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Opposites Collide	By : Redneckgirl Category: Individual Celebrities > Wentworth Miller Views: 2759 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction in its entirety. I am not claiming these events to be true to life in any way, shape or form and do not know Wentworth Miller personally. The story itself and OC's are of my own creation and no monies are being made o

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Wentworth’s POV.
Running my hands down her body and resting them on her hips I close my eyes and groan, the sensations of her sliding so easily up and down the length of my shaft and digging her nails into my chest becoming totally overpowering. Leaning down against me she kisses me from my chest to my neck, my hands moving down to squeeze her ass before I move one around and start to rub her clit with my fingertips, hearing her moan softly.
‘Mmmmmm that feels good’ she breathes into my ear as I use my fingers to both directly stimulate her and move the small silver ring back and forth, muscles contractions tensing and releasing more rapidly around my dick as her hips work up and down faster, each breath she takes barely concealing the little exclamations of pleasure she makes at the same time. I can feel her teeth nip the skin under my jaw before her mouth is back on mine again, her tongue pushing into my mouth while her hands run down underneath my shoulders, her breathing so erratic and her wetness gripping me so tightly I know it’s only moments before she’ll come.
And when she starts to I grab hold of the ring pierced through the hood of her clit and give it a gentle tug, her vocal appreciation of it near perforating my right eardrum. And if that isn’t enough to trigger my own burning release she well and truly makes it happen by sitting up and sinking a few inches further down my dick, strong currents of pleasure flowing up throughout my whole body and making me feel drowned as she reaches down and kisses me before collapsing down on my chest. I love a woman who likes to get on top; it’s the sexiest thing in the world to watch. This woman is so hypnotically beautiful I just don’t want to stop completely devouring her, so quite simply I don’t. After disposing of the condom I turn her onto her back and immediately settle my mouth between her legs, pressing my tongue to her clit and rubbing it slowly back and forth.
‘Ahhhhhhh damn, do you ever stop?’ she exclaims, sighing and resting her head back on the pillows and running her hands across my head.
‘Eventually’ I reply, slowly sliding two fingers as far as I can into her pussy and kissing the inside of her thigh, sucking a purple mark onto a spot of partially tattooed flesh as I waste no time in working my fingers harder and faster inside her.
AJ’s POV.
I can’t even begin to describe how good the pleasure this man inflicts upon me feels, I just........................................oh god he’s good. Too good. I just when I think the feeling of his fingers alone is suitably intense, I can’t help the shivers and moans that come when his tongue makes contact with my clit again, circling it firmly while I feel his fingers working hard against my g spot. I’m impressed at how fast he found it too, with my last partner it took him about a week. With Went, about twenty seconds. Told you he was good.
‘Ahhhhhhh, oh fuck that feels so good’ I pant, my eyes practically crossing as one hand gripped the sheets and the other dug nails into the back of his neck. His tongue does nothing but push harder and circle my clit faster while in appreciating reaction to this my wetness begins to stream out over his fingers as uses them to fuck me hard, pressing them against me so fiercely there’s no gradual build up but just instant orgasm, a soft sigh coming from my mouth as my body jolts a few times as the heavenly sensations sweeping my body. And before I know it he’s back inside me again, holding my legs high and wide but bending at the waist to reach down and kiss me, hands running down my perspiration soaked legs as mine run across an equally damp chest that’s heaving up and down in exertion, hot blasts of heavy breath beating against my neck as I feel his tongue running across the sensitive dip between there and my collarbone. And his dick is thrusting through my wetness so slowly it’s even more sensitive, feeling every swollen vein in it sliding against my walls its so painfully slow, the kind of pace that turns us both on so much it cannot be withstood for too long before the pace becomes hard and frenzied again, my hands running down his toned stomach as he lifts off me again, pushing himself into me as much as he can until I wince in pain, indicating it’s as much as I can physically take before not able to register anything more than the feral pounding he gives me for the next twenty minutes, slowing right down when he feels the urge to come before speeding up again, rendering me to total ecstasy in the middle of the bed. And it just keeps on getting hotter.
‘Touch yourself’ he pants, looking down and watching his enormous cock get coated in my milky wetness. I obey his request with a smile, the very thought of him wanting to see me playing with myself while he’s fucking me making me dizzy with sexual excitement. He smiles wickedly while he watches my hand slide down my body and my fingertips begin to rub at my clit at a frenzied pace, my hips jolting into him and I let out a long cry, my eyes tightly shut while fingernails by now dig right into his chest. My hips buck against him wildly as we both loose control, sweaty bodies slamming into each other as we groaned so loudly it makes me kind of worried the noise is spilling out onto the street below since the window is wide open. But thought gets obliterated into nothing as I feel those knowing tingles start to spread through my clit, my whole groin coming alive with a fierce sensation of overpowering pleasure.
‘Faster, I’m gonna come’ I gasp, as he does as instructed and fucks me so hard I literally scream, half in pain half in the pleasure of an intense orgasm hitting me at what feels like warp speed, panting and shaking as my nails take off a layer of skin from his chest. He grabs my wrists and slams them down above my head, gripping them tightly as the rest of his body comes back down on top of mine and his hips batter into me beyond all control as he lets out a guttural moan and comes at last, looking so exhausted he can’t do anything but topple his full weight on top of me as his hands release my wrists from the painful grasp, arms wrapping around my body as we both fight to be able to breathe again. And once our breath is caught we just lie there curled around each other, totally exhausted and content enough to want no more than to sleep off the last few hours of sexual rampage.
The sound of my phone trilling out the South African national anthem (nothing like a nod towards the country I was born in huh?) is the noise to wake me five hours after we crashed out. And the first thing I feel apart from a warm naked man next to me is the worst stomach ache ever. Aka sex pain, so it isn’t just the stomach that hurts either. It’s bound to happen when having sex with a man with who’s akin to a horse between the legs though.
‘Morning skin’ I say, shortening the slang phrase for sister ‘skin and blister’ as I answer the phone to Alex.
‘Morning fart knocker how are you? And when are you making an appearance back here then? You did promise to come shopping with me’ she tells me, making me groan as the memory returns. And even though I strangely don’t seem to have a hangover I really hadn’t planned moving out of bed today. Sleep and perhaps a little more sex are the only things I’d really envisaged doing.
‘Yes you did and I’m holding you to it as well little sis. Gimmie Went’s address and I’ll come pick you up’ she says. I know I have no choice other than to haul my lazy out of bed and obey the sister superior.
‘Hang on’ I say, giving Went a kiss before passing him the phone, quietly saying ‘Alex is coming to pick me up and needs your address’.
‘I object to you stealing her away, but I’ll give you my address if you give me one more hour with her’ he says to Alex, before giving her the address and saying goodbye. ‘She’ll be here at three’ he then says to me, handing my phone back and wrapping his arms around me, kissing my neck and my shoulder while letting me know of his displeasure that I have to leave, not letting go of me for half an hour before I finally manage to reluctantly leave him and take a shower. I get dressed after texting Alex to ask her to bring me a fresh top, shorts and set of undies with her for me before finger combing my tangled damp hair through and braiding it off my face, leaving a few small strands free by my temples and ears. I then apply a little eyebrow pencil and blush before going back out and finding Went in the kitchen draining a big bottle of grapefruit juice.
‘And now I feel awake’ he comments throwing the bottle in the trash and crossing the kitchen to me, picking me up and sitting me atop the counter in front of him and giving me the kind of kiss that makes me really not want to leave.
‘Hey, behave yourself big man’ I say as his fingers brush between my legs.
‘How can you expect me to behave when you have no underwear on?’ he growls in my ear as his fingers run back up my body and force themselves into my mouth before going straight back down and pushing into my pussy while his tongue moves in a slow circle at the side of my neck. I think I stopped caring that my sister will be here in ten minutes about ten seconds ago. Turns out ten minutes is all he needs to thoroughly please me with his fingers, moving them fast then slow, then fast again, inserting a third and stretching me wider while his thumb starts to rub against my clit, his mouth still paying detailed attention to my neck as I groan loudly, that familiar tingle of pleasure intensifying by the moment until my slick oily muscles are gripping his fingers rhythmically. I feel myself starting to fall away as his hand moves faster, heading at speed for the point of no return as I let my head fall back and a long ‘ohhhhhhh’ croak from my throat, seeing Went suddenly drop down and push my legs further apart, his tongue flicking across my clit fast as the orgasm engulfs me and I’m fighting for breath as the ecstasy I feel floods my body entirely.
‘Definitely too skilled for your own good’ I whisper as he slides back up my body and pushes his tongue into my mouth. Oh god I want him again, and I have exactly two minutes. Not enough time.
‘Well if we leave things here you have to come back again to let me finish the job. And we don’t have work tomorrow either, so I don’t plan on letting you out of bed at all’ he says, before kissing me again, a kiss that only breaks when I hear Alex sound her car horn outside. He reluctantly lets me slip down to the floor again and walks along to the door behind me, holding both my hands.
‘I’ll see you sometime this evening then?’ he says, waving to Alex and then taking hold of my hand again. I let them go to turn around and face him, sliding my arms around his waist and kissing his bare chest.
‘Yeah, I’ll come back at about eight. See you then’ I say, reaching up to give him a quick kiss before turning and walking down to the car.
‘Afternoon lazy ass. Let me guess, you only got out of bed five minutes ago?’ Says Alex as I buckle up, kissing my cheek. ‘Your stuff’s in my purse’ she then adds, pointing to where it sits in the foot well. She sets off while I remove the straps from my dress and pull out my black shirt, putting it on under the seatbelt and doing it up before sliding the shorts on and pulling off the dress once I’m all covered.
‘Actually I got up about half an hour ago, ouch, ouch, ouch!’ I say, wincing the last part of the sentence as I shift to pull up the pink thong she’s brought for me, the inner ache quite sharp as I sit back down again.
‘What’s up with you?’ Alex asks as I finally sit straight, or as straight as I can considering the dull pain below my waist.
‘I have a nasty case of sex pain. But my fucking god was it worth it’ I say to her, covering my ears with my hands as she screams at about 300 decibels.
‘OH MY GOD YOU FINALLY FUCKED!’ She exclaims as I pull my cigarettes from my pocket.
‘You’re so eloquent Alexandra’ I say sarcastically, passing her a smoke.
‘Okay so you finally had sex with him, so I take it he was good then from the grin all over your face?’ she says, leaning a little towards the light I offer her while keeping her eyes on the road.
‘Oh yes, good doesn’t even cover it. And I suppose you were right in your initial reaction, I did get fucked. Well and truly!’ I say as she grins and makes and excited squeak. This is me and my sister for you; we give each other details.
‘Well the way he was looking at you when you guys left last night, I almost thought you might not make it home before you got jumped!’ she replies, taking a drag of her cigarette and opening her window a touch.
‘Erm, well....................he decided that when we got around to the back of his place he couldn’t wait a minute longer so he stripped me nude and did me on the wall outside’ I say with a snort of laughter as my sisters jaw drops low.
‘Oh my god! He doesn’t look the type to be that...............oh my god!’ she exclaimed in shock, covering her mouth with her hand.
‘What did grandma always say to us? ‘Watch out for the quiet ones’ I believe it was. That man has a whole different side to him when sex comes into the equation’ I reply, flicking ash into the ashtray in front of me.
‘Very true, and damn I’m so freaking jealous of you! He’s almost too gorgeous you bitch!’ she hisses, narrowing her eyes at me before laughing and giving my leg a quick squeeze.
‘You could hate me so much more right now’ I say to her, biting back a smirk as she turns to look at me after pulling up in traffic over the bridge.
‘Why? Actually I think I can guess. You’ve hit the jackpot haven’t you? You’ve gone and found a gorgeous guy with a great big donkey dick to boot huh?’ she says as I explode into hysterics. ‘Oh I really hate you now!’ she then adds as we begin to move forward slowly, the Saturday afternoon traffic heavy as usual.
‘Well it’s because of that I’m in so much damn pain so you don’t need to be too jealous’ I say, opening the glove and taking the pair of gold framed aviators out I suddenly remember I left in there.
‘No sympathy at all’ is all I got in response to that, which just prompted more laughter between the both of us while I held my stomach. I would say
‘damn you Wentworth’ right now, but he gave me too much of a good time to even consider uttering those words. Mmmmmm. And so trying to forget the state of affairs south of my waist (but not managing it as any kind of bending or moving faster than a walk, even sitting down for Christ sake, makes my stomach hurt) we have a nice afternoon out together, Alex buying near enough everything in sight she sees and decides she needs urgently, and me settling for a few tops and a pair of black skinny fitting jeans I like the look of before we head down to a Chinese restaurant for an early dinner.
‘Jack called me this morning’ Alex tells me as she pokes her nose out from behind the menu she’s reading once we’ve sat down.
‘How much does he want?’ I reply, making her laugh. With Jack and his hectic social life of your average sixteen year old boy he hardly ever calls us, unless dollar signs are flashing in front of his eyes he’s more of a text communicator. And I’ll give him his due; he does text us for more reasons than financial gain I must say. He’s a good little brother even though his volume is constantly turned up to max.
‘Five hundred for some old dirt bike he wants to ride around the hills with his friends on. Apparently mom said no and dad, well he didn’t even bother asking dad as you can guess’ says Alex. Yes I can guess, because my dad hasn’t been to work for about eight years now since he was signed off with depression. I’m not even going to go into it, or I’ll be here until next Saturday believe me. He isn’t depressed anymore clinically; he just needs to pull his ass from the bottom of the bottle.
‘I hope he didn’t manage to worm his way around you, we have to let him know the value of money now he’s got an evening job so if he wants that bike he can just save for it!’ I reply after taking a sip of my coke.
‘Oh god no I didn’t let him have it! Mom would have lynched me as soon as we arrive home if I had of, I agree with you sis, he needs to learn if he wants something he has to work for it rather than borrowing. I mean I know he always pays it back exactly when he says he will but if he never saves or works for what he wants he’ll never truly appreciate it will he? Which is perfectly normal for any sixteen year old really and that ‘I want it all and I want it now!’ mentality they have’ says Alex as I laugh.
‘Oh yeah, that’s Jacky boy for you’ I say, smiling fondly as I think of my brother and his mess of half black half bright green spiky hair. Or at least those were the colours he was sporting last time I saw him.
‘And he told me he wants to come and visit, says he’ll occupy himself skating and chatting up girls while we’re working, unless we can actually make him behave and bring him with us to the set’ she then tells me just before we give our orders to the waitress who had appeared by our table. She orders char sui pork while I settle on chicken fried rice and prawn crackers for us to share.
‘Yeah he sent me a text bugging me about coming out here when he has his next week away from college, but that’ll be three days before we fly home so there’s no point in that’ I say, watching my sister laugh.
‘Yeah this is true, I guess we’ll see him when we get back at some point, when he’s not off trying to recreate Lords of Dogtown in someone’s empty pool with his buddies’ she replies, referring to Jack’s obsessive love of skateboarding before a huge bowl of prawn crackers is placed down on the table and we begin to work our way through it. Over the rest of the meal we discuss family, Jack and dad mostly and work too before leaving at seven and heading home where I pack a change of clothes and anything else I decide I need while walking around my room and spotting things before calling bye to Alex and heading out the front door towards my car. I can hardly wait to get back to him. And as soon as I see him, naked from the waist up in a pair of very dark blue jeans as he opens his front door he looks every inch as pleased to see me too.
‘Mmmmm, that’s better’ he says, closing the door behind me as I hug him, kissing his chest a few times before he leans down to my level and plants a kiss enough to make my knees weak on my lips.
‘Hey handsome, have you been sleeping all afternoon then?’ I ask him, noticing he does still look and sound half asleep.
‘Off and on yeah, in between taking a bath and watching Carlito’s Way’ he tells me, his hands stroking the bottom of my back as he walks me backwards along the hall and into the lounge. ‘And now I have something much more beautiful to occupy my time with’ he then adds, leaving me in no doubt of exactly what he wants and leaving my insides aching with a mixture of want and apprehension.
‘As long as you’re gentle with me, I think you’ve given me bruises internally’ I say to him, hearing him laugh softly.
‘Did I really? Well you might have a few more by the time I’m finished with you’ he replies, making me give him a worried look. ‘I’m only teasing, just about. Yes, gentleness can be assured’ he adds, lying me down on the couch and climbing on top of me, our arms wrapping around each other as we begin to kiss. And instantly, the warmth of his body against mine and the fresh clean smell of his skin are beginning to turn me on so powerfully I am powerless against him, complete putty in his hands. I gasp softly at feeling his fingers travel lightly, so lightly they hardly touch, down my arms and then up to push my top off, his mouth immediately covering my bare breasts in kisses and licks, the stubble dotting his face and around his lips prickling my nipples as he sucks them.
I thought I’d known the touch of a man before, but with him, with his it’s like someone’s injected thousands of tiny shooting stars into my body and now they’re shooting through my veins; and that just from feeling him kissing my stomach, his hands running under my arched back and trailing down my spine. Have you ever had a lover who makes your joints shake and feel like every muscle in your body is throbbing with sexual desire? I have now, because no one else could ever make me this aroused just through kissing that dip of skin between my hip and navel. He’s incredible.
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