I’m at a party with John a guy I’ve been seeing and over the last couple of hours we’ve been teasing each other. He grabs my hips whenever he walks past and leans in a little too close when we are all talking. I’m pretty short (5 foot 2) and he’s about average height but our bodies seem to just fit each other, his arm looped round my waist. I can feel the heat between us and it’s making me hot and flush with anticipation. My knickers are gradually getting wetter and wetter – I still don’t know how he does this to me.
A song comes on… it’s a romantic one… I’m sitting on the sofa next to him. He pulls me close his arm around me as I bury my face into his neck. We hold each other, pulling each other in more tightly as we nuzzle into each other’s cheeks, desperate to get closer. He shifts his hips towards mine and my shift round to meet him our hands caressing each other. There are a few people still around dancing to the music but neither of us care… it’s just me and him. He runs his fingers through my hair… I lay my head on his chest stroking his chest hair lightly and slowly unbuttoning his shirt. I can feel his heart beating completely in sync with mine… his voice hot and heavy in anticipation he gently hums into my ear. I sigh and let out a gentle moan. I want him, need him inside me. I can’t get over how wet I am… my lips feel swollen, my pussy almost aching with the feeling of being open… ready for him.