(this is a followup to the story I posted last night. Feel free to go back and read both, or one, or neither. I won’t tell you how to live)
After I got myself off, we laid down together and started gently stroking one another. I wanted to really get a feel for each other’s bodies because it was our first time meeting. We kissed and I got a little carried away sucking on his bottom lip, but he seemed to like it and took my whole tongue into his mouth. At this point, I was naked, but he was still clothed from the waist down. He started teasing my swollen little clit, but I had other ideas.
I got on top of him and started kissing his shoulders, working my way down his chest. Occasionally, I’d flick my tongue out and lick him playfully, or gently pinch some skin between my lips. I eventually got down to his waistband, where I started teasing him with my fingers, wedging them under and then back out to feel his chest again. He was worried I was nervous and asked if I needed to stop. I laughed and told him that the opposite was true.