It Happened One Night

Aug 10, 2010 15:54

I look up at her as I lay on the blanket I've laid upon the floor of my apartment. She stands, awkwardly, not sure what to expect. I bite my lip, then, smile at her as I grab her basketball shorts, tugging on them softly, my way of saying "take them off" but she doesn't. I continue to tug, more forcefully, letting them pool at her feet. She wears compression shorts beneath her basketball shorts. I tug at these as well, they pour down her legs into a pile atop the basketball shorts.

"The next layer is for your enjoyment" she says with a smile.

A thong, deliciously scant scrap of cloth. I grasp her hips to turn her around and she turns her hips, denying me visual access to the beautiful swell of her ass, unfettered by the garment. I pull harder on her hips, turning her, granting myself the vision I so long for. She smiles down at me, chuckling softly.

Finally, I lower the last offending layer, and she steps out of them.

"Come here" I say. I pull her down and she sits upon my hips. "You're a bit low." I quip and pull her up higher, and higher still until finally she settles herself atop my face.

Tentatively, I lick at her, feeling her shiver slightly under my touch. I grasp her thighs as I lick with more pressure, sucking her into my mouth. I nibble and lick at her sensitive folds. Suddenly, she falls forward with a moan as I lick lower.

"Oh fuck" she moans as I continue to lick and suck at her, tasting the bittersweet juices that flow from within her. I lap up her essence, smiling inwardly at her reactions as she grinds herself into my face.

I begin to slacken my pace, relishing the taste of her upon my tongue. She doesn't reach orgasm this time, maybe the next time will be different. I lay between her legs for a minute more, soaking in the moment, smiling up at her. Eventually, I let her rise, let her dress and I wash her from my face.

non-fiction, sex scene, short

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