Chapter 3: Rising Action
Ella knocked on the door, to find Ben answer shirtless. His abs were glistening with sweat, and his gym shorts were riding low on his hips. Ella's eyes widened, and she quickly averted her gaze. "Hey, Ella," Ben said, a smirk playing on his lips. "What brings you to the apartment?" Ella blushed, her heart pounding in her chest. "I was just... looking for James. He's not answering his phone." Ben shrugged, stepping aside to let her in. "Oh he's still at work, but you're welcome to come in." Ben said, stepping aside to let her in. Ella hesitated, her eyes darting between Ben and the living room. She could still feel the heat from their encounter earlier, the memory of his touch lingering on her skin. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart.
"Thanks," she said, stepping into the apartment. The living room was bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun, casting long shadows across the wooden floorboards. Ella could hear the faint sound of a movie playing in the background, the familiar theme of "Casablanca" filling the room.
Ben closed the door behind her, his eyes never leaving hers. "So, what's up?" he asked, his voice low and husky.
"You look...flustered."
I blushed, looking down at the floor. "I'm fine, Ben. Just a bit warm, that's all," I repeated, trying to keep my voice steady. But my heart was still racing, my body still humming with desire. "Is that so? Because it looks like there's something else going on." He took a step closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Or should I say, someone else."
I felt a jolt of shock at his words, my eyes snapping up to meet his. "What are you talking about?" I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. Ben's eyes were locked onto mine, his gaze intense and unyielding. I could feel the heat radiating from his body, the intensity of his stare making my heart race.
Ben's smirk deepened, and he took another step closer, his voice dropping to a low growl. "You know exactly what I'm talking about, Ella. You were in the bathroom with me. You saw me... touch myself." I couldn't deny it, couldn't pretend that I hadn't been there, hadn't seen him. "I... I'm sorry, Ben.
I shouldn't have been there. I shouldn't have listened," I whispered, my voice barely audible. Ben's smirk grew, "you want to see it again?" I felt a shiver run down my spine at his words, my body responding to his suggestion. I don't know what I want, Ben," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. "But I can't stop thinking about it." Ben's eyes darkened, his gaze intense and unyielding. "Then let's find out, Ella," he said, his voice low and commanding. He reached out, his hand cupping my cheek. His thumb brushed against my lips, and I felt a jolt of electricity at his touch. "Let's explore this, together." I hesitated, my mind racing with a million thoughts.
I knew I should say no, should put an end to this before it went any further. But my body had other plans. It was humming with desire, aching for his touch. I looked up at Ben, his green eyes filled with a hunger that mirrored my own. I knew I was playing with fire, but I didn't care. I wanted to burn.
"Okay," I whispered, my voice barely audible. Ben's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't miss a beat. He leaned in, his lips capturing mine in a searing kiss. It was different from James's kisses, more intense, more demanding. It was a kiss that claimed, that possessed.
Ben's lips were firm and demanding, his tongue exploring my mouth with a hunger that matched my own. I could feel the heat between us, the electricity that sparked with every touch. I melted into him, my body pressing against his, my hands reaching up to tangle in his short blonde hair.
Ben's hands roamed over my body, tracing the curve of my waist, the swell of my hips. He pulled me closer, his body pressing against mine, his cock hard and insistent against my stomach. I could feel the heat of him, the desire that matched my own.
I moaned into his mouth, my body aching for more. Ben's hands moved to my breasts, cupping them through my shirt.
I gasped, my back arching as he began to knead the soft flesh. His thumbs brushed against my nipples, sending jolts of pleasure through my body. I could feel them hardening, straining against the confines of my bra.
Ben broke the kiss, his breath ragged as he looked down at me. "You're so beautiful, Ella," he murmured, his voice hoarse with desire.
I blushed at his words, my heart pounding in my chest.
"We can't do this. Not here. Not now." Ben's eyes darkened, and he cupped my face in his hands, his thumbs brushing against my cheeks. "Why not?" "Because it's wrong," I replied, my voice steady despite the turmoil inside me. "James is my boyfriend. He's your friend."
"How about we just jerk off in front of each other again? I mean that's no further than last time." Ben's eyes flicked to the bathroom, a wicked glint in his eye. "We could make it a regular thing, just you and me. Our little secret."
My heart pounded in my chest as I weighed his words. The thought of seeing Ben again, of feeling that intense heat between us, was tempting. But I knew it was wrong, that it would only lead to more complications. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart.
"No, Ben. We can't.." but before I could finish Ben started pulling his pants down revealing his massive cock. My breath hitched and I felt my cheeks flush. "Ella, look at me. Watch me stroke my cock." He commanded, his voice low and husky.
I hesitated, my mind racing. I knew this was wrong, I knew I shouldn't be here, shouldn't be doing this. I was drawn to him, to the sight of him standing before me, his cock hard and throbbing.
I looked down, my eyes locked onto his massive member. It was thick and long, the tip glistening with pre-cum.
I felt my heart racing as I watched him, my body responding to the sight. Ben began to stroke himself, his hand wrapping around his length, moving in a steady rhythm. "Tell me you want to watch." I hesitated, my mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. I knew I should walk away, should put an end to this before it went any further. I felt a heat spreading through me, a desire that matched his own. "Tell me, Ella," Ben repeated, his voice low and commanding.
He took a step closer, his cock mere inches from her face. "Tell me you want to watch me stroke myself."
Ella's breath hitched in her throat, her heart pounding like a drum in her chest. She knew she should walk away, that she should put an end to this before it went any further. But something inside her was drawn to Ben, to the desire in his eyes, to the heat that radiated from his body. I want to watch," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Ben smiled, his hand continuing to stroke his length.
"Good girl," he murmured. "Because I want you to watch.
I want you to see how much you affect me," Ben said, his voice low and husky. He took another step closer, his cock now just inches from her face. Ella could feel the heat radiating from him, the intensity of his desire. She could see the veins pulsing beneath his skin, the tip of his cock glistening with pre-cum.
I hesitated for a moment, my mind racing with a million thoughts. I knew this was wrong, that i should walk away, that I should put an end to this before it went any further. But my body had other plans.
My eyes were locked onto Ben's cock, my heart pounding in my chest as I watched him stroke himself. I could feel the heat between my legs, the ache that was growing with every passing second. I wanted to touch him, to feel him, to taste him.
Ben must have sensed my desire, because he took another step closer, his cock now mere inches from my face. "Tell me what you want, Ella," he commanded, his voice low and husky.
I hesitated, my mind a whirlwind of thoughts and desires.
I wanted this, wanted him. I took a deep breath, my voice barely above a whisper. "I want to touch you, Ben. I want to feel you in my hands." "And what else, Ella? What else do you want?" I felt a shiver run down my spine at his words, my body aching for more. "I want to taste you," I admitted, my voice steady despite the turmoil inside me.
"You want to suck my cock, Ella?" he asked, his voice low and commanding. I had never done anything like this before, had never even considered it. But with Ben, it felt different. It felt right. "Yes," I whispered, my voice barely audible. Ben's smirk grew, and he took a step closer, his cock now mere inches from my face. "Then get on your knees, Ella. Show me how much you want it." I felt a jolt of electricity at his words, my body responding to his command. I sank to my knees, my eyes never leaving his cock.
It was thick and hard, the tip glistening with pre-cum. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my breath coming in short gasps. I reached out, my hand wrapping around the base of his cock. It was hot and smooth, the veins pulsing beneath my touch. I looked up at Ben, his eyes locked onto mine, a mixture of desire and anticipation in his gaze.
"Is this what you want, Ella?" I nodded, my hand beginning to stroke him. He was so hard, so thick, that my hand could barely wrap around him.
I could feel his pulse, strong and steady, beneath my touch. I looked up at Ben, his eyes dark with desire, and I felt a surge of confidence. I wanted to please him, to make him feel as good as he made me feel.
I leaned in, my tongue darting out to lick the tip of his cock. He was salty and sweet, the taste of him intoxicating. I heard Ben's sharp intake of breath, and it spurred me on. I took the head of his cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the sensitive spot just beneath the tip.
Ben groaned, his hands tangling in my hair.
"Fuck, Ella," he murmured, his voice hoarse with desire. I could feel his cock throbbing in my mouth, the heat of him seeping into my cheeks. I took him deeper, my lips wrapping around the shaft, my hand stroking the base. Ben's hips bucked, his cock sliding deeper into my throat. I gagged slightly, but the sensation only spurred me on. I wanted to take him all the way, to feel him in the back of my throat.
Ben's hands tightened in my hair, guiding my head as I bobbed up and down on his cock. I could feel the tension building in his body, the way his muscles tensed and his breath hitched.
"I can't believe you haven't done this before." Ben's voice was ragged, his breath coming in short gasps. I looked up at him, my eyes watering, my lips swollen from the friction. "I haven't," I admitted, my voice muffled around his cock. Ben groaned, his hips bucking as he thrust deeper into my mouth. "You're a natural, Ella. Fuck, you feel so good." I felt a surge of pride at his words, my body aching with desire. I wanted to make him feel good, to bring him to the edge. I wanted to taste him, to feel him come undone because of me.
I took him deeper, my hand stroking the base of his cock in time with my mouth.
Ben's groans filled the room, his body tensing with each thrust. I could feel him getting close, his cock throbbing in my mouth.
"Ella, I'm going to come," he warned, his voice ragged. I looked up at him, my eyes locked onto his. I wanted to taste him, to swallow every drop. I nodded, my mouth never leaving his cock.
Ben's hands tightened in my hair, his hips bucking as he came. I felt the hot, salty liquid fill my mouth, and felt it drip out the corner of my mouth and onto my breasts. I swallowed, feeling a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment. Ben's body relaxed, his hands falling to his sides as he caught his breath. I looked up at him, my lips swollen and glistening, my eyes watering slightly.
Ben looked down at me, a mix of surprise and admiration in his eyes. "Fuck, Ella," he murmured, his voice still hoarse. "That was... incredible."
I felt a blush creep up my cheeks at his words, but I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face. "I'm glad you liked it," I said, my voice soft.
Ben reached down, his hand cupping my chin.
He wiped away the remnants of his orgasm from my lips with his thumb, his touch gentle yet firm. "Now it's your turn." Ben's voice was soft, but there was a commanding edge to it. He stepped back, giving me room to stand up. I hesitated for a moment, my heart still racing from our encounter. But the desire in Ben's eyes was too much to resist. I stood up, my body aching for more.
Ben led me to the couch, his hand on the small of my back. He sat down, his eyes never leaving mine. Before I could say anything I felt his kisses move down my neck, stop on my breasts before moving down. I gasped as his tongue licked my nipples through my shirt. I could feel them hardening, straining against the fabric. Ben's hands moved to my waist, unbuttoning my jeans and pulling them down. I stepped out of them, standing before him in just my bra and panties. Ben's eyes roamed over my body, taking in every curve, every inch of me. He reached out, his hand cupping my breast, his thumb brushing against my nipple. I moaned, my head falling back as a wave of pleasure washed over me. Ben's other hand moved to my panties, pulling them down. I stepped out of them, now standing before him completely naked.
Ben reached out, his hand cupping my breast, his thumb brushing against my nipple. His other hand moved to my panties, pulling them down. Ben's eyes darkened as he took in the sight of me, his gaze roaming over my body with a hunger that matched my own.
He pulled my hips towards his face, "Ben we shouldn'tttt" I gasped as his tongue found my clit, my body arching towards him. He chuckled, the vibration sending waves of pleasure through me. "Shhh, Ella. Let me make you feel good." His tongue was magic, swirling and licking, bringing me closer to the edge with each stroke. I could feel my body tensing, my breath coming in short gasps. Ben's hands gripped my ass, pulling me closer, his tongue delving deeper. I moaned, my hands tangling in his hair, holding him to me. "Ben, I'm going to come," I gasped, my body tensing as the pleasure built.
Ben didn't stop, his tongue continuing to work its magic. I felt the wave of pleasure crash over me, my body convulsing as I came. Ben's hands gripped my hips, holding me in place as I rode out the waves of pleasure.
When I finally came down from my high, I looked down at Ben, his eyes locked onto mine. He looked up at me, a satisfied smirk on his face. "You taste amazing, Ella," he murmured, his voice low and husky.
I blushed at his words, my heart still racing from the orgasm. "Thank you, um no one has made me cum before" I whispered, my voice barely audible. "Well, I'm glad I was your first," he said, a wicked glint in his eye. "But I have a feeling it won't be the last."
"And next time I can't wait to fuck you" Ben said, his voice low and husky. I had never been with anyone, and the thought of being with Ben was both exhilarating and terrifying. I don't know if I'm ready for that," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. Ben's eyes softened, and he reached out, his hand cupping my cheek. "Oh you will be, don't worry. It will pale in comparison to your orgasm just now. I'm going to stretch out that tight pussy of yours, and give you a first time you'll never forget." Ben's voice was low and commanding, sending a shiver down my spine. I looked at him, my heart pounding in my chest. I knew I should be scared, should be running away from this, but all I could feel was a deep-seated desire to give in to him, to let him take control.
"Ben, I can't I have a boyfriend" I mumbled , my voice barely audible.
Ben's eyes darkened, and he cupped my face in his hands. "I know, Ella. And I respect that. But you can't deny this. You can't deny how you feel." He leaned in, his lips brushing against mine in a soft, gentle kiss. "You want this, don't you? You want me." Before I could respond he grabbed his shirt, and walked out the door.