#real-eli

Bianca sat along side Eli in his hearse Morty, Carefully eying the streets for what she was looking for. "Right there!" she yelled as she pointed at a small abandoned store. Eli was suppose to be tutoring Bianca, but instead they decided they would drink. Drink at the fact that they were forced to spend a certain amount of hours a week together until Bianca brought up her grades. Although neither of them had ever dare admitted it, they enjoyed each others company.

      Clare was slightly shaking as she pulled off Eli's jeans leaving him in black boxer briefs.  She couldn't help but blush when she removed his boxers as well.  Clare would never admit to Eli how truley terrifed she was.  WHat if he didn't like it?  Clare was nervous.

      Clare settled herself in between his legs and he smiled up at her.  His eyes were clouded with lust as Clare's shaking hand slowly wrapped around her boyfriend.  His hips shifted up and Clare blushed, but she was loving the way he reacted to her touch.

      Slowly, she began to move her fist up and down.  Eli groaned and Clare pulled her hand away, thinking she did something wrong.  He looked up at her and gestured for her to continue, so she did.

       Clare cautiously begand to move her hand faster, adding a little pressure here and there.  Eli began to moan her name and this turned Clare on a little herself.  Clare heard Eli mutter, "Faster.."  So Clare happily oblijed. 

       After a few more motions with her hand, Clare felt something wet dripping down her arm.  She turned pitch red when she realized what had happened.  But on the inside she was thrilled she did it correctly.