Sitting together on the bed, the soft hum of the tv as a movie plays in the background. Neither of them paying much attention to the show anymore. Not since he pulled her close and she cuddled in, resting her head against his chest. Each lost in the moment as they stare into the others eyes.
The flirting between them only seemed to be building to this moment. His hand slowly tracing shapes on her shoulder while she looks up at him from where she is lying down
She smiles. “What would you do first?”she asks. “Go straight to the rough biting and pulling or would you like to slowly run your fingers along my breasts, drawing patterns along my nipples?. Or just touching them in passing, as they are aching to be played with?”
He inhales, listening to her every word with intrigue. He has to restrain himself. Not yet. She continues.
“Or are you going to keep playing with my collarbone? Tracing shapes and brushing my neck.” She shivers at the slight warmth of his touch as his hand runs along the front of her neck.
He leans in for a lingering kiss, sliding his hand to the back of her neck. Leaning back only to admire her smile. He notices her now red cheeks.
“Does the thought of me playing with your breasts, holding them in each hand excite you?” he says. It’s his turn to tease. He continues, “Slowly massaging them as my mind races to comprehend just how large they are. First, top to bottom, avoiding your nipples, allowing the sensation to build until you beg for me to play with them. Then moving side to side, paying special attention to your nipples as I cross over-”
“Shut up and do it already,” she interrupted, pulling him close into a deep, lingering, passionate kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck while he slipped his hands down her back to the hem of her shirt, slipping his hands underneath to hold her close for a moment before grabbing at the bottom.
For a split second, they broke apart and he pulls the shirt off in one clean sweep. They press up against each other, kissing again, frantic energy keeping them close. As they kiss, he begins to unfasten her bra hooks one by one. He then caresses her arms gently, sliding up to the shoulders before using a finger to pull the straps down one side at a time. As the bra falls off, they pull closer together, kissing each other hard and fast until they finally break apart and he begins to appreciate her topless figure.
She feels his breath as he moves in for a closer look, his hand gently caressing each breast. First the right, then the left,oo much to play with at once. Going back for more as she rests her hands on his and guides them where to go.Having to focus on just one then the other is the only way to keep her happy and aching for more.
A sudden break in play, he leans up and gives her a light kiss, pausing for just a moment before tracing his hand along the side of her face and past her ear, down her neck and her collarbone. Taking his time and enjoying every moment before continuing down to her breasts, circling slowing as he admires her.
After another gentle kiss, he follows his hand. His warm breath gliding across her body, which tingling with sensation as she starts to anticipate what is coming. Her body tenses as she sees his face staring right at her nipples. She feels the warmth of his breath, as he tries to slow his breathing. The excitement is getting to his head. He dives in.
First, she feels the warmth as he takes her nipple in his mouth. Slowly he kneads and plays with it with his lips, giving it attention ever so slightly. Then slowly with his tongue, he starts drawing shapes around and over her nipple before letting go and swapping to the other side.
Leaning away from her for only a moment, he says, “don’t want to leave the other one alone and cold.” He repeats with the other nipple – first with his lips, then his tongue.She squirms and moans as he plays and they are both consumed in the moment.She is breathing heavily at this point. Small moans escaping her lips but she keeps them contained by biting her lip.
She slowly regains a little sense of control as each of her nipples are being played with.
She grabs his hair to hold him in place, begging him not to stop as he teases her nipple with his tongue. him to bite it softly. He complies, keeping it in his teeth and pulling back before letting go and letting the cold air hit it once again.
“How do you feel at the moment,” he asks, before going back to teasing her nipples. She feels a soft nibble and some light pulling before he swaps over. Too distracted to reply,er breathing gets heavier, deeper, and her breasts crave that attention. When he bites, it feels so good, sending a wave of sensation through her body that leaves her trembling in anticipation. And then he releases and she craves more, desperate for it, pulling gently on the hair at the back of his head in frustration.
She decides to take action. Anymore and she would burst with excitement. With all her strength, she tells him to stop as much as it pains her.
“Kiss me,” she says, as they let their hands run wild over each other’s bodies with excitement. He kisses her, then breaks away and starts to kiss his way down her cheek, neck, collarbone, down her breasts, her stomach,slowing only to due to the pesky skirt.
As he gets to her waist, he stops to help her slide the skirt down, revealing small red lace panties covering what he covets the most.
He breathes heavily before moving in and caressing her,hands slowly moving up and down her thighs, the sensation running the length of her body.
His hands stops as he gets to her panties. He leans in to continue to kiss her body, starting once again at her stomach before moving slowly down to her hips, taking in the now revealed skin, making sure not to leave anything unattended.
Every kiss is electric, sending jolts of energy charging to her heart which is now racing with anticipation. She shivers when she feels his breath against her skin knowing that his lips will press against that spot. She can feel the tension building. Her body is craving more and her hips stir ever so lightly, trying to get some attention where it is so badly needed.
He stops as he gets to her panties. He leans in for a single kiss over her panties before working his way back up her body. Starting with her thighs, and moving along her stomach, stopping slowly at her nipples for a light tease before continuing upwards across her collarbone and neck and ending in a long, passionate kiss.
As they embrace, she guides his hands down to her hips, red lace underwear still in place.
He wraps his fingers around the panties, and she lifts her hips to allow him to slide them down. He can’t help but notice the visible moisture stain on them as they slide down along her leg.
She sees the joy in his face as his eyes drift along her body. Nothing hiding the amazing view. He goes for one more passionate kiss before sliding down her body at a much quicker pace this time, mesmerised by the new area to play with.
He stops for the briefest of seconds to take in the sight. Then, he dives in. He starts kissing her thighs as he moves closer and circles the prize.
Only centimetres away. Already soaking wet from earlier. Her body tenses and as he began kissing her labia and running his tongue teasingly over her clit.
The anticipation and the waiting is overwhelming, and her hips writhing up and forward just trying to get closer to the sensation her clit is begging for. Her breathing is deep and frantic and uneven and she is grasping at his shoulders and at her pillow and the side of the bed because she needs something to hold onto to steady herself.
Slowly he begins to use his tongue. Long slow licks from the bottom to the top, making sure to use his whole tongue. Slowly at first then building up in a progressively faster rhythm with his hands holding her hips to keep her close as she bucks and squirms.
Her hand is on his head, holding onto his hair and keeping his head in place while he uses his tongue to pleasure her. He reaches up with one hand and grabs onto her breast, teasing and pinching her nipple to overwhelm her with the sensation.
As his speed picks up, he starts to press harder, using the tip of his tongue to stroke her clit lightly as he passes it. He slows only to focus on her clit. Gently sucking as he uses his free hand to spread her lips ever so slightly, slowly caressing her breast with the other hand. She feels him pinching and pulling her nipple and can barely hold back her moans.
As he’s circling and drawing shapes across her clit while sucking rhythmically and applying pressure, she feels the pleasure and rising tension in her body bubbling at the surface, tingling in her clit, wave upon wave of pleasure coursing throughout her body.
The waves are getting more intense every second, hitting her harder and harder each time. Her heart is racing, her breathing is getting heavier and more uneven as she feels the tension build and rise. He begins to move his tongue faster and faster, and she feels the waves crash into her harder each time. The tension builds, her muscles start to tighten, and she can’t help but let some whimpers go as she tries to catch her breath. She can feel it. She’s almost there.
As his tongue flicks across her clit, she feels her sensitivity increase. She feels the warmth build and build. She moans. She begs, ‘please, more.’ He complies. As he holds her tight and his tongue moves even faster, she cannot wait any longer. Her body temperature increases. Her eyes close, rolling back into her head. Her clit tingles. She can’t help but hold her breath as her muscles tighten and the final wave crashes into her as she comes harder than she ever had before. The warmth spreads rapidly through her body, her chest tightens, and all her muscles tense up one final time as she shakes, trembles, and cries out in delight.
He sits back as she shudders in ecstasy, admiring a job well done as he watches her chest still rising and falling while she lays in bliss. Letting out a huge sigh, she slowly sits back up again, only to grab him by his shirt, pulling him in close for a long passionate kiss. Both of their hearts beating a million miles an hour, they stay together for what feels like an eternity.
“All right, your turn,” she says as she positions herself on the edge of the bed. He grabs his shirt by the back the neck the slides it over his head. “Lie back and enjoy,” she says with a smirk across her face, “time to make you admire my handiwork.”.
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Co-Written and edited with Tara
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Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/9m46s6/movie_night_mforal