Move in Day - written by me

She: Things weren't going well, financially, for either of us. So, we decided to live together to save money, split bills, etc. We'd been friends for 20 years and knew each other's quirks, were respectful of each other, and thought it could work. The place was kind of an industrial dump and a lot of work was needed in terms of cleaning. First night and I'd been cleaning for hours. All of the rooms were large and open. Larger than in normal houses. The bathroom was huge. I fell asleep exhausted on the floor in front of the toilet with the door wide open while cleaning the floor.

He: She'd been cleaning so much, far more than me. I just had to do the heavy move-in lifting. It had been a while since I'd seen her. I was trying to give her space, but I did wonder where she was, so thought I better take a peek in on her. I found her curled up on her side on the bathroom floor fast asleep, poor thing. I wanted to pick her up and put her in her bed, but the way she was laying and my bigger body type, I couldn't just dead lift her off the floor without waking and jostling her all to hell. So, I thought if I got down on the floor, I could pull her against me, turn her sideways, hold her like a baby, and just stand up with her in my arms. So, I sat down, spread my legs apart, lifted the top part of her torso and pulled her back against my chest with her butt between the V of my legs. She fell back against me. It had been so long since I had a warm woman in my arms, and she was asleep, that I took the advantage of hugging her and inhaling her scents. That probably wasn't my best idea, because I got a raging hard-on. She wiggled against me and moaned. I couldn't help myself and held her breasts in my hands, not fondling them so she wouldn't notice, just holding them, holding her against me. Her head fell back into the crook of my neck.

She: I woke up as soon as he pulled me back against him. I knew living with him we'd probably become intimate, because there was always an underlying sexual current between us. Now we were both free and living under the same roof. I did not expect the caring way he'd try to scoop me up and him hugging me from behind. He's usually pretty distant with his body. Having strong, big muscles against my back melted me and ignited me at the same time. I know things could have went a lot of ways. I could have feigned sleep or kept up the distance we were used to. But, I didn't want to anymore. I wanted touch and human connection and hugging and caring. I could feel he was turned on and he was holding my breasts, so I knew he'd reciprocate. I twisted my head around and reached my hand up to the back of his head and pulled his mouth down to mine.

He: She started something I did not expect, but I am hungry for her and this. I am going to consume her alive. We were kissing aggressively with her back to my chest and her head twisted around. I had one hand on her throat holding her mouth where I could get to it, the other fondling her tits I've enjoyed looking at so often. She flipped herself around in my lap and was trying to unbutton my pants. I let her and helped her. She said enthusiastically, "Let me practice my hand job."

She: He was so hard and kissing me so forcefully that I wanted more than hand jobs. I was wet and moaning and leaning against him heavily. I think it was turning him on, because his pre-cum was making my hand all slippery. I wanted to impale myself on him so badly, but I wasn't on any protection and who knows where/if there were any condoms in the place. I just knew I didn't have any.

He: I was half out of my mind with what was happening, but I knew she was exhausted, and I didn't want to cum in her hand on the bathroom floor and everything turn awkward. I wanted to remain respectful. I wanted to get her into a bed. My bed was made. I wanted to sleep with her in my arms. "Come to bed with me and sleep in my bed." She got up off of me. I stood up and scooped her up like I had originally planned and carried her to my bed.

She: I stripped off my clothes and got under his covers naked. He stripped down to his gym shorts and got in next to me and reached for me. "Do you have a condom?" He kissed me and said, "You probably need rest." But, his pulsing hard-on said otherwise. I yanked the front of his shorts down and rubbed myself on him. He ground out slightly angrily, "Dammit, hold on", got a condom, put it on quickly and was back trying to scoop me up. I kissed him and spread my legs.

He: I'm going to ask her if she's sure one more time to be respectful, but I'm about to rail her, because my cock is aching and I've wanted to fuck her for 20 years. Nope, I'm just going to fuck her, because she's slimy wet and writhing in torment and I'm already inside of her. Fuckkkkkkkkk

She: Blissed out. Smiling. Dreaming. Passing out. Coming to. Fucking for hours. Sleeping. Fucking. Kissing. Holding. Tangled. An exhausting first night of many.