One Last Night
She didn't know why she was thinking about that night. It had been months ago, seven in fact, and yet Ceres still couldn't get over that night. It was like a looming specter that hung over her constantly. Wherever she went she was reminded of that one night. That one early autumn evening, where she broke up with him,
It was warm for autumn, and Ceres had decided enough was enough. She was going to break up with her boyfriend. They didn't fight all the time; neither of them was cheating on each other. Although they had joked with each other, that they both had though thought about it at one time. They liked similar stuff, and were overall a good match. Many would ask what went wrong between the two of them. It was a complex problem for both of them.
Ceres wanted the relationship to stay slow, basically at just barely boyfriend and girlfriend. He wanted to move things along a bit more, especially when it came to the bed. Now, Ceres wasn't a prude, she just didn't think having sex every night was amazingly fun. For a few weeks she felt that's all he wanted to do with her. She confronted him and he calmed down for a few weeks. It wasn't long before he started asking that small question "Hey babe, you horny?"
It had been a week now, since he had gotten that urge. She decided that it was now or never. She waited for him to call her that afternoon, and sure enough he did at eight on the nose. The question was different then usual. "Hey, want to come over for something to eat?" He sounded caring and sincere. She was starting to have second thoughts even as she made her way over to his apartment.
When she got there, she gulped deeply and knocked on his door. He was at the door in a split second and ushered her in. He was dressed rather casually, but he usually did that. She was surprised to find a nice spread of food laid out for her. For an hour or so, they dined on a nice meal that she later found out he had cooked for her. She was seriously having second thoughts now, but steeled herself.
They then spent another hour or so watching a movie he had picked up. It wasn't one she would have picked, but she did enjoy herself. She even smooched him on the cheek, before remembering what she was going to do later. After that he almost looked like he was going to lead her to his bedroom, but she stopped him and sighed heavily.
"Look, it's not going to work out between us... I'm sorry." She said. She was about to leave but she stopped herself and launched herself at him. "But, I will give you one night... just one night, because you treated me so well tonight." He was speechless, partly because she broke up with him and partly because she quickly tearing her clothes off. He followed dumbly, his clothes left in a small pile in the hall way as they sprinted to his bedroom.
Their lips smashed together in a passionate kiss, a kiss of former of lovers. As they kissed, she slowly pushed him towards his bed, her hands on his chest. While his hands roamed across her back and grabbed at her buttocks roughly. She moaned into their kiss.
Soon they ended up on his bed, with her on top. She could feel that fine, warm muscle on her leg. She could feel his heartbeat through his dick. Each beat of his heart, pulsed blood through that turgid organ. His moans indicated how much he was aching for her warm glove. She too could feel that ache, and was surprised to feel how horny she was.
Neither of them intended for this to be a quick five minute romp. They wanted it to last as long as possible. So, even though both of them ached for each other, they took it slow at first. He slowly took one of her erect nipples into his mouth and sucked on it lively. Her moans drifted out of her mouth slowly. These only worked to encourage him more, and he used a hand to grope at the free breasts.
She writhed in his lap, her arms around his neck. Her entire body felt like it was on fire, but instead of hurting her, it felt amazing. She could her aches getting more and more vigorous, her mind drifting to that wonderful turgid muscle that was lewdly sitting in the cleft of her butt. Writhing again she slid her butt up and down the length slowly. Tiny moans escaped from around her nipple.
Their pace stayed much the same for a good while, till neither of them could stand it anymore. In a move that didn't match their earlier slowness, she pushed him down on the bed and turned around. Lifting herself up, she unceremoniously speared herself on that fantastic muscle. She let out a contented sigh and waited for him to take over. It didn't take him long.
He started off slow, pulling out slowly then jabbing it back in just as slow. She got used to this speed just before it picked up. She could feel the force increasing, as well as the speed. His hands grabbed hold of her thighs, and started to really pound her. She could hear that lewd slap as his lap met her buttocks.
He continued at this pace, slowly increasing. Both of their moans intermixed as they bounced on his bed. The springs creaked lightly with each heavy thrust, their bodies meeting together lewdly. She could feel sweat already beading on both of their bodies. The musky odor only added to the overall sexual feel of the room.
His cock pounded into her aching quim roughly with each thrust. She could feel that tip barely touch her inner wall, just before pulling out to repeat the thrust. Her body trembled lightly; she could feel that once distant release coming closer. Too soon for her, but she wasn't in charge.
He on the other hand, was enjoying this too much to slow down. Even though he could feel his balls contracting and his release coming, he didn't slow down; in fact he actually sped up if anything. She felt him grow more primal, with his grip becoming rougher. She felt his blunt claws dig into her fur. But then she felt it, coming like a cork off a bottle of wine.
His release came suddenly. She felt the first wave of spunk come suddenly. It was soon followed by more and more spurts, so much that it began to leak around his cock onto his bed. Her release followed shortly and her pussy clamped down around that cock, holding it in place as she road out her climax. As her climax subsided she fell backwards onto her Ex-boyfriends chest. They were both huffing loudly, sweat covering a lot of their bodies.
"I still meant what I said." She said to him and he sighed and nodded to her. He still kissed her cheek as they laid there for what felt like hours. Sometime around midnight Ceres got off of the messy bed and got dressed. She left his apartment quietly and promised herself never to come back. It was from that moment she regretted everything.