Marcie and Tommy by storieslou

“Are you kidding me! This place is great! The house is not big, but it’s laid out well. The main floor is open concept which makes it feel roomy. The master bedroom upstairs is big, and the other room is not too small, and there’s a full bathroom. The basement is finished, with a rec room, small bedroom, and bathroom with a shower. The backyard is huge and fenced-in. There would be enough rooms for mom and Suzy to visit, and Suzy is thinking of going to school here. She could live in the basement. And I could get a dog again because the backyard is fenced in. And it’s only minutes from my job. I could walk to work! And it’s close to the park where we like to walk! I’d buy it in a heartbeat if it were my choice and I had the money!”

“Excellent! Thanks, Marcie! I like the house too. I’m going to buy it!”

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Tommy’s parents and I helped Tommy move in. There wasn’t much to move.

His parents had lots of extra plates and bowls and utensils, so he didn’t need to buy any. He took his dresser. All his fancy clothes (sarcasm!) were in a garbage bag. He wouldn’t let us touch his computer stuff, so he moved that. There was already a new queen-size bed in the master bedroom with sheets. I guess he didn’t like his old bed. And there was already a fridge and stove and microwave and washer and dresser. I think he bought them used. He was very frugal like I was. There was an old couch that I recognized from Tommy’s basement. It was our make-out couch from his place (not to be confused with my make-out couch!). His kitchen table was a fold-up card table with some fold-up chairs. The refrigerator and cupboards were stocked with food, and we ordered pizza and had some wine to celebrate, and then Tommy’s parents went home.

Tommy and I were snuggled on the couch, and I was curious.

“How come you got a new bed?”

He grinned at me. “My old bed was only a double and was getting saggy. I wanted a bigger, firmer bed.”

Then he looked me in the eye. “Because I think it’s going to get a lot of use.”

I got his drift and grinned back.

We started kissing, slow, easy kisses.

“So you still like the house?” He asked.

I gave him a sloppy smooch. “I love the house.”

He slipped his hand under my shirt and started to squeeze my nipples. “And you still like the neighborhood?”

I squeezed the bulge in his track pants. “I love the neighborhood.”

He slipped his hand inside my panties. “And you think the backyard will be good for a dog?”

I slipped my hand down his pants. “It will be great for a woofy.”

He looked me in the eye. “Then would you like to move in with me?”

All hand movement stopped.

“Are you serious? You want me to move in with you?”

A beautiful, inviting grin spread across his face. “I’ve never been more serious about anything in my life! Why do you think I asked you to come with me? I wanted to make sure you liked the place.”

A big warm fuzzy spread through my whole body and covered me in goosebumps.

“Yes! I accept! Are you sure? Because once you get me, it’ll be hard to get rid of me!”

He smiled again. “That’s what I’m hoping!”

He stood up and held his hand out.

“Where are we going?”

He smiled. “To try out the new bed unless you don’t want to.”

I smiled back. “I do!”

Tommy may have been frugal, but he didn’t scrimp on the sheets. They were super soft and felt satiny smooth.

I’d been waiting for this day for a long time. Tommy and I were finally going to do it, and it was going to be his first time! I wanted it to be as enjoyable for him as possible.

I loved making out with Tommy because he was such a considerate and caring lover and a quick learner, and open to suggestions. Every time he learned something new, he remembered for the next time. He already knew all the things I loved and never failed to do them.

We kissed and caressed each other in bliss, oblivious to the world, enraptured in our love and desire to please each other.

It was time. We’d mutually stroked each other to the precipice of orgasm, and Tommy was on his back. I straddled him, and he smiled at me lovingly, waiting for my descent.

I pushed down slowly and sighed as the pressure and pleasure from his girth mounted, and then he popped in. I savored every inch of his warmth as he stretched and filled me as I slowly descended until we were joined together.

I rested my hands on his chest and closed my eyes to luxuriate in the sensation of Tommy being deep inside me. There was nothing more intimate than allowing someone inside you, and it was magnified ten-fold by our love for each other. We were one physically and emotionally.

I could have sat there all day in bliss, but Mr. Horny pants had others ideas.

A jolt of pleasure disrupted my nirvana as Tommy gave me a small thrust. My eye’s opened to a naughty smile. Someone was tired of waiting and wanted to play!

I grinned and raised myself until he was barely inside me and then flopped down.

Whump!

It felt glorious, and Tommy reciprocated with an upward thrust. In no time at all, our thrusts were like two finely tuned instruments of pleasure. We simultaneously increased the pace until my pussy was on fire, and molten pleasure spread through my body until every cell was bursting with desire and aching for release.

My whole body contracted in pulses of pure love and pleasure as warm jets of ‘Tommy’ erupted deep inside me.

The contractions gradually slowed in frequency and intensity until I flopped on Tommy’s chest. Our chests rose and fell in unison as we lay together.

That was way better than my first time! And Tommy had a pleased look on his face.

“Was it good for you?” I asked.

He gave me one of the goofy grins that I loved.

“Most definitely!”

“Good! And you know the best thing about it?”

“What?”

“It’s the gift that keeps on giving and giving and doesn’t cost a penny!”

“I like the sound of that. Want to try again? I want to be on top this time!”

Tommy pulled out of me, and he was still rock hard. I’m not talking half hard! I’m talking rock hard! How was that possible? But I wasn’t complaining. Another talent of Tommy’s I didn’t know about, and it was a really good one!

I lay on my back and wrapped my legs around him, and we started kissing as he filled me up. I loved having him inside me! It felt so good!

And when we were done, we could have some pie and ice cream because I’d baked a cherry pie (Tommy’s favorite) to celebrate his new place.

And then we could go for a walk in the beautiful forest to burn off the pie.

Life couldn’t get any better!

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