Celia

Celia had never taken a risk. She didn't drink until she was of legal age, she didn't text and drive and she always looked both ways before crossing the street. All this made Celia wonder what she was doing at this party. Celia's friend, Janet, had dragged her to the neighbours weekly party. Celia had never been to one before, but tonight she had run out of excuses not to come. She was done her homework and it was too early to go to bed.
Janet had dressed Celia in her own clothes. According to Janet, Celia owned nothing acceptable for this occasion. Celia was dressed in a pink skirt, much shorter than she would ever own. And a lacy black tank top. She had insisted on wearing flip flops instead of Janet's spiked heels.
"Come on Celia, we have to find drinks!" Janet said impatiently as she tried to pull Celia through the crowd. Celia reluctantly followed Janet. She stood quietly as Janet greeted people. She allowed Janet to put a red cup in her hand. It didn't take long before Celia's head was spinning. She had no tolerance for alcohol, and she had no idea what was in her red cup. Looking around she realized Janet was gone. Celia stood, lost in a crowed, yet completely alone.
"Hey there" a voice said.
Celia looked up to see a tall guy standing next to her.
"um... hi" she replied. Further inspection revealed that the guy had green eyes and dirty blond hair that was carefully spiked.
"I haven't seen you here before... my name is Max"
"um, Celia"
"Hi Celia... why haven't I seen you around?" Max asked, eying her up and down.
"I don't go out much" Celia replied. Immediately blushing as she realized how lame that sounded. Max didn't seem to mind. And before she knew it, Celia and Max were cuddled up on a couch talking. Max kept Celia's drink topped off. And soon Celia was feeling loose and much more comfortable with him.
"Do you wanna get out of here?" Max asked.
"Sure" Celia slurred. Max had been a perfect gentleman all night. And Celia wanted more. She was suddenly sick of not taking risks. She wanted to be carefree and have fun!
Celia tripped her way over to Max's house. He held her tightly around the waist, his fingers slipping up to caress the underside of her breasts. He pulled her into his room. Celia found herself lying flat on her back, Max pressed against her. He kissed her hard, teasing her lip with his teeth. Celia gasped as Max nipped her lip hard.
"You like that?" Max asked roughly. Celia groaned her approval. She pushed her hips up against Max. He responded quickly, pulling the tank top over Celia's head. Celia crossed her arms in front of her chest. She suddenly felt shy.
Max smiled at her, "Come on, baby. Let me see... please"
Celia moved her arms and Max wasted no time in swooping down and catching her nipple in his mouth. He sucked the pointed tip as Celia arched beneath him. She grabbed his hair, pressing him closer. Max scrapped Celia's nipple with his teeth. She cried out, urging him closer. He soothed her nipple with his tongue. Licking up Celia's neck, Max captured her mouth. She moaning as his tongue fought its way between her lips.
"What do you want baby?" Max breathed against her mouth.
"Everything" Celia managed to say between sighs as Max teased her earlobe with his teeth.
"Mmm ya baby, I want to give you everything. How do you want it?"
"What do you mean?" Celia's naivety was catching up to her. She didn't know that there was more than one way to do this.
"Well, do you like it sweet?" Max kissed her gently.
"Or, do you want it rough?" He bit her earlobe. Celia groaned.
"You like that baby?" He tugged her hair, forcing her head back.
"Mmmm, ya..." Celia exhaled.
Max sat up on his knees. In one smooth move Max pulled off Celia's skirt. Celia gasped and blushed. She modestly crossed her legs, leaning away from Max. Max got up and quickly stipped off his clothes. He went over to the bedside table and took out a condom, and a long piece of black silk.
Celia, lifted herself up on her elbows. A questioning look clouding her face. "What's that for?"
Max smiled slyly. He eased her back into a lying position. Max gently wrapped the silk around Celia's wrists, he then tied the other end, above her head, to the headboard. Celia squirmed on the bed, testing the limits of the silk.
Max straddled Celia. He gently kissed her. Then he slowly moved lower. Teasing her with his tongue. He lightly flicked her nipple with the tip of his tongue. Celia arched up, trying to get more contact. Max kept the strokes of his tongue light as he feathered licks down Celia's body. Max lightly licked between Celia's legs. His hands massaged her thighs. After a couple of seconds Max's tongue got rougher. He licked harder, and pulled her clit into his mouth and sucked. Celia screamed out, arching and pushing into Max's face. Max eased his tongue inside Celia. She cried out. Max plunged his tongue into Celia over and over. She whimpered and writhed against him, begging for him to put her over the edge. Max pulled back. He began licking her clit as he slid a finger inside her. Celia immediately exploded. She panted his name as she bucked against Max.
Max moved back up Celia's body. He sucked roughly on her breast.
"Please... inside me.. now.. I need it," Celia moaned urgently.
Max moved over Celia. In one swift move he was deep inside her. Celia called out. She moved wildly against him. Max met her thrusts. He reached out and massaged her breasts as he pounded into her.
Celia came quickly, shuttering violently around Max. Max came soon after, collapsing on top of Celia.
Max and Celia lay still for a long time, trying to catch their breath.
"Wow" Celia sighed. She knew she couldn't go back to being a good girl. And she didn't care. She just wondered what she could try next. And she wondered if Max would teach her new things.
The End