rehearsals

Dean and rory had made love twice more that weekend.

It was nice,gentle, slow, missionary,loving. Dean left the house feeling like he was walking on air. He was in love and he had made love with his girl. everything was right with the world.

Rory was frustrated. She loved being with dean and she loved dean but there was no passion. that feeling of lack of control and being in control all at once wasn't there. She hated herself for it because she shouldn't need more than all that love and dean was perfect.Dean was so gentle, he showed her his love with every touch and kiss. there were no playful nips, no pleasure bordering on pain, just love. It was beautiful but she needed more.


This time when she pulled up at the house she didn't put up any pretense. she knocked boldly and kissed tristan feroiusly the moment the door was opened. He stumbled back a little and she smiled at the fact that she had been the one to surprise him for once. He gestured dramatically for her to enter and she immediatley headed up the stairs waiting for him to follow shaking his head.

He pulled her to her the kiss almost bruising her lips as he claimed her mouth with tongue and teeth. He sucked and bit gently at her neck and shoulder blades, marking her as his. Their clothes fell about them quickly and their skin slid against each others heatedly seeking friction. his mouth slid over her breasts teasing them mercilessly with his tongue then twisting them with his teeth making her cry out his name. he liked the sound of it tumbling helplessly from her lips he slid her up against the closed door and down onto his hard cock drving all the way in on one stroke.

rory gasped and clutched at his neck kissing him demandingly as he fucked her slow and deep against the door for as long as he could hold her, then stumbled back so he landed on the bed with her on top of him. Rory tensed a little at the new angle as it stretched her. Tristan sighed as he felt her clenched around him. She was so tight, so wet and hot. he ran his hands over her hips and lifted her showing her how to control being on top until she took over and he could put his hands to better use. He circled her clit with his thumb grinding down as she pushed down onto him and releasing as she moved back up. she came quivering around him and he pulled her down to kiss her as he came, not able to hold on any longer.

He held her to him while they came down, lazily stroking her skin and feeling goosebumps rise over sensitive spots, mapping them out for future reference. Rory glanced up at him and stared into his intense blue eyes. she wondered what he wanted from her. was she just a conquest that he had now won? did he have actual feelings for her? was he just wanting to take her from dean?

Tristan turned them over so he was lying over her and nibbled his way down her body gently. he delibrately left a small bruise by sucking at her inner thigh, smiling as he thought of rory or dean finding it later. he licked at her clit still sensitive from his earlier ministrations and circled it with his tongue spreading her wide with his hands he exposed her cunt and slung her legs over his shoulders. Rory hid her face in her hands embarassed to have herself opened up so eager and ready. It felt dirty and so good. Tristan laughed softly. his tongue slid into her tasting the remmants of his orgasm but not worried about it. he tonguefucked her slowly and teasingly hitting every nerve ending he found repeatedly until she was begging, literally. he loved the sound of her pleading, his name becoming a mantra on her lips. he kissed her and flipped her over slipping into her from behind.

From this angle tristan's cock felt huge inside her. she could feel every inch as it grazed along the inside of her cunt and then suddenly he was hitting something and she gasped. Tristan raised his eyebrow and aimed again hitting her gspot on every stroke now. he bent over her back and murmured into her ears. telling her how much she wanted this, how much she enjoyed begging for his cock, how wet and tight she was, how she wasn't a mary now but a little slut begging to be fucked by him. He increased his speed and thrust deeper into that sweet spot as he said these things to her like a litany and she swore repeatedly and shook and fell forward onto the bed blacking out for a moment with her first multiple orgasm.

When she came to a minute later tristan was gone. she pulled the sheet around her self consciously and bit her lip. He came in seconds later bearing sodas. He smirked and handed her one. She blushed accepting the can from his very naked self. apparantly he wasn't selfconscious then. He sat on the bed beside her and lowered the sheet so he could admire her a little more, he loved the way she sqirmed under his gaze and he smirked as he stared into her eyes.

she drank nervously. how could he make her feel nervous still? after all of that? he stood up and rory found herself staring at his still erect cock. she leaned forward and took the tip into her mouth sucking down and tasting them both. She sucked and licked hollowing her cheeks and trying to improve upon her last experience with tristan. He pulled back and laid her back on the bed then crawled over her until her was positioned over her face, the angle was a little awkard but hse leant forward and began her teasing again. HE took her wrist leading her hand towards his balls and drawing her fingers around them gently. she stroked them softly taking the hint and was rewarded with a throaty moan from tristan. She decided to be bold and drew back from his cock removed her hand from his balls placing it where her mouth had been and drew his tight balls into her mouth carefully with her tongue.

"jesus..."

tristan bucked forward into her fist and she took that as a sign he was enjoying this exploration of hers. she licked his sac alterating between firm and soft licks and stroking her tongue just behind them, still sliding her fist up and down his length. She felt him thrusting more urgently and increased her speed before sucking him back into her mouth. He came in seconds fucking her mouth and swearing and praying all at once. he lay back on the bed arm thrown across his face and shaking his head.

"fuck mary..." he said in awe "that mouth of yours is so sweet, christ i thought you were gonna start rimming me there for a second"

"what?' said rory with an innocent but self satisfied smile on her face

tristan threw his head back laughing "do you even...god mary...you are so sweet..."

"i thought you weren't calling me that anymore?"

"i might stop when you figure out what i just said...."