged on the button, followed by the zipper of her black trousers. Once he had opened them, he proceed to pull them down over her thighs, and down her legs, letting them drop to the floor to pool around her ankles, leaving her standing only in her black lace panties and bra, and her black slip on shoes.

She kicked off her shoes, and stood there, waiting to see what he would do next. He merely kneeled there, eyeing her appreciatively. She was a sight for sore eyes. If only he had known she was hiding all of this under those clothes of hers.
Tosh sighed in mock annoyance, as she told him matter factly "You’re wearing far too many clothes." Owen grinned; his voiced deepened by arousal "Care to redeem me of that?"

Tosh smirked, as she reached down towards him, and pulled him up to her, and proceed to unbutton his off white shirt. She then let it drop too the floor, once his chest was bared.

Owen reached behind her, and quickly flicked the hooks open on her bra, with the skill only a man who had more then a normal amount of experience was capable of.

Owen lowered himself onto his knees once more, and then teasingly traced his fingers up her thighs, letting his hand linger, close to her aching centre. Tosh sighed as Owen nibbled and suckled on every inch of skin he uncovered, as he slowly pulled her underwear down, leaving her completely naked.

Tosh sighed, as he rose to his full height, before nibbling on her lower lip, quickly suckling her lips into his mouth, moaning deeply when she rubbed her knee cap against his erection.

Owen then lowered himself to the floor to rest on his knees again. He gently nibbled and kissed the tops of her tights, making her cry out in a mixture of pleasure and frustration over the fact he was not paying attention to the main area that needed it desperately.

"Owen, knock it off, that is torture" She practically growled in between pants and grunts. Owen chuckled, clearly finding the situation highly amusing.
He moaned when he felt a sharp and impatient tug on his hair. Deciding to end her torture, and have his hair remaining patch free, where Tosh was obviously on the verge of ripping his hair off of his scalp.

She stiffened slightly before relaxing, as she felt one of his fingers gently slipping inside of her. She moaned as he Soon he added a second finger, and proceeded to slip his two fingers in and out of her slightly faster and harder.

Tosh threw her head back and arched her back, opening her mouth in a silent scream, as he twisted both fingers inside of her, hitting a sensitive spot deep inside of her.

Her pleasure only increased, when she felt his tongue flicker against her clit. She looked down at the brown head of hair that rested between her legs, and felt a wave of hot burning lust shoot through her, making her moan.

Tosh moaned as he used his fingers to gently pleasure her, as he stiffened his tongue and slowly inch by inch, slipped it deep inside of her, until he could reach no further. He then swirled his tongue around teasingly inside of her, causing her to let out a shriek.

He pinched her clit and caressed it with the pad of his thumb, whilst he dipped his tongue in and out of her wetness, mimicking exactly what he planned to do down there very soon. He sucked up her wetness, enjoying the musky taste and smell.

Tosh tugged on his hair as his head began to bob up and down, as he begun to suckle harder and faster, and pinched down on her clit harder. Soon Tosh was screaming and arching her back.

Tosh bucked her hips and thrust against his fingers, after he had added a third finger. She was so tight, it was more then a snug fit for his three fingers, he imagined how tight a fit it would be for his length.

Tosh whimpered “Please, Owen, I need to cum.” Owen decided he had tortured her enough. So he sped up and applied more pressure to her clit with his thumb, and slipped his fingers in and out.

With one last deep swirl inside of her and a pinch and twist of her clit, sent her over the edge. She convulsed and arched her back and threw her head back as she let a scream, as her release over took and overwhelmed her.

Tosh shuddered and whimpered, as he continued to suckle and lap up her release, prolonging her release, as he continued to stimulate her. She moaned “Oh God, please stop, I think I’m going to die.”

With one last extra hard suckle Owen pulled away and let out a husky laugh, as he used the back of his left hand to wipe his mouth, and remained kneeling on his knees, just watching her, as she still occasionally trembled as she came down from her high.

Owen shifted uncomfortably, and stood, before reaching into his pocket for his wallet, retrieving a condom. He carried a few
condoms in his pocket where ever he went, he never knew when someone would have caught his eye, and he ended up getting lucky.

Owen reached for his belt, and quickly unbuckled it. He then unzipped his jeans, pulling them along with his boxers to rest lightly below his hips, before allowing them to fall to his ankles.

He sighed in relieve, as he stepped out of them, and his erection was released from the far too tight and painfully constricting material of his jeans.

He cried out in pleasure and pain, when Tosh wrapped her hand around his length, and teasingly flicked her thumb over the painfully sensitive head. She was driving him crazy, as she gripped him in her small hand.

He quickly grabbed her wrist, and pulled it away from his length, and told her in a clearly and painfully aroused tone of voice "If you continue doing that, then I will fucking explode before I can even get the condom on."

Tosh snickered at the agony filled grimace on his face. Owen quickly lunged forwards, and attached his lips to her pulse point on her neck, and suckled down hard, making her cry out in ecstasy. He smirked against her neck in return, as pay back for sniggering at him. He had definitely left his mark behind.

He ripped the blue plastic case open with his teeth, and passed the latex disc to Tosh. She took it between her thumb and forefinger, carefully rolling it down his full hard length.

Owen hissed between his teeth, when Tosh accidentally knocked the head of his length, as she rolled the latex along his length. Tosh smirked, as she commented laughingly "You’re awfully sensitive, aren't you?"

Owen grumbled, and Tosh giggled in amusement. Owen glared at her playfully, his playful glare turned into a gleeful and sadistic looking grin. He had just the thing to turn her laughter into cries of ecstasy.

He quickly lifted her into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist, as he braced her up against the door with his body. She was oblivious to what he was doing, she probably wouldn't realise what he was doing, not until he had done it. She was far too busy laughing at him to notice.

He grinned, as he placed the head of his length at her opening, before swiftly pushing into her in one swift motion. And just as he had predicted, his actions had the desired effect, her laughter turned to loud cries of ecstasy with in seconds. Her head fell backwards, as her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

He teasingly taunted her "You’re not laughing now; I wonder what could have stopped that?" She playfully glared at him, making him pull back, until only the head of his length remained in side of her, before plunging back into her so fast; she bounced in his arms a few inches.

Owen cried out in pleasure, as she grinded against him, pulling him into her deeper by pushing her feet against his ass. He readjusted them into a more comfortable position, before settling into a more leisurely pace and even rhythm.

Tosh whimpered and Owen grunted. Soon all that could be heard was the sound of sweat soaked skin hitting against equally sweat soaked skin. The sound of their heavy breathing panting, whimpering, hissing and moaning, accompanied by the occasional swear word from Tosh, and string of curses from Owen.

They thrust against each other in the same rhythm and pace for fifteen minutes, until Tosh gasped out between pants and cries of pleasure "Owen, faster please; faster, harder." Owen willingly complied needing to come, perhaps more then she did.

He pulled her against him even closer then before, and increased the speed of his thrusts. It wasn't long before he was pounding into her. And the only sounds in the silent room, was their panting, heavy breathing, and cries of pleasure.

He moaned deep in his throat, and quickly and passionately slipping his tongue into her mouth, enjoying the taste of her, as he suckled her lips into his mouth, kissing her harder and faster, as his thrust became both harder and faster.

It wasn’t long before she went over the edge and screamed her second release. He exploded with a shout just as she started to contract around him. He continued to thrust inside of her, riding out his release, until he was spent.

They slumped against each other spent and exhausted. She was plastered against the door, still limp from her second release, that was much stronger then the first.

Owen rested his head against hers in a moment of tenderness; he remained in side of her for as long as he would be able to. Owen leaned forward kissing her. He grinned into kiss, when he heard her sigh in contentment against his lips.

Owen gently pulled away from her, before rubbing his nose against hers affectionately, and commented “Well, aren’t you full of surprises. Who knew you would be that good. I guess what they say about it being the quite ones, is true.”

A few moments later Tosh sighed unhappily as his now softened length slipped out of her, feeling the loss, and hating it. He gently lowered her onto her feet, before leading her over to his bed.

He told her “I’ll be back in a minute, I just need to go and get rid of this” he gestured to his now flaccid length that still had the full condom on. She nodded, as sat down on the edge of the bed, wrapping her arms around her naked body.

He returned from the bathroom a couple of minutes later. He walked over to her, and asked “Still think you’ll have problems sleeping?” Tosh replied “I hope not.” Owen nodded and walked over to the other side of the bed.

He pulled the quilt a side, before slipping inside, Tosh followed suit. Owen then pulled the quilt up around them. They lay on their sides facing each other. They eyed each other sleepily. Soon they fell fast to sleep, still facing each other.