Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Fanfic Chapter 4

By Hana M Brimeck

I roll over in bed turning on my lamp, ‘I’m parched’ I think to myself. I roll over and look at the clock. Only 9 pm screw this getting dark early stuff. I roll out of my perfectly heated bed, toss on a robe, and hurry to the kitchen for a quick drink of water. On my way back to my room I feel a cold draft. “I have got to get a towel for under my door.” I say to myself.

I enter my bedroom only to be greeted by an unwelcome guest.

“You think you can just show up when you want and let yourself into my apartment, don’t locks mean anything to you? Seriously!”

“You never complained before, last time I think you seemed to enjoy it.” He said.

“Why are you here?” I ask.

“I just wanted to make sure you got home ok tonight.”

“You, really?” I say.

“What can I say, I”… Before he can finish I stop him.

“What is this really about? Why are you really here?”

He lets out a deep exasperated breath while avoiding eye contact, rubbing the back of his head while trying to decide his explanation. I smile at his shyness. I have to admit it’s kind of cute on him.

“This isn’t easy to say, but I like you Aimee. I like you a lot. I can’t stop thinking about you. From that first night you, you took my breath away. I find myself distracted by the thought of you. I, I can’t get you out of my head. I had to see you again.”

“I’ve been thinking about you a lot too. From that first night I felt like there was something drawing me to you. I can’t explain it but I wanted to be with you.”

“Ok, then what do you think we should do about this?”

I sit and think for a moment, so many fun ideas and thoughts racing through my head of what to do to him. “Alright,” I finally say, “How about if you could do anything with me without worry of repercussion or penalty what would you do? One night to do anything with me you desired, how would you spend it.”

I stood across the room from him, holding his gaze in my eyes, swinging my hips back and forth playfully, hands shyly cupped in front of me, I allow my robe to slip off exposing my black lace nighty, one strap slipping off my shoulder. I let a slight smile cross my lips interrupted only by me nervous biting my lip, my eyes dare him to tell me. Tonight it’s about fulfilling his fantasy. Let’s see if he’ll bite.

He thinks for a couple moments, sitting on the edge of my bed with his chin on his hand.

“Anything you say?” He asks with a half-smile.

I can see his imagination running wild with ideas. I watch as he becomes erect as he thinks of what he would like to do to me.

“Anything.” I say playfully in return.

He stands up, crosses the room, he’s fully aroused now. I bite my lip a bit harder as I feel my pussy get damp. Just seeing him aroused turns me on. The more I think about feeling him between my legs the more I long for him.