Real World (FIRST 6 ONLY!)

When she moved over beside him, he gasped slightly, unable to believe that she was so very close -- and when her fingers touched his arm, he trembled. It had been a long, long time since anyone had caused such an immediate reaction in him. Her fingers drifted, breeze-light, up and down his arms while they talked, and he found it harder and harder to concentrate.

I have a couple of tatoos .. too... -- and Amber revealed an intricately detailed, beautiful piece of artwork on her chest, a snake entwined around a rose-red heart. He watched, entranced, as it rose and fell with her breathing, and in that moment, his eyes also darted to the deeper shadows of her cleavage. He wanted to bend down right then, his hair falling across her skin, and kiss her there, trace the edges of the ink with the tip of his tongue, but before he could, she had twisted around to show him another tattoo, across her lower back. That time, he couldn't resist -- he reached out shakily, and slowly stroked the outlined initials with one guitar-calloused fingertip. She didn't say anything, but he could feel her inhale sharply at his touch.

Amber turned back around, her hand on his arm again, and asked him a question about his band. He leaned back slightly, afraid that if he didn't he would just grab her right then and kiss her, and cleared his throat. "Umm, yeah, it's still a local band there, called ... Purple Rage. I know, it's a stupid name. But we've done okay, opened for big bands once or twice. It's pretty hard stuff, more like what metal used to be, not that I'm into the retro metal thing, I mean ..." Dammit , he thought. I should just keep my mouth shut. It was always much easier to write than to speak.

"Anyway," he mumbled, leaning forward again to look into her eyes, and being lost there. Without even noticing, his hand rose again, cupping her cheek while she told him where she was from. He wanted to ask her more when she said she had no family, but he could sense that she didn't want to elaborate. Instead, he let his thumb stroke her skin slowly as the moment stretched out into timelessness.
 
Nicolette smiled as she watched Amber and Ossie leave together. She decided that she would wait to go to find the rooms so she grabbed her black purse and headed out side. Once she was out there she sat down in a patio chair and tok out a ciggerette and began smoking. This was going to be a very interesting six months.
 
~ she gasped lightly as she felt Ossie reach out and trail a fingertip along the tatoo that graced her lower back... she could not stop the quiver that raced thru her for those few seconds...

she closes her eyes as his hand lifted to touch.. and then cup.. her cheek.. she leaning her head aside to that gentle caress... His hands were rough... yet tender... strong... large.. yet he touched her as if he were touching the finest of china.. or the softest of silk... several curly tendrils of her dark red hair teased forward to tickle his hand.. and wrist lightly... for those few minutes... silence ruled the room... yet there was something very .. electric.. between the 2 of them...

Slowly... ever so slowly... she lifted her own hand to rest over his.. her delicate fingers touching his longer ones... she was still leaning to his palm... she finally opens her eyes... slanting Ossie a lidded glance... the tip of her tongue slithering out to roam over the supple pink tiers of her lips...

"Purple Rage... I like that name" she finally manages to whisper.. as she finally lifts her head to look forward again... her eyes gliding up to peer into the depths of his....

"what.. do you play? Or do you sing?" she asked... moving a little closer to him... she liked Ossie... liked everything about him.. from his leather.. to his tatoos to his voice... even that little bit of the "bad boy" air about him... yet she seemed to sense something so much deeper about him from just those first few mintues of being around him... she wanted to know so much more about him... ~
 
Ossie's voice came out low and hoarse as he watched her tongue trace her lips. He was mesmerized by the picture. "Bass ... sing backups, mostly, I'm not exactly a front ..." His words trailed off as her fingers entwined with his. He could feel his heart pounding.

Her skin was a few shades lighter than his, which led him to think of the way that the shadows of tree branches fall. He knew that later he'd be writing about her. Whatever happened.

He bent down further, looking deep into Amber's eyes, trying to read their depths. An ink-black curl of hair fell between them, and she twisted it around one delicate fingertip, smiling up at him. He tried to think of something else to say, but all he could do is sink further and deeper into her eyes. Slowly, his thumb brushed against her parted lips ...
 
~ her lips parted slightly as his thumb brushed over them... as if to embrace... her breath was heated and quivering...

"Ossie" she whispers... the word slipping from her lips and trembling over his thumb... she was completely oblivious to the others in the hall... that there were even others in the house...

she swallowed slowly... as lost as he was in her eyes... she was equally captivated in his... the dark hued orbs were haunting to her... she had only just met him... yet she was a hair's breath from kissing him... she wanted to kiss him... to feel him hold her... she suddenly realizing just how alone she had been for the better part of the last year.. ~
 
Brandon watched Nicolette go outside and he decide to join her. He opened the patio doors and and steped out and shut them.

" May I join you, " Brandon asked taking a seat next to her and lighting a ciggerette as well.
 
" Of course please sit, " Nicolette said and took another drag off her ciggerette

" So what kind of music do you like? " Nicolette asked, she couldn't stop staring at this guys eyes.
 
"God, Amber," he half-moaned, close enough now that her breath was warm against his cheek, close enough that her scent rose and filled his nostrils, until he was dizzy from her, until she was intoxicating all of his senses. She was so soft, so close, and there was no more doubt in his mind.

His free hand drifted down to rest on her thigh, his fingertips barely making contact, stroking her skin so lightly it was barely a touch at all. A breeze would have touched her more heavily.

Ossie had no idea anymore what he was doing, what would come of it, if this would be something serious or one adventure of many, if the cameras were on right now, if the other roommates were just outside ... and he didn't care. All that existed was that moment, was the sweet wonderful gorgeous girl so very close, was the fact that he was being drawn in closer and closer, was the heat of her body so close, his arms already pulling her into an embrace. The lines inked across his skin seemed to disappear into hers where their shoulders met.

He opened his mouth to say something else -- and somehow, instead, his lips were pressed to hers and they were kissing deeply, her fingers tangled in his hair, his tongue seeking hers out, and he was shocked by how much he wanted her, needed her. It had been too long that he'd been wandering alone ... whether this was a night, a few months, or something more, it opened up a part of him that had been hidden away until that moment.
 
Joey went upstairs and put his bags near a random bed. He without hesitation took off his shirt, sneakers, and jeans, leaving his swim trunks on. And as he walked outside he already saw two pairs of people hanging out. With a whistle Joey figured it was a great time to relax in the hot tub. And so he walked over to the fridge checking around, a full bottle of tequilla catching his attention. He smiled, taking it out, along with a few shot glasses, and made his way towards the hot tub.

However something caught his attention. As he looked out the screen door he saw something better then any hot tub... an oldschool japanese hot spring! He looked at it with a grin, and turned to everybody, yelling out. "Hey I'm gonna go relax in the hot springs if anyone would like to join me..." he said with a grin, holding up the bottle of booze. And with that Joey walked over to the hotspring, jumping in, leaving the bottle and shot glasses at the rim. He instead let his head fall back, a smile on his face, his eyes closed in total relaxation.
 
Nicolette watched Joey get into the hot tob and she stripped down to her Black Bikini that she wore under her clothes just incase she wanted to go immeaditly to the tub and she steped into the hot springs and sat near the edge and relaxed. Her very long black hair dipped into the water and she decide to get the whole thing wet and she stepped away from the wall and sank into the water then rose back up brushing her now completely wet hair behind her. Water dripped of her slender but well developed body and she opened her electric green eyes and she looked around to see if anyone else had joined them.
 
He watched Nicolette and he thought it would be fun so he stripped down to his black boxers and stepped into the spring.

" This is nice, " Brandon said sitting next to the edge.
 
~ His touch... His arms slipping around her... pulling her into his embrace... she still had her legs folded under her on the bed.. as Ossie pulled her to him.. she came up on her knees.. and leaned into his form... the weighted roundness of her breasts gliding and pressing against his chest... her fingers entangle into his wild dark mane.. as her head cants slightly and lips meet... parting... touching.. moist teirs hungering... a moment later and they are lost in the deep.. passion laced kiss... her tongue and his.. entwining.. slithering over each other's then delving deep into each mouth... tasting...

Amber closed her eyes... the sensations quivering over her as Ossie tightened his arms around her... she moans low into the kiss.. the sound vibrating over their tongues and lips...

As they kissed... and touched... she thought she heard someone say something about a hot spring... her eyes slant open for a moment only... then close again... the hot spring could wait.. she.. could not.. she wanted this guy.. she wanted Ossie... she craved that closeness.. she needed it.. and damn it.. she WANTED it...

Still locked within that sensual kiss...she starts to lean back.. drawing Ossie with her... he taking the hint .. he begins to lower her down onto the bed under her... lifting her to him a bit.. as her legs uncurl and stretch out ... his body coming down over hers... she squirming lightly under him as she gasps and moans against his lips... her one hand disengaging from his hair to tickle down his back... the other resting now on his shoulder.. she was rocking invitingly under him now.. legs parted.. skirt hiked up... her panties were soaked and she was gliding against him in all the right places...

The thoughts of a camera catching this blinked into her mind.. but quickly that thought blinked back out again... she didn't care.. all she wanted now at that moment was Ossie... buried deep inside her.. ~
 
It was unbearable agony, and Ossie reached down between them to unsnap and unzip his jeans -- with a moment of worry that he was moving too fast, but he couldn't be restrained any longer. While they kissed passionately, his body lowering over hers, he tugged the jeans off completely, urgently needing to feel her, to bare himself for this intensely arousing woman beneath him. He could hear voices outside the window, but made no sense of what they were saying. Everything he needed was right here, so close, so sweetly close and driving him wild ...

They both pulled off their shirts at the same moment, and Amber fell back against the mattress, her hair spread across it like the rays of a sunset, the tattoo on her chest bared. And that was where he kissed her next, as he had wanted to upon first seeing it, letting his tongue trace around the outlines of the image, his lips pressing close to her heart then moving down to her breast, kissing each inch of her flesh, finding her nipple and taking it into his mouth like the neck of a beer bottle he was about to drink deeply from.

Amber dug both hands into his hair again, pressing him against her, moaning as his lips tugged at her nipple until it stiffened. He slid his hand up between her thighs, stroking her through the soaked fabric of her panties, pushing them to one side so that his fingers could dip inside her, then back up to tease her clit and down again.

His skin felt on fire. His whole body was straining as he rocked his hardness against her thigh, as he looked up again, into her eyes, and whispered, God, I need you ... and he could see his need reflected in her eyes.
 
~ The feel of His skin against hers... the sight.. and touch of his bare chest.. as both of them slipped off the shirts that they were wearing.. his head lowering.. tracing her tatoo with the wet tip of his tongue.. the sensation was exquisite.. and she moaned low and deep in her throat.. a purring sound.. that tumbled past her lips...

her back arched as his lips moved to possessively to her nipple.. drawing that swelling peak into his mouth... she moving.. undulating against Him.. her fingers caught now in the wild curls of his hair.. her head thrown back as she moans outloud.. not caring if the others heard her or not.. heck the door was still open... they could watch if they wanted...

His fingers slip between her outstretched legs... her panties were soaked thru now... he caressing lightly before dipping beneath and pushing inside of her... she was drenched... tight... heated.. and as his long fingers explored.. she bucked her hips up to the penetration.. walls of her pussy shuddering against those lengths.. she crying out once more as his thumb brushes her clit.. which was throbbing now..

She felt her nipple slip free of his hungry mouth as he lifted his head to look down and into her now lust filled eyes.. his hard shaft pressing.. gliding .. against her thigh... she wanted him so much at this point that she did not think she could even wait long enough for him to remove her panties...

"God, I need you"

"yesss... Ossie... Yesssss" she moans back to him.. her eyes meeting his... she rocking her hips upwards... a inviting.. begging motion... for him to take her.. now... as she writhed under him... her hands releasing his hair and gliding down his back.. where her nails raked at the skin lightly in her own need and craving...

"Ossie... yessssss" she again moans...
 
His low, guttural moan mixed with her own as she spoke his name, and Ossie found that he couldn't wait another moment. Surely they could hear outside -- surely if the crew wasn't filming yet, they would soon, if only for their own private viewing -- but all he could think about was how much he needed this, how much he needed Amber, and he pushed himself up and forward in a smooth quick motion.

She dug her nails into his back just as his cock slid along her inner thigh, and he couldn't even wait long enough to remove the rest of her clothes. He tugged urgently at her skirt, slid her panties to one side, bunching up the wet silk, and slid effortlessly deep, deep inside her. The feeling was so sweet, so wild, so all-encompassing that he raised his head and cried out, until he was certain that the thin walls were shaking.

"Oh, god," he groaned as she gripped him, as he filled her perfectly, as their bodies came together as one and they kissed again. For a moment, they were silent and still -- he could feel his pulse pounding through his body, down into his cock, pulsing inside her. With agonizing slowness, he begain to slide back, inch by inch being exposed again to the air. Amber's eyes grew wide, and she clutched at him as if to keep him inside. But he moved back until only the blunt head of his cock was still in her, raising up to drag the shaft against her clit, and waited there for another perfect moment. A drop of sweat fell from his hair and hit the mattress beside her head. Then, all at once, he slid to the depths of her again, and like a dam breaking open the wildness let loose, and they began to move fast and hard together, bodies taut and shaking with their desire for each other.
 
~ she grips his back as he slides deeply into the wet.. heated tunnel of her sex...her hips lift to meet his thrust.. legs coming up to wrap around him... her nails grazing his back as she arches up under him..

"Ossieeeeeee" she crying out... as his lips meet hers again.. silencing her as their tongues entwine... tasting .. caressing... bodies pressed together..he buried deep inside the heat of her sex.... she quivering slightly under him... As he begins to pull back.. the kiss breaks.. and her soft whimpering is heard... but he does not leave the embrace of those velvet walls.. not completely.. and a moment later he is plunging in again... hard... fast... his cock shaft glistening with the slick coating of her arousal... she was bucking under him .. as he rides her... she taking him deeper with each delve into that sublime wetness that was her pussy... tight... tingling... pulsing.. gripping him.. her breasts swaying against his chest as they rock wildly on the bed.. her cries and his mingling... she was sure the others could hear.. how could they not... that mattered not to her... she was lost in the wild mating on the bed....

"harder" she moans... "fuck me harder".. she liked it hard.. fast.. rough.. and was begging to feel him even deeper... her skin was flush and damp.. her pussy was searing hot... as he pounded in and out of her.. she responding by begging for more... her head lifts... lips finding his throat.. she nipping.. then almost biting in her lust... before her voice whispers in his ear... "Ossie... ride me... fuck me baby.. hard... fast.. deep... yesssssssssssssssss"
 
Their bodies crash together with the force of tidal waves, kissing so hard that their lips feel bruised, their tongues sliding together in between their cries, his calling out her name, hearing his in return, pounding deep into her slick depths again and again, swelling inside her, filling her completely, racing closer and closer to that cliff's edge, teetering right on it then pulling back, grinning, and kissing even harder before racing for it again ...

It was all happening too fast to even think about, but somewhere he knew that this wasn't simple animal lust, this was about opening up so many doors, letting go of so much baggage, letting each other feel -- and yet, at the same time, it was lust, pure and all-encompassing, as her lips found his throat, her teeth at her skin, and he growled, deep in his chest, and fucked her even harder.

His hands found hers, and fingers intertwined as he pushed down into the bed, letting all of his weight drive him into her, twisting his hips with each upstroke so his cock would hit each secret spot as they came closer, and closer, feeling her lift her hips to him, needing even more, and bending his head to her breast once more, tugging at her nipples with his teeth, feeling her whole body shake and knowing his was trembling as well ....
 
~ her back arching.. as he takes a nipple into his mouth .. teeth grazing the swollen peak... she throwing back her head and crying out as he fucked her... she too felt this was more than just an attraction that had gone much too far.. much too fast... but for the moment she did not let her mind or thought interfere in what she was feeling... the smacking of their bodies together.. the sounds and scent of sex filling the room...

She was fast approaching that crescendo... her orgasm.. the wave was rising.. it had truely been a long time since she came with another person and not just her trusty vibrator...

She was gasping... panting... groaning... begging.. under him... her body matching his thrusts with her own... the head of his cock plunging so deeply inside her that it was hitting her muscled cervix and bringing renewed cries from her...

Each thrust pounding into her brought her closer and closer to the edge.. only to have him pull her back with a grin and then push her forward once more.. she was not sure how long she could take that.. her nails dug into his skin.. her body writhing against his .. she was about to crash over the edge... and this time she could not stop it... as HIs teeth bit down on her nipple and his cock slammed into her again and again.. her climax crashed over her... the wave racing thru her as if to drown her... she arches... screams out ...

"OSSIEEE.. CUMMING.. I'M CUMMING" .. she was sure that the whole neighborhood heard her.. not just the others in the house... her body bucked... shuddered... her sex clamping down around him.. spasming.. muscles rippling as she lets loose a flood of heated searing lubrication... drenching him.. coating him... ~
 
"God, Amberrrr ...." he managed to cry out, but it turned into a howl as he felt her going wild beneath him, gripping him, writhing against him, and he knew it would not be long ...

He rode through the first wave of her climax, kissing her passionately, both their bodies slick with sweat and drenched with her wetness. She wrapped her arms around him, digging her nails into his flesh, and he could feel his own explosion starting to rise inside, his cock swelling in her still-spasming grip, every muscle in his body seeming to go taut at once, then, like an arrow leaving a bowstring --

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," he heard himself chanting as each wave of pure pleasure washed over him, bursting deep inside her body, his mouth savage against hers and his whole body thrusting ever deeper, ever harder, the scent of their sex thick in his nostrils, riding through until there was no more to give. And feeling it recede, bit by bit, the tremors slowing gradually until it was only his body against hers, locked in the closest embrace, pulsing with the combined beat of their hearts.

Gently, he kissed her cheek, the side of her neck, her shoulder. She rolled into his arms lying side-by-side, and his hands began to learn her body again, slowly caressing each length, each curve, as if to memorize her by touch. "Amber," he said again, his voice low, trying to express a multitude of feeling in those two simple syllables.
 
"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,"

~ His words preceeded by a moment only.. the jet of his seed spilling out inside her... flooding her... she crying out under him as the heat flowed... her own cum mingling with his... and spilling out as he kept pumping inside her...

their lips met in another searing kiss...bodies rocking as one as he emptied himself within the walls of her sex...

The orgasms.. hers.. and then his.. seemed to last forever... writhing.. bucking... trembling... until the sensations faded.. slowly... leaving them in each other's arms... panting..

Slowly their positions shifted... and she lay in his arms.. on her side.. he curled around her from behind.. a tatoo'ed arm draped over her still quivering form.. she had never felt anything that intense... her heart was still pounding.. her breathing coming in deep gasps..

"Amber,"

"Fuck Ossie" she manages to moan... "that.. that was.. fantastic.." she was barely able to speak...her words melting inot a soft whimper as his hand slowly glides over her body... touching.. tracing... his fingers felt good on her sweat drenched skin... she was not used to a gentle touch after sex.... the sex she was used to had always been hard and fast.. with no gentleness afterward... usually she was just cast aside.. this was very new.. and very welcomed to her... ~
 
Ossie chuckled, his hands still gently caressing her curves. "That was pretty goddamn incredible," he agreed. "I guess I don't have to worry about nobody liking me here." He kissed the side of her neck, tasting her sweat. Her hair brushed across his face soft and natural, no sharp hint of hairspray or gel, no perfume -- just her own wonderful fragrance. He buried his face in the side of her neck and shoulder, breathing her in.

His other arm stretched beneath her, reaching up to hold her close just beneath her breasts. He crushed Amber's body back to him, kissing her again as she turned her face to his, and he felt his cock stir slightly, snug against her ass. She laughed and raised her eyebrows, wiggling a bit back at him.

He felt more relaxed than he had in years. Whatever might happen between either of them and the other roommates here, he felt so very lucky to have discovered this beautiful woman.

Outside, he could hear voices and the sound of water splashing. He knew the film crew would be expecting all of them to eventually make their way out there for the first evening, but at the moment, he didn't want to move an inch.
 
~ she did not want to move either.. content to lay here in his arms.. she felt safe... something else she had not felt in a long time...

She brushes her lips to his as he holds her close... her hand reaching up to glide fingertips along his cheek... down the curve of his jawline.. throat.. over his shoulder.. to again trace the tatoos that colored the skin of his arm...

she too heard the splash of water outside.. the spring was sounding good to her... especially after such intense sex....

"we should.. go out and see everyone.. Ossie.. " she softly whispers... " we have the next 6 months to enjoy ourselves in this room"... her lips curl into a smile... as her finger lifts from his arm to trace his lips... ~
 
He kissed her fingertip as it crossed his lips, smiling down at her with a fondness that belied his rough hands and 'rock star' appearance. "They're gonna be a letdown after you, I bet," he said, stroking her cheek.

Then he let his eyes sweep down across their entwined bodies. "The real question is," he asked, feeling unexpectedly bold, "should we get dressed first?"
 
"well... " she said with a smile on her face... "I already heard splashing.. so I know someone is already..... wet... I say we go the underwear root.. at least that way our ... Mmmm... unmentionable parts won't suffer that awful blurring patch that they tend to smudge over our .. privates... right?.. You know... when they show this on tv"

~With that she turns and leans up... kissing Ossie... a soft.. but very passionate tongue kiss... she pressing her body to his... before breaking away.. and slipping out of his embrace... she stood up... naked on top.. her short skirt falling down a bit... her panties were drenched with the combination of his cum and her own...

She quickly slips both off... standing before him naked for the moment... reaching up to brush back her "I just had sex" wild hair.. she makes her way to her bags.. and fishes out a bra.. and panties.. both pink.. and slips them on...

"well.. come on" she laughs... as she walks over to him and offers her hand to help him up off the bed.. thinking he looked sexy as hell just laying there that way.... ~
 
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Somehow, Ossie found her putting on underwear as erotic as when she'd taken it off. It didn't help that he could still feel her body against his, the heat of her skin, the way she leaned in to his chest and her nipples brushed across his ribcage. He could still taste her kiss as he ran his tongue across his lips.

Amber pulled him to his feet, allowing herself to be pulled easily into another embrace, but then pulling back with a laugh. "Come on, now, back into your shorts," she said. "Unless you want to be seen on world-wide television wearing only a blur."

Awkwardly, he stepped into his boxers again, pulling them up around his waist. "Umm, I don't know how good this is gonna work," he said, trying to pull the fly shut around his obvious erection.
 
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