Sometimes we take for granted all the good things in life. Then someone comes along and awakens our appreciation for life. I don’t know if she meant to, but she’s cast a spell on me that somehow has cleared cobwebs I didn’t know were there.
We were never hot and heavy. We chill whenever we hang out. By chance we’ve found ourselves single and for once hanging out just the two of us. It’s amazing how compatible we are. She enjoys what I like to do, and doesn’t do what I don’t enjoy; even though it would seem backward to most. Finding this out has been fun.
So here we are, our first night alone together. No friends, minimal alcohol, but enough that I’m not driving. So we’re in her bed and, to my great delight, she sleeps naked. Thankfully I do not, because I’m awkward. But she’s so soft. We’re spooning and she’s relaxed as I gently touch her back and sides, tracing her curves softly. It’s surreal. I’m surprised by how comfortable we both are. She sighs from time to time, and wriggled closer. Her hand touches my leg behind her and moves up my shorts. I squeeze her hip with excitement. I can feel the lust growing, it’s like a dream. She rolls over to face me, smiling.
Holding her by the hip I draw her closer and kiss her. It’s like fireworks. Her lips are satin and her body pressed against is like a hug from heaven. As we’re kissing, she reaches down and pushes my shorts down. No turning back, now. “Heyyyy, whatchya doin?” I ask playfully. She pushes me onto my back. “Whatever I want!” Those bedroom eyes have me in a trance. They close as she kisses me more. Gently moving up and down so I’m hard as can be.
“Someone sure is enjoying this,” she says. She rubs her clit up and down my shaft, closing her eyes and arching her back gently. Yes, yes I am enjoying the hell outta this.
I roll us over and it’s my turn for kisses and movement. As I’m teasing her with the tip, she moans and pulls me in deeper. “Oh fuuuuck,” I whisper. She squeezes my ass before I lift her leg to my shoulder, leaning in for a kiss and taking her leg along for the ride. I’m all the way in and she’s gyrating in sheer pleasure. She’s flushed and I can barely make out her ginger freckles against her now red cheeks.
As I let go of her leg for more kisses, both legs wrap around me and pull me in tighter. With that one smooth motion she gasps, smiling. I kiss her for head, cheeks, jawline, and am about to start on her neck when she pushes me up and to the side.
She’s the first women I’ve been with in months, and the only one who’s frolicked like this. It’s playful and I chuckle a bit as she climbs on top of me.
“What?” She asks.
“I just really am enjoying this.”
“Well, I certainly hope so because I am, and we will be doing this more often!” And with that she starts grinding against me. I arc forward and lick her nipple. She laughs with exquisite delight. I close my lips and suck gently, flicking my tongue as I do so. Her breath and pace quicken. “Holy shit,” she says as she holds my face to her tit. “Oh! Holy shit, Babe!” She trembles a bit and I look up. She sounds almost afraid but she’s smiling. No, wait; she’s gaping, astonished as she clenches my dick already throbbing inside her. She cums, so decadent and silky like a strawberry mousse. My mouth waters and I kiss her, firmly, as I tug her hair. She tightens slightly in response and my efforts culminate nicely. We cum together and collapse into a heap of sweat and sex and heavy breathing, the stress of life having been leeched out and replaced with oxytocin and dopamine.
As we’re smiling at each other eye-to-eye, she gets an impish and cute grin that puts just a slight twinkle in her eye. she leans over and kisses me. Her tongue parts my lips and I’m rock hard again. She’s moving gently against me and I realize – the night is still so very young.
Love Acadaemia 