In the comforts of his home, we watched a movie on his couch after spending the day together. I cuddled up next to him, craving physical attention. We’d been friends, but this was the first time we hung out in person, and there seemed to be tension building between us- the good kind- but neither one of us was ready to break it.
That is until he wrapped an arm around me and looked into my eyes. Somehow, we were both on the same page because they were welcomed when his lips met mine. I lightly sucked his lower lip and traced my finger along his arm that wasn’t around me. With a slight push from him, I fell back on the couch seat with him on top of me. As our kisses increased with passion, his chest pressed against mine, and his hands held my head and waist. I wrapped a leg around him to pull him tighter against my hips, and I heard his slight gasp in response.
He looked down at my chest and moved his hand from my waist up my torso under my shirt until he grabbed my left breast. His thumb lightly teased my nipple to make it stand up and poke through my shirt when he moved his hand away. He lifted my crop top just over my tits and grabbed one of them once more.
I pulled my lips away from his and lightly sucked on his ear. After a second, I blew on it and heard a sigh from him. I brought my leg closer to his body and slightly moved my knee-length skirt upward.
As soon as he saw my bare thigh, he squeezed and dug his nails into it, which felt incredible. He lifted his grip and moved his hand closer to my underwear, rubbing up and down gently. He took them off me and laid them on my chest. I grabbed them and immediately noticed the wet spot I'd left from the foreplay, and then I threw them behind me, on my bag. With only the tip of his finger, he slipped between my labia and probed my opening. I sighed with relief from the slight touch. He only kept the fingertip in while he began licking my neck, which made me moan more. But hearing my heavy breathing and moans right next to his ear wasn’t enough. He introduced a second finger and slid both as far as they could go inside me. I bore down with an even louder moan that was music to his ears.
“I can’t believe how wet and tight you are. I bet I can’t get more than three fingers in,” he murmured in my ear.