I took her hand and led her back inside, walking through the living room and on into my bedroom. When I got to the bed, I turned around and she slipped into my arms as we continued to kiss. We wrapped our arms around each other and fell back onto the bed. Our hands started roaming over each other’s bodies as we kissed and started fumbling with each other’s clothes, desperately trying to remove any barriers between us. Our mouths never separated as we got each other’s tops, skirts, and shorts off; almost instantaneously bras were unfastenquarter-sizeded and panties were slid down so our naked bodies could touch and rub together.
I loved being with men, but I knew since high school that I’d never be able to give up being with women. It’s such a contrast from being with a man. Feeling that soft body, smooth hairless skin, soft lips, and gentle caresses. It was still sex, but it felt so incredibly different; God, that’s what makes it so good.
I moved her long black hair out of her face and kissed her hard, my tongue exploring her mouth as I positioned my body on top of hers. I reached down her thigh and felt her legs instantly open for me, and I gently ran my hands over her smooth, hairless mound. I slid my knee between her legs, rubbing it up and down the lips of her vagina, feeling her wetness.
As we kissed harder, I pressed my body into hers, feeling our breasts sexily crush together. I broke the kiss and heard her moan as I sensually licked and then kissed her neck while I ran my fingers over the lips of her vagina. As I kissed her neck, I felt her fingers move through my long blonde hair, which spurred me on even more. My knee kept constant pressure on her pussy as I continued to rub it up and down her sex. I pulled away and looked down at her breasts. They were perfectly round with brown quarter- sized areolas, topped by tiny brown nipples.
“God, Gianna, your breasts are beautiful,” I whispered huskily as I took one of her nipples into my mouth and felt it grow instantly hard. I moved my hand from her vagina and onto her other breast, letting her hard nipple run through my fingertips, hearing her purr as I played with her perfect mounds.
I let her nipple pop out of my mouth and saw my saliva drip slightly off of it as I took the other one in my mouth, sucking gently, then harder, hearing a loud moan escape her mouth and feeling her head thrash back against the pillow. She moaned loudly again as I gently bit her nipple and leaned backward just a bit, teasing her, before the hard nub of flesh slipped out of my mouth.
As I slid down her body, my knee finally broke contact with her vagina. I kissed down her toned stomach and she gasped when my mouth made contact with her navel. I dipped my tongue in and out, teasing her. After a minute or so, I could feel her hands in my hair again as she pushed my head lower. I smiled to myself, knowing this slow tease was working. As I kissed lower, I breathed deeply, smelling that womanly musk, knowing how worked up she was.
I nestled myself between her legs as she opened them wide for me. I gently began to kiss her inner thighs and I heard her moan;I knew what she wanted, but I wanted to tease her and make her wait. I felt her shiver, so I gently bit and then licked her inner thigh as I continued the tease of getting closer to her pussy but denying her my mouth where she wanted it. After a few moments of this teasing, she finally broke down.
“Fuck, Melanie, put your mouth on me,” she whimpered and begged.
Before I did, I took a second to look at her beautiful pussy. She had large brown outer lips that were engorged and puffy. I gently pried them apart with my fingers to reveal her glistening pink inner lips. I heard her moan loudly when I extended my tongue and sank it inside her, feeling her hands slowly run through my hair. She tasted tangy and sweet. God, I thought, every part of this girl is perfect.
I moved my hands up to her breasts and gently kneaded them as I simultaneously and gently worked my tongue in and out of her, slowly licking the walls of her vagina. Her hips were slowly rotating on my mouth as she ground her pussy harder into my face. She was so warm and wet, I kept my tongue long and flat as I dipped it into her again and again while she gasped and moaned, grinding her pelvis harder into my mouth.
I leaned back, breaking the contact between my mouth and her vagina. She was soaked with a combination of her juice and my saliva. I removed my hands from her breasts and gently pulled her inner lips apart, exposing her clit. I moved my head forward and ran my tongue lightly over the little nub and I felt her body tense up. She involuntarily pulled my hair as she screamed and her body started to shake as she convulsed in orgasm. I held her thighs tightly, never letting her vagina and my mouth break contact until I could tell she was starting to come down and regain control.
Our eyes met and she smiled at me as I kissed her inner thighs, looking up at her from between her legs. I slowly licked the wetness off of her lower lips and smiled up at her. She looked wild and beautiful with her tousled hair falling over her face. “Are you ready for some more, sexy?” I said huskily.
Her smile widened. “Melanie, you can stay there the rest of the week if you want to.”
I smiled back as I looked into her eyes from between her open legs. I playfully licked her inner thigh again and then gently inserted two fingers into her, causing her eyes to roll back into her head. I heard her gasp loudly as her ass came up off the bed a few inches. I rapidly assaulted her clit again with my mouth, and at the same time, I pushed my fingers in and out of her slowly. She moaned as I licked little circles over her clit and my fingers went deeper inside her.
Her pelvis was rocking now and I had to concentrate to keep my mouth on her. I was making loud slurping noises as my mouth continued to make contact with her hot, wet sex. I was so worked up that I slid my other hand down between my legs, inserted two fingers into my own pussy, and used my thumb to rub my clit. My fingers were soaked within a few moments as I slowly pushed them in and out of my vagina, listening to her moan as I licked her.
I looked up and I saw her watching me. She reached down and tapped my shoulder, looking at me longingly. I removed my wet fingers from my pussy, brought them up to her lips, and watched as she instantly took them into her mouth, sucking on them.
Once she had licked my fingers clean, I moved my hands back down to her thighs and plunged my tongue in and out of her, occasionally bathing her clit with my tongue. She only lasted a minute or so until I felt her body start to tremble again. She screamed and began to convulse as I continued to flick my tongue over her clit, keeping constant pressure on the little nub and licking her through her orgasm. When I could see she was starting to recover, I wanted to stay away from her sensitive clit, so instead I very gently licked the wetness off her lips and inner thighs.
I looked up from between her legs; our eyes met and she smiled sexily at me. “Are you trying to kill me, Mel?” she said, laughing.
I laughed with her. “I promise I wasn’t, but I don’t think it would be a bad way to go, either.”
She pulled me up to her and we kissed passionately. It got me hot knowing she could taste her pussy on my mouth as we kissed. “It’s your turn,” she said.
She laid me back on the bed, and then she lay beside me. We kissed for several minutes while her hands kneaded my breasts until my nipples were fully erect. I moaned as she took one, and then the other, into her mouth, sucking gently. “I love your breasts, Mel, they’re so beautiful,” she said huskily as her mouth traveled from one of my nipples to the other.
She continued to suck on my nipples as I felt her hand move down my stomach, her fingernails gently scratching my sensitive skin, driving me crazy with lust. She then took my nipple between her teeth and gently bit down, causing me to cry out. Then she softly caressed it with her mouth, tenderly licking it, as if to soothe the pain from the bite. It felt like every nerve ending in my body was on fire as she teased me mercilessly. She then kissed down my stomach to the same place where she’d scratched me, licking and caressing my skin. It was masterful the way she mixed light pain with sensual tenderness. I didn’t know which I was going to experience next, pain or pleasure, and she always kept me guessing.
She kissed below my navel and then licked lower until she reached the top of my trimmed pubic line. I felt her thumb lightly rub my clit, sending shivers throughout my body. Then I cried out as she took a few of my pubic hairs into her mouth and pulled back slightly, enough to mix a little pain in with the intense pleasure she was giving me. I watched as she slid between my legs and I opened them wide. Her mix of pain-and-pleasure foreplay was having an intense effect on me.
She gasped, “Oh, God, Melanie, you’re so wet,” as she looked up and smiled at me. I felt her lick the inside of my thighs and then along my puffy engorged lips. When I’m turned on, I get very wet. I’ve never been able to squirt like I know some girls can, but I have made puddles on the bed when I’m extremely aroused.
My wetness spurred Gianna on and I felt her tongue assault my vagina. I gasped as she extended it inside me, licking the walls of my pussy. She had both of her arms wrapped around my thighs, holding me where she wanted me, as she licked, sucked, and probed with her mouth. My hips started to push lower as I moved my pelvis, grinding on her face in a slow rhythm. Her tongue moved with me and I could feel my orgasm start to build. She felt my body tense and her tongue moved to my clit, lapping at the tiny bud as the waves began to wash over me and I started to shake.
She held onto me tightly, never separating her mouth from my sex as I slowly began to regain control of myself. I looked down and she smiled at me from between my legs as I watched her kiss my inner thighs.
I was just about to speak when I felt her insert her fingers inside me. My thoughts were instantly lost as her fingers slid into me and then curled upwards, causing me to gasp and cry out. She must have then inserted a third finger, because when she curled all three upwards, I felt pressure and incredible pleasure that caused me to lift my ass up off the mattress. It was as if she expected it because her mouth latched onto me, her tongue slowly circling my clit and her fingers pressing in and out of me. Again, I moved my pelvis almost instinctively, grinding myself onto her fingers and mouth. It was almost as though I had no control over myself as I started feeling another orgasm coming upon me, and I loudly cried out.
We took turns with each other for several more hours until we were both exhausted, and I didn’t think either of us could move. We lay in bed facing each other, our legs tangled together under the sheet, as we softly kissed and talked. “I’m so thirsty, would you like some water?” I asked her.
“That would be perfect.”
I got up out of bed, walked into the kitchen, and grabbed a big bottle of water for us to share. “I hope this is ok,” I said, “I didn’t bring any glasses.”
“That’s fine.”
I handed her the water, and she took a long drink; then she handed it to me and I drank after her, feeling much better after I had rehydrated a bit. I slid back into bed beside her, and she began tangling her legs with mine again and pulled me close as we kissed softly. I gently moved a strand of her black hair out of her eyes. Her hair was a tangled mess, and her face was still flushed from the hours of amazing sex, but she was still the most beautiful girl I had ever seen.
“You look so serious, what are you thinking?” she asked quietly.
“I’m thinking how lucky I am to have such a beautiful woman in my bed.” She smiled back as she leaned in and kissed me softly. I could see she was getting tired and I knew I could barely hold my eyes open. “Goodnight, pretty girl.”
“Goodnight, Mel,” she said, smiling at me one last time before she turned over, then scooted backward until my breasts were against her back. Spooning tightly, she fell asleep in my arms.
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I woke up the next morning and reached over to the other side of the bed, feeling for Gianna, but she wasn’t there. I looked over at the clock on the bedside table; it was 6:30. In my grogginess, I started to worry, thinking she had left, until the smell of coffee and bacon filled my nostrils. I leisurely stretched as I continued to wake up. I felt so loose and relaxed; I guess amazing sex will do that for you.
I walked into the bathroom and used the toilet, then went to my dresser drawer and picked out short jean shorts and what my older brothers always used to jokingly refer to as a white ‘wife beater’ tank top. I thought Gianna would like the way my pink nipples poked through the thin material.
I walked out into the living room and then into the kitchen; everything she was cooking smelled delicious. She heard me come in and smiled at me. I walked up to her and hugged her tightly. We kissed softly and my hands roamed down to her ass. She was wearing one of my nightshirts that came down to the top of her thighs and she wasn’t wearing panties.
“Good morning, Mel,” she said, smiling radiantly at me.
“Good morning; you’ve been busy, what time did you get up?”
“About 5:30. I’ve never been able to sleep in late, so I made a pot of coffee and then started to make breakfast. I was just about to go in and wake you.”
“Everything smells wonderful.”
She poured me a big, steaming cup of coffee. I got into the fridge and pulled out a small container of half-and-half and poured a few tablespoons into the mug. She had just finished scrambling some eggs and I heard the toast pop up. “I’ll butter the toast, if that’s okay, Chef Gianna,” I said jokingly.
“Thank you, everything else is ready,” she said, and sexily patted my ass.
We took our plates to the dining room table and sat down next to each other. We smiled at each other as we ate; I felt so comfortable with her. She looked so beautiful; her hair was a bit disheveled, but her brown eyes sparkled, and she had such great skin. No one should be allowed to look that perfect this early in the morning. “What’s on the agenda for today?” she asked between bites of scrambled egg.
“There’s this sexy Italian girl that I had planned on spending the day with. I didn’t really have any plans. Because we had just finished with midterms, I didn’t have any homework that I had to complete over the weekend, so for the first time in a long time, the weekend was mine.
She reached over and touched my arm, smiling back at me. “I have to work tonight from four to ten, but other than that, I’m all yours.”
“We can do anything you’d like, Gianna, my treat.”
I looked into her eyes and noticed she was looking around the apartment. I felt bad that I hadn’t finished unpacking the boxes in the living room. It must have made a bad first impression, and I didn’t want her to think I was some ne'er-do-well that couldn’t keep a clean house. “I’m sorry for the mess. I just got the last of my things moved over yesterday, and I didn’t have time to get everything put away before we met last night.”