Seamus was also in dance at their arts school, but fit so differently into the picture. He got on well with all the girls, seemed to be a bit of a player, also extremely talented but not focused so highly on school. He and Emma rarely talked, and when they did it was to get things done for dance, not as casual friends.
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Emma’s POV:
In dance, our teacher had been working on partnering with us, randomly mixing up classmates with which we would begin to partner. Often, I was paired with other girls as the dance department was overwhelmingly female, so we would interact and create movement, but stayed two feet on the ground. Today, however I was paired with Seamus. We walked towards each other and he initiated the connection, grabbing my arm and pulling me in towards him.
Our improvisation was one of the more intense connections I’d ever experienced, laden with eye contact and plenty of physical touch. At first, I simply attributed it to both of our willingness to fully involve in an experience, or our skill in performers. Yet I knew there was something else dynamic between us that made it magical.
Seamus’s POV:
Upon hearing my partner was Emma, I approached her with little expectations. She and I rarely talked, and I doubted our partnering would be anything special. Yet as we moved together, I felt an intense draw towards her. The way our bodies moved, the way I could sculpt her movements with my own, was unlike anything I’d ever experienced before. As we concluded our partnering and moved away I couldn’t help but think about her. I’d never seen Emma as anything more than a classmate, yet now I was drawn to her in an almost carnal sense.
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After graduation, at a party thrown at Seamus’s house
Emma’s POV:
I’m really not the party type. I never smoke weed, and don’t really drink that much. I don’t like most of the party crowd, but my best friend Lindsey had convinced me it was worth it to get out of the house occasionally, ‘Put down the books and live a little’ as she phrased it.
I slid into a pair of lace cheeky panties that made my ass look great, and a midi length white bodycon dress with a Bardot neckline that showed of my body quite a bit. I wasn’t wearing a bra as it would show, so I definitely felt more sexy than usual. We headed to Seamus’s house where the party was being held, and Lindsey got a drink. I got a sparkling water with lime, and we both headed to check who was there.
I was talking to Bella with Lindsey right next to me, but when I turned around she was gone. I took a deep breath, reassuring myself she was just in the bathroom and would be back soon, and took a seat in the corner next to the dance floor. I watched as people interacted, ranging for shy, flirty conversations, to a long time couple grinding on the dance floor. I wished I had someone, even just for tonight, who made me feel special.
A tap on my shoulder prompted me to turn, and I saw Seamus standing next to me.
“Hey Emma, didn’t expect to see you here,” he commented.
“Truth be told, I didn’t either,” I responded, “but a girl’s got to live a little, right?”
“Ha, yah totally,” he said. “Can I get you a drink?”
“I’m fine, but thanks,” I responded. Since when did popular Seamus care about me?
“Hey wanna dance?” he asked. Okay, now this was plain weird. But viva la vida, right? That’s why Lindsey had dragged me here in the first place.
“Sure.”
He took my hand, bowed like in the olden days, which made me laugh, and led me to the dance floor. By now, more people had joined in and it was quite crowded, but that provided me a nice sense of invisibility. As we danced, Seamus grew increasingly touchy. Spinning me, brushing my arm, grazing my thigh. Part of me said to stop, that this was wrong and what was I even thinking, and so on. But a bigger part of me loved it.
So when Seamus spun me so my back was towards him and put his hands on my hips, drawing me close, I didn’t pull away but instead pushed back towards him, my ass pressing against his crotch and began to sway to the beat of the music. I had never grinded on someone I knew, and Seamus of all people seemed like the least likely person. But I let the music and his grip on my hips guide me, and we continued to dance together.
“Hey, can we go somewhere quieter?” Seamus said, but in a throaty whisper that, not going to lie, turned me on way more than I wanted to admit.
“Of course,” I said, and let him guide me away from the party into an empty room. He closed the door and popped the lock of what I had now realized was a bedroom.
Seamus’s POV:
I had been entranced by Emma from the moment I saw her tonight. A tight white dress displayed her perfect cleavage and ass, and I knew I needed to approach her. When I led her on to the dance floor, I had to resist glazing over, staring at her perfect figure and bubbly laugh. As we begun to dance, I felt that same magnetic chemistry from partnering at school come back, but so much stronger. And when she began to grind again me, it took all my self control to not peel that dress off of her right then and there.
I led her to my bedroom and locked the door. I was lost for words, I had no idea how to say what I wanted to do to her. “Why don’t we pick up where we left off?” I said, my voice low and throaty with lust.
She raised an eyebrow in the perfectly sassy way only Emma can do, but grabbed my outstretched hand and pulled her self into me, beginning to grind again. I felt my growing erection, and was sure she noticed my arousal as well, so decided to act. I softly kissed the skin beneath her ear, sucking ever so gently. To my surprise, she didn’t pull away. I continued to kiss down her neck as she melted closer to my body.
A barely audible moan escaped her lips, and she whispered “You turn me on so much, Seamus.”
I was shocked. The hottest girl in our grade, one too perfect for any boy to approach, said I turned her on.
Emma’s POV:
I can’t believe I just said that. Pulling away from our intimate position, I stepped away with my head down in embarrassment. Someone like me could never be with someone like him, but my body had talked for me.
“I want you,” he said. Those three words sent tingles down my spine.
“Then take me,” I said, spinning around to face him. He walked towards me and I slowly backed up, maintaining eye contact, until I felt my back press against the wall. His eyes drifted to my lips, and he closed the space between us. He grabbed my ass, pulling my hips into his growing erection, earning a moan from me. We began to passionately make out, his tongue slipping between my lips.
Seamus’s POV:
I caught her plump bottom lip between my lips, a softly grazed it with my teeth. Her soft moan only further aroused me. I turned from kissing her lips to the side of her neck, sucking harder as I no longer cared if it left bruises. Her head dipped back in pleasure, and I began to slip the strap of her dress down her arm.
I pushed it down until the dress was rolled down to her waist. I pulled back to admire her body before taking her breast in my hands as we continued to kiss. I rolled her pink nipples between my finger tips, and I felt her moan into my mouth. Her fingers began to pull at the buttons of my shirt, pushing the material off of my body. Now if was her turn to look me up at down, taking in my abs, as well as my clearly visible bulge. I pulled her back into me, our naked chests colliding as I unzipped the back of her dress and she wrestled with my belt buckle. Both left in only our underwear, I pulled her towards the bed.
To my surprise she stopped me near the edge and dropped to her knees, now eye level with my cock. She lightly outlined the bulge in my boxer briefs, and now it was my turn to moan in response.
Emma’s POV:
I tugged down the waist band of his underwear, a large cock popping out to greet me. I lightly grazed the length of his dick with my fingertips, his moans encouraging me onward. I took the head into my mouth and sucked gently before beginning to bob my head up and down his length. I pulled my lips off with a pop, then lifted his dick up to his muscular stomach and traced patterns down the length with my tongue. Next, I sucked his balls into my mouth one at a time, rolling them around while watching his body tense in pleasure. I went back to bobbing my head on his thick dick when I felt him grab a handful of hair and gently thrust into my mouth. Looking up and nodding ever so slightly, I gave him permission and he began to more forcefully fuck my mouth. I felt dominated, almost used, but the growing wetness in my panties was a clear indicator I was loving it.
He was fucking my mouth faster now, his muscles tensing in pleasure. “Emm, emma i’m i’m gunna cuuummm,” he moaned, releasing my hair and beginning to pull out of my mouth.
But to his surprise, I grabbed his ass a push his dick even deeper until I felt it sliding down my throat. I jacked off the upper bit while sucking the head double time, and was greeting with a chorus of moans until I felt stream after stream of his cum hit the back of my throat.
Seamus’s POV:
“Emm, emma i’m i’m gunna cuuummm,” I moaned and began to pull my dick out of her mouth, ready to finish myself off.
To my surprise, she pulled my dick deep in her throat, and sucked and jacked me off with feverish determination. I couldn’t hold myself any longer, and I felt streams of my cum hitting her throat. I pulled out of her mouth and watched in awe as she swallowed my seed before opening her mouth to proudly show that nothing was left. I pulled her to her feet and quickly covered her lips in mine, the taste of my jizz on her lips unbelievably erotic.
“Babe, you are so fucking incredible,” I breathed, looking into her eyes. “Now it’s my turn.”
I began to kiss down her stomach, leaving the occasional love bite, until I reached her panties. I pulled them up into her folds, and kissed her clit through the material. She squirmed under me, but I payed no attention and softly slid the lacy panties off her legs, before kissing from her ankles all the way up to her inner thighs. I began lightly kissing her clitoris.
“Please baby” she moaned.
So I took her clit between my lips and softly sucked in. Slowly sliding one finger into her pussy, I felt she was dripping wet. The fact that I had done that to her only added to my growing re-arousal. I added a second finger into her pussy and curled them, stroking her g-spot, and felt her press her hips into my face.
“Babe, babbby I I I I…” I felt her tense under me as her orgasm built, until finally spiraling into glorious release. Now as I kissed her, it was her juices on my lips.
We lay there, breathless next to each other for a while, her finger trailing over my stomach casually. It felt like only a few minutes had passed before a new pressure began to build in my loins. Looking over at her, I saw her smiling at my growing erection before looking up at me.
“How do you do this to me?” I asked.
In response, she leaned over and began to kiss me, tongue and all. I pulled her on top of me, our nude bodies touching until I could handle it no longer. I flipped her on to her back, slid on a condom, and looked down at her.
Emma’s POV:
“Are you sure you want this?” Seamus asked.
“I can’t think of anything I else I want more,” I whispered back, staring deep into his eyes.
Lying on top of me, he positioned himself at my entrance, and with one firm push, meshed our bodies. His arms held mine pinned to the bed, and his legs also kept mine in place. I was helpless to the gyrations of his hips, yet it only made me hotter. As his cock stuffed my velvety walls, he kissed me firmly, nibbling at my lips and down my neck. His thrusts pushed me closer and closer to my second release.
“Baby I’m close,” I moaned.
With that he pulled out, spun me so my hips were at the edge of the bed, lifted my legs and crossed them before entering me again. The crossing of my legs made his large cock and even tighter fit, and I heard him moan my name as her entered me.
“Play with your nipples,” he ordered.
I complied. The extra stimulation was heavenly, not to mention the turn-on of having his watch me.
Seamus’s POV:
I turned her around once more so we were now in doggy style. Grabbing firmly onto her hips, I thrust harder and faster than before.
“Are you a bad, bad girl Emma?” I asked. Shit. That’s too weird of me to say.
“Yesss,” she hissed back. Well never mind.
“I think you need to be punished,” I said, and without saying anything else, I raised my hand and spanked her ass.
She yelped in shock, but then moaned, “Oh I’m so bad I think I need to be punished again.”
I smacked her ass several more times, hard enough to leave a slight pink tinge but not enough to seriously hurt her. The power I had over her sent me over the edge at the same time as it did for her, us both falling into orgasmic bliss and we collapsed on the bed.
I looked over at the girl next to me. A brilliant mind, talented dancer, an absolute sex goddess. How could I have not seen it before?
“Em, that was amazing. I’ve never felt that good. Ever.”
“Not bad for a first time then?” she asked with a cheeky grin.
My jaw dropped. She was a virgin? Fuck me!