No sooner had I nodded than her lips found mine, her body pressing against me as they did. Before our kiss had been from my move, with me having at least a little control. This was not that. She had me pinned to the couch behind me, and I was completely at her mercy for how this went.
I was so focused on the kiss, so focused on the sweet taste and soft feel of her lips on mine that I didn’t realize what she was doing with her hands. I couldn’t focus on anything other than the beautiful woman who was now pressing me into the couch, and I didn’t notice as the button to my jeans was undone. My obliviousness soon evaporated as I felt the tips of her fingers against my stomach, below the hem of my shirt but just above the waist of my jeans. As her hand slid lower, beneath the denim, my knees fell to the side, instinctively parting my legs slightly.
Katie’s touch was unlike anything I had felt before. Her fingers seemed impossibly smooth, as if velvet was sliding down my pelvis. As she slid lower, brushing against my now drenched folds, I felt myself shudder into our kiss, my legs instinctively clenching closed around her hand. It wasn’t for any lack of want or desire, I simply had been so sensitive to her touch that it startled me. I had explored my own body plenty, was familiar with the feeling of my own touch to my pussy, but this was different. This was something so much more. Even as she just began to make contact with me, I knew that this was something much stronger than what I had been able to do alone.
Katie’s movements stop for a moment as my legs clench, her lips left mine. She stared into my eyes, her icy blue eye staring into my soul as she waited for permission to continue. I gave it to her silently as I relaxed my legs, letting them part again. As I relaxed, her fingers moved again, sliding through my slick folds until they found my clit. My clit which was aching for touch. My clit which was hard, yearning for attention.
Katie didn’t lean back into the kiss, not right away. Her eyes locked on mine as she began to rub small circles, our gaze only broken as I felt my eyes begin to roll back into my head slightly, a soft low moan escaping my lips as I did.
My moan was cut short by her lips on mine, but this was not the same kiss we had before. The heat was still there. The electricity between our lips no less than before. I still felt the passion between us, but no sooner had our lips met than I felt them pull away. I found myself leaning into the kiss even after her lips left mine, desperately seeking out hers
When they didn’t find hers, I looked up with a pleading look as my eyes met hers. Before I could speak, before I could ask why she had pulled away, before I could ask if I had done something wrong, she gave further instructions
“Emily” she said, eye locked on mine. “Take off your shirt”
Her tone was not one that I was used to. Katie had always been a kind, gentle person. But this tone. It was firm. It was demanding. She wasn’t asking me any longer. She was telling me what to do. I felt my wetness around her fingers grow as I heard her voice, finding myself incredibly aroused as she took control.
My hands reached down to the bottom of my shirt, the tips of my fingers brushing her arm as she continued to tease at my clit. I pulled my shirt up slowly lifting it up and over my chest and then my head, our eyes locked save for when my shirt was between our faces.
I hadn’t been wearing a bra, my small breasts not requiring the support. Once my shirt was off my body and over my head, I stared back at Katie, expecting to find her lips on mine again. I felt my lips puckering in expectation as Katie leaned in, but she leaned lower, bypassing my lips.
I felt the warmth of her lips against my collarbone and then moving down to my chest, leaving a wet trail of kisses as she went. I felt the delicate touch of her lips on the small swell of my breast and then I felt her take my small, erect nipple into her mouth. I let out a sigh and moan as her fingers continued to rub small circles around my clit and her tongue rolled over my nipple.
“Fuck” I sigh. “Katie. Fuck”
My breathing grew faster and shallower as I felt my pleasure increase, the skillful way that Katie was treating my body something that I had never experienced before. I found myself wanting it. Craving it. Needing it. Needing more. Needing her.
I let my head rest back on the back of the couch as I moaned, but was soon taken by surprise as Katie moved her mouth off of my breast. I looked down at her, the need I had clear on my face.
I watched as her lips found my skin again, a trail of kisses down my smooth stomach. She brought her other hand up to my jeans, sliding her hand away from my pussy as she gripped my jeans. I lifted my hips from the couch, not needing instructions on what was coming next.
My pussy was dripping wet as my jeans slid down my thighs, my panties soaked from the work that Katie had done on me to this point. This had been the best night of my life to this point, the pleasure she had brought me already almost overwhelming, but I still needed more.
Katie had teased me a bit before. Slid around my folds before settling in on my clit. Let the moment build. That isn’t what happened now. Isn’t what happened once my cunt was bare before her. Her lips found my folds, the warmth of her breath hot on me as she gave me the most intimate of kisses. I let out a heavy moan as she moved up to my clit almost immediately.
The feeling of her tongue was unbelievable. Firm yet gentle. Strong yet soft. Passionate yet controlled. I had known that Katie had been experienced with women, but would have never guessed that she would be this good. That her tongue would know just how to lick me. Just where to go. Just the right amount of pressure to have me melting in her mouth.
I laid back, my legs sprawled wide. I tried to speak, to let her know how good she was doing. How good she was treating me and how good she was making me feel. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t get the words out. No matter how hard I tried, all that escaped my lips was a series of loud moans as I stared at my ceiling.
The rhythm of Katie’s tongue was steady, expertly moving up and down, back and forth. She continued on, not changing a thing. As the pleasure she was providing me grew, I tilted my head down.
As I did, I saw the icy blue stare back up at me, our eyes meeting. As we locked our gazes, her tongue moved faster and more firmly. I felt my legs start to quiver, locking around her as she continued to pick up speed.
“Kayyyy” I managed to moan, still unable to get her entire name out. “Kkkaaay” “teeee”
My breathing was growing even faster, barely able to finish one breath before starting the next.
My body tightened further, legs clamping around her head as she continued to lick at me. I felt my orgasm build and then crash over me.
It wasn’t my first orgasm, but it certainly was my best. As she continued to lick at me, I felt the pleasure continue to build as I rode a wave of bliss. I felt my pussy clench and I felt a wetness on my pussy. On my thighs. Dripping down my to my ass. Splashing against my best friends face and soaking the couch beneath me.
I moaned and screamed, my noises shifting to more of a whimper as I started to come down from my high. My legs loosened and relaxed, allowing Katie to slip away from my pussy and join me on the couch.
I tilted my head over towards her, seeing the glisten of my cum on her lips and dripping off her chin. I blushed from embarrassment and stammered as I apologized.
“I..I..I’m sorry” I say, my cheeks deep red.
“Don’t be” she says, smirking as she leans in and kisses me, her lips and tongue giving me a taste of my own release. “You’re delicious”
As she pulled away and nuzzled into my shoulder, I found myself licking my lips, seeking more of my own taste.
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