The stories we never told

It's been a long day, and we've finally found time to be alone.  "You get comfortable and I'll be right back," you say before disappearing into the bathroom.  I turn on the bedside light for a minute, strip down and wait.  You didn't leave me waiting long before you come out with only a towel wrapped around you.  I start to get up, but you shake your head as you walk around the bed in silence.

Coming to my side of things, you take my hands in yours and pull me up with a gentle tug.  I stand a little taller, so you have to lean up to kiss me.  The moment our lips touch, I freeze up.  It's been that long since I've kissed anyone.  "It's alright," you murmur and kiss me again.  This time is easier, but I'm still hesitant.  You guide my hands around you as you run your tongue along my lips.  Unsure, I open up and let you in.  The feel of your tongue on mine is electric.  My hands clench down on your waist as I start to get into things.

You put a hand on my chest to slow me down before you turn off the light.  I hear the rustle of the fabric as you pull the towel away.  My hands skim your sides by accident as I free them from the fabric, earning a giggle for the effort.  You straddle me as you cross onto the bed.  The weight of your body is a kiss in its own right as you settle in beside me.  In the dark, you pull me into another kiss.  This time I'm the one pushing against your lips for entry.

We stay like for long minutes before you push me away again.  "There's more to me than just my lips," you whisper.  You take one of my hands and use it to cup your breast.  I squeeze it lightly before your hands push down to indicate the firmness.  I get the idea as I move down your body, putting kisses where I feel like it.  Your neck, your collarbone, the top of your breast.  I have trouble finding the nipple, but your hands guide me to it.  The nub swells as I start to suckle on it, rubbing my tongue back and forth along the edges before flicking it across the top.  A moan escapes from your throat as I stop to move to the other one.  The second nipple is easier to find, it's already swollen before I even touch it.  Your hands pull me tighter as I work.

We go like that for what seems like forever before you push on my shoulders.  I sit up, confused.  "Let's get you really comfortable because I want this to last," you tell me.  You place a hand flat on my chest and give me a nudge, tipping me over backwards.   Without any preamble, you take my cock into your mouth.  I'm pretty hot already, I don't last long.  You hardly have any effort before I start to lose it.  You don't have any warning before I shoot my first load of the evening.

I'm embarrassed and I know you can see it even in the dark.  I start to shift under you before your hand cups my cheek.  "It's okay.  I wanted it that way first."  You rub your hand along my cock, still half-hard.  "See?  I know something that will get it back up to speed."  With a soft rustle, you offer your pussy to me.  "We'll do a little 69 this time."

I can hardly see what I'm doing, but I've seen the pornos.  I give you a tentative lick, then another.  I almost feel a chuckle as you take my cock back in your mouth.  This time it's a little different, your mouth is a bit more accepting.  I lick your labia, searching for your clit in the dark.  I find it and feel the rush of air on my cock as you gasp.  I work finger up into your pussy as I continue to flick your clit with my tongue.  Your legs clamp down on my head with crushing force for a moment before your relax.  You roll off immediately, your pants suddenly loud in the room.  "I'm sorry if that hurt," you whisper between pants.  "Now for the main course."

You lay out at the top of the bed, the pillows under you.  I climb on you, savoring the feel of your skin against mine.  My cock feels like a lead rod.  I poke up once, grazing your ass, then a second time, rubbing my shaft against you.  You hide your chuckle for a moment as you reach between us and get me settled into position.  My cock's head presses against your pussy for a moment as I look back in your eyes.  "I don't have any protection."

"You don't need it, just go."  With a twitch of your hips, the tip of my cock enters you.  The heat, the dampness.  It's like your mouth a hundredfold.  I want to go slowly, but I'm impatient.  I force it down to the base in a stroke.  The acceptance, the feeling of it is overwhelming.  You put your hands on my hips and start to move me.  After a long set of heartbeats I get the idea and fall into the rhythm you set.  Quick bursts alternated with long strokes.  You feel tension in my arms around you as I start to climax again.  With a quick motion, you wrap your legs behind me and pull me in deeper than before.  I bury my head in your shoulder as I grunt out my own orgasm, right as you moan into mine with yours.