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This story will be somewhat different than my other works. Although it will include some rough and passionate sex, there is no blackmail or rape of any kind. I wanted to work on temptation with this story, to get the characters and you the readers excited before the sex really happens. In my other stories I kind of hopped right into it with the first chapter, but this one will be a little different. That's not to say there won't be sex, I want something erotic to happen with every chapter, but it will be noticably different. I'm also going to try my hand at writing dirty talk. People seem to enjoy that. :)
Pete and Claudia are the focus of this story, although other characters such as HG Wells, Myka, and Leena will also get involved. The first chapter has plenty of naughty, but intentionally a slow start. I hope you enjoy it, and please show that ratings bar and review section some love if you do.
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Chapter One
I’ve been told by Myka that I should write everything that’s happened over the last few days. I don’t see why I need to do that, because there’s no way in hell I’ll ever forget a single moment of it, but she said it might help me put my thoughts in order. I don’t know, she may be right, she usually is. I experienced it and I can hardly believe it happened, what are the odds that anyone reading this will?
It all started just a few days ago on Friday. H.G. Wells, Myka and I had just dropped off an artifact at the Warehouse. We usually have a routine after a successful mission. We eat dinner together, along with Claudia and Leena in the dining room and then watch a movie before going to bed. It was just a habit we picked up, and spending more time together really seems to help with the group dynamic.
The weird stuff began long after everyone went to bed, at around one in the morning. As usual I was tossing and turning in bed, once again not being able to sleep so soon after a mission. It was a problem since long before I joined Warehouse 13, and sleeping pills don’t seem to do any good. After fighting a losing battle against insomnia for an hour, I finally decided to get out of bed and walk around a bit, which is also something I do often.
The house is old but sturdy, so I can usually move in the halls without making a sound. That’s why I was able to catch the sound coming from Claudia’s room, which isn’t too far from mine by the way, without being heard. Besides being a naturally curious guy, what I see every day and what I’ve seen while I was a marine has also made me somewhat paranoid of weird sounds coming from nowhere. As I approached her door, and slowly opened it a crack, I felt a strong vibe just a brief moment before I caught sight of a naked Claudia. The sight of her masturbating shut the vibe right up.
Now I have never hidden the fact that I am a lover of the female form. Before all of this began I rarely had to spend a night alone. I won’t say I’m a stud, but I never had to worry about it too much. I had an active sex life that I enjoyed immensely. Not so much since joining the Warehouse. Claudia is cute, but quite a bit younger than me. Artie and Myka would probably toss me in the Dark Room if it even looked like I was coming onto her, so I placed her firmly in the “Do Not Touch” category and left it at that.
It wasn’t ever an issue, or at least not until that moment when I saw her playing with herself. Although I was rooted to the spot, unable to look away, I still took the time to drink in her form. Claudia takes pretty good care of herself, with strong, slender legs and a body to match it. She has small breasts, topped with pinkish nipples that looks good enough to suck on. Not for the first time, I wondered how someone who is so smart could look so good. I miss the good old days when a nerd looked like a nerd. That’s especially true for Myka.
I don’t know if it’s curiosity, my dry spell, or both but I continued to watch as her right hand dipped between her legs and slid a middle finger inside her eager body. Seeing the usually quirky Claudia masturbating and whimpering was intoxicating. Sometimes her legs closed when she hit just the right spot and gasped, but she mostly kept them spread open, allowing me to see her fingers at work on her pussy. It’s strange how something so erotic could look so innocent at the same time, and I felt bad for peeping on her even as I reached my hand down to squeeze my shaft through my pants.
If there are any ladies reading this, there is something you should know. It’s absolute torture for a guy to want something he knows he can’t have. At that moment I would have done anything just to finish the cute redhead off with my tongue. She just looked so damn good, and the desire to join her only increased as she continued. Apparently, it wasn’t just a quick round before sleep, because fifteen minutes since my arrival and she didn’t even slow down.
Her free hand had moved up to tend to her rock hard nipples, lightly twisting and pinching them in a way I couldn’t see as being pleasurable, but her responding moan at the sensation saying it was. It was a hot night, and a fine sheen of sweat began to cover her body, making her look even sexier than before. Hearing her moans and whimpers, watching as she alternated how many fingers she pushed inside of herself and how rough she was tortured me endlessly, but probably not as much as her next words.
“Oh my God, Pete! Shove your tongue in me!” She gasped out, barely above a whisper, but just as clear to me as if she were standing right in front of me.
I remember thinking at the time, “That’s what I want to do! Wait…what?” I swear, all color drained from my face, probably because all my blood was diverted straight to my cock. I had trouble processing that she was thinking about me while masturbating, and not only that, it was apparently a pretty good fantasy. Her eyes opened for the first time since I got there, and for a moment I thought she would look at the door and see me, but instead she watched her fingers through half-lidded eyes.
Seeing that look on her face was too much for me, so I took the risk and pulled my cock out of my pants and stroked it while watching her. I was able to contain myself until I found out she was doing it while thinking of me. That counts for something…right?
Erotic words continued to flow from her mouth, raising our combined arousal so much more with every word. I struggled to keep my breathing under control as I pumped my fist up and down my shaft, which is more difficult than you think when every fiber of my being wants to enter the room and do everything that she’s saying. Her words kept getting cut off by her sounds of pleasure, which steadily grew louder every time I saw two of her fingers disappear inside her horny pussy.
Becoming worried about her increased volume, I looked to my left and right only long enough to ensure that no one had come to inspect the noise, and then turned my attention back to Claudia. Her room was far enough out of the way that no one else should have noticed, but I didn’t want to let my guard down.
“I want to come so much, Pete. I need you to make me co-Ah!” Her words were suddenly cut off when she dug her two fingers deep inside her pussy and hit a sweet spot, which made her cry out but didn’t send her over the edge.
I never would have expected to hear such things from Claudia, of all people, but I’m not entirely surprised either. People say all kinds of things when they’re aroused, things they’d never repeat outside of a bedroom. Knowing the kind of person she is around everyone else, and then getting a glimpse of the side that only a select few get to see made me feel guiltier about spying on her intimate moment, but it also drove me crazy with lust. I liked knowing she was vocal about her pleasure in the bedroom.
I suddenly noticed a change in her when her fingers moved faster and her voice rose. I could see the signs of an impending climax, and I leaned in even closer to get a good view.
“Oh! I’m going to come so hard! Make me come, Pete! Shove your tongue inside my pussy and make me come!” Her voice rose until the imaginary version of me did as she asked and she moaned out her release long and hard, the sound so erotic and her body arching off the bed so sexy that I stopped stroking myself just so I could give her my undivided attention. I watched as her body convulsed and her fingers swiftly pounded her pussy. Her moan dissolved into sexy little whimpers as the orgasm slowed to a stop and her body rested back down on the bed.
I didn’t feel like I deserved to see how she looked after having an orgasm, and shoved my hard cock back in my pants before sneaking back to my room. I tried to go to sleep, but my insomnia had become replaced by lust. Lust for a young woman I had no business thinking about that way. When I finally did get to sleep, the sun was rising, and I still dreamed of her.
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