FIRST DRAFT of morning horn...
3
Still awake.
still wet.
saw an ex tonight.
He and his girl were all lovey-dovey and I coulda sworn they were planning something. Once other friends left and it was only us three left they were kissing and fondling openly in front of me. It's cold here so we had blankets to keep warm while me sat outside.
I wanted so much to stare at them. To soak up every nuance of their intimacy. His breathing always changes subtly when he's turned on, so when it changed without warning I figured something was going on beneath the blanket... :)
In my mind's eye, I could see her hand reaching up his thigh to stroke the beginnings of his erection. I could see her watching his face until he turned to nuzzle her neck and gently test-bite her shoulder while breathing in her scent.
I wanted to see his hand run up her back to curve around and trace along under her breast, just...avoiding...actually...touching...anything, but the sensation of his hand sending shivers and closing her eyes.
I know her nipples hardened then. And her breathing changed to match his.
They stood to retire to a warmer setting and bid me good night with hugs at first ambiguous, but eventually clear. When he hugged me and allowed me to feel his hardness against my hip I melted inside but kept it together. He shuffled to my right but kept hold of my hand, squeezing it affectionately .When she bent to kiss me and her cheek-kisses landed half on my mouth I froze. She had always said that she would NEVER be attracted to another woman. Her lips lingered and then she kissed me again. Gently. With our mouths closed.
By now I had begun to reach for the back of her head and I noticed her breathing change again as our lips begun to open a with a little more hunger.
He watched us with amazed awe. His usually clam eyes widening as I experimented with my tongue against her lips. He moaned audibly as he watched my tongue flick into her mouth for the first time, and the combination caused her to echo it.
While still squeezing my hand he reached for her lower back, grazing his hand down her buttocks to gently stroke her vulva through her light track pasts. As she whimpered into my mouth he increased the pressure on her lips and ... TBC - sorry
goodnight and good fucking!
Still awake.
still wet.
saw an ex tonight.
He and his girl were all lovey-dovey and I coulda sworn they were planning something. Once other friends left and it was only us three left they were kissing and fondling openly in front of me. It's cold here so we had blankets to keep warm while me sat outside.
I wanted so much to stare at them. To soak up every nuance of their intimacy. His breathing always changes subtly when he's turned on, so when it changed without warning I figured something was going on beneath the blanket... :)
In my mind's eye, I could see her hand reaching up his thigh to stroke the beginnings of his erection. I could see her watching his face until he turned to nuzzle her neck and gently test-bite her shoulder while breathing in her scent.
I wanted to see his hand run up her back to curve around and trace along under her breast, just...avoiding...actually...touching...anything, but the sensation of his hand sending shivers and closing her eyes.
I know her nipples hardened then. And her breathing changed to match his.
They stood to retire to a warmer setting and bid me good night with hugs at first ambiguous, but eventually clear. When he hugged me and allowed me to feel his hardness against my hip I melted inside but kept it together. He shuffled to my right but kept hold of my hand, squeezing it affectionately .When she bent to kiss me and her cheek-kisses landed half on my mouth I froze. She had always said that she would NEVER be attracted to another woman. Her lips lingered and then she kissed me again. Gently. With our mouths closed.
By now I had begun to reach for the back of her head and I noticed her breathing change again as our lips begun to open a with a little more hunger.
He watched us with amazed awe. His usually clam eyes widening as I experimented with my tongue against her lips. He moaned audibly as he watched my tongue flick into her mouth for the first time, and the combination caused her to echo it.
While still squeezing my hand he reached for her lower back, grazing his hand down her buttocks to gently stroke her vulva through her light track pasts. As she whimpered into my mouth he increased the pressure on her lips and ... TBC - sorry
goodnight and good fucking!