I can’t believe it’s come to this. It’s a literal dream come true. I knew we might talk about it, about us; we usually do. We reminisce about times passed and how we never went out and how we’ve always found each other attractive but just never got together. I figured tonight would just be another of those nights. So many times in the past I’ve been tempted to kiss her when we’d hug hello or goodbye. Surely this would just be another of those situations.
“You’ve been drinking, darling. You are not driving home like this.” No argument from me on that. I’m not ok to drive and I’m humble enough to admit it. “You can sleep in my bed for a bit, just wake me up before you go so I don’t worry.” Wait – I’m sleeping in her bed?
How did we get here? We were talking, drinking, and the next thing I know, we’re here. in her bed. The sheets smell like her. the subtle hint of soap or shampoo reaches my nose as the cold of the sheets hits my skin. My senses are heightened as she takes off her pants and climbs into bed next to me. She snuggles in next to me and there’s nowhere to go as I’m already at the edge of the bed. She is so soft and warm. So, I turn and face her, spooning her. I give her a gentle kiss behind the ear. This is going to get me kicked in the nuts. But I’ve literally wanted this for years! kicked. in. the. nuts. But I’m hooked. I keep kissing her further down the neck. She turns onto her back, “what do you think you’re doing, sir??” she smiles at me, as if challenging me to stop if I dare, or to keep going if I dare. Am I the hunter or the prey, here?
“I’m sorry, I’ve just always wanted to kiss you. Is it ok?“
“Hon, I wouldn’t be half naked in bed with you if I didn’t trust you. And I wouldn’t have you in my bed without expecting at least a kiss goodnight…“
And just as soon as she finishes the word goodnight I kiss her. right on the lips. so soft. We both had our lips slightly apart, and the tips of our tongues gingerly met, almost bashfully. I can feel my pulse in my penis, bent slightly against the erection due to my shorts. I adjust. “Everything ok down there?” she asks with a sly grin, as she pulls me back toward her for more kissing. I studder yeah, uh… yeah everything’s fine. totally fine. nothing going on down there!
I’m so fucked.
The kisses are soft. Passionate but gentle. Like I’ve never experienced. As both of us become more aroused, the kisses don’t get harder (unlike me), they become longer. Tongues begin to explore more as hands do the same. I trace her kneecap with my fingers, and continue up her outer leg to her hip, caressing (almost tickling) just inside the hipbone. “This is my favorite place to kiss a woman. “
“So, what’s stopping you?” again with the sly grin. covers tossed, I let my hand wander to her perfectly peachy butt, lifting her slightly to provide a better angle for access to her hips, and maybe more? could I be that lucky? I hear her sigh. She’s rubbing my clean shaven scalp and I kiss and tongue my way from hip to hip. I lift up the leg closest to me to get inside, and continue to tease with my tongue as my hands wander gently up her sides. I can just barely make out her ribs and as I’m awestruck by her perfection her sigh turns into a gentle moan as she whispers “That feels so nice.“
Her voice is… different. Softer than I could have imagined. Vulnerable. Longing. Less whisper and more of a head-voice moan, or maybe a more vocal sigh? I’m not thinking straight anymore, as my tongue and lips find their way to that luscious groove between her legs. She’s wet, and tastes like honey. She’s definitely moaning now, and as her back arches, my left hand wanders over her breast, just barely touching her hard nipple and tracing her ariola. She inhales sharply and as I gently suck on her clit, I pinch that same nipple and hear a very pleased “Oh!” as both her hands press my face harder between her thighs. Now I can’t hear anything but my own heartbeat but she’s moving in time with my tongue, gyrating, arching, and fucking my face. I have to press my forehead down and to the side to snorkel air like I’m swimming freestyle, but I don’t stop. As I alternate between teasing her nipples and carressing her sides and legs, her whole body tenses as she reaches climax. She’s thrusts against my mouth and I feel her contractions, she tenses up a good dozen times, each softer than the last, until the orgasm subsides. I can feel the precum in my pants brush up against my leg. That was fucking hot.
She lifts her legs and closes them over her overstimulated nethers, and laughing says “she’s sensitive, babe. She needs a break,” and before I can respond she rolls us over with surprising agility. My shirt’s off, her shirt’s off, and we’re back to kissing as I touch her back and ass, admiring perfection. I can’t tell her that, she’d argue and I don’t want to ruin the moment. Her skin is like silk. The sensation is nearly overwhelming. And then she starts kissing my neck. Her hands are holding mine over my head, and as she starts kissing lower, they’re out to the side and then pinned to my sides. Now she’s giving my hips the same treatment I gave hers. This is fucking wild. She laughs (the cutest, sexiest laugh) as she realizes I’m extremely ticklish.
Can this night get any better? We’ll see…
Love Acadaemia 