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“Oh, Amy. Oh my God!” she cried out. I kept going until she was done and nearly came myself as she yelled out my name in that sexy accent.
Her body went from tense to limp, and she was breathing heavily, her breasts heaving as she did. I gently kissed around the sweet spot, careful not to press against the surely sensitive area. I caressed her legs as I planted short but sensual kisses on her thighs, slowly working my way back up to her.
Guiding my mouth to hers, she first stared deeply into my eyes with her heavy lids making me ready to go back down. I could barely breathe as she was staring into my eyes. I was unsure of what she was thinking but I was desperate to know.
“Did you enjoy that?” I finally asked between deep breaths.
She pulled my mouth to hers and kissed me hard, sending a new rush of wetness between my legs. Her hands moved to my shoulders, and she began moving the straps down my arms, so I pulled my arms up and through, letting the romper fall to my waist. We were still kissing, and her hands ran over my bra.
I wanted her hands against my skin, so I reached up my back and unhinged the bra, letting it fall to the floor. She immediately ran her hands over my breasts and then her palms ran over my back slowly, leaving a flush of heat and tingles everywhere they went. Suddenly, I felt her hands on my hips, but she had a firm grip, and, in an instant, she had lifted me from the floor in front of her to the couch and she was straddling me.
She came down to my mouth quickly, shoving her tongue in it, consuming me. I ran my hands down her back and over her round ass, then over her thighs and back up her sides. I just needed to run my hands all over her. Her skin felt amazing, and I couldn’t get enough. She was down between my legs quickly. She leaned in and took one of my breasts in her mouth, and the feel of her tongue rolling over my nipple sent another fresh wave of tingles and wetness between my thighs.
She pressed a hand there, over the material of the romper, and I could feel the wetness had gone through.
“I make you excited, yes?” she asked as she rubbed her hand over my mound.
“Mmmm, yes,” I groaned. I felt her face over the material and her warm breath seep through, and my hips instinctively moved toward it.
Her hands reached up and took my romper the rest of the way down, and my panties went down with it as I moved my hips up enough to pull them down. She leaned back in and pressed her lips against my neck, running her tongue across it and over my shoulder as she kneaded a breast in one hand. I felt her other hand moving down, and since she was still at my neck, I turned my head toward her.
“Nothing inside,” I whispered, biting my lip, “okay?”
She stopped and looked up at me. “You do not want me to touch you?”
I absolutely wanted her to touch me, but not inside. “Yes, touch all over, anywhere you want, on the outside.” I grabbed her hair, trying to rekindle the moment. “Just nothing inside.” I pulled her mouth to mine and her lips resisted briefly, but I thrust my tongue in and ran my other hand over her breast, caressing her nipple with my thumb.
I felt her hand traveling around my abdomen; it filled with a welcome burning sensation that traveled between my thighs before her hand had even reached there. Before it did, she reached around under my ass and scooted me closer to the edge of the couch. I could feel her tummy against my bare folds, sending yet another rush of wetness.
She quickly moved her hand between my legs, and that sent my head back against the cushions. She rubbed over the opening, but not inside, then stroked up and down between the wet folds. She pressed against my sensitive pearl, rolling her fingers over and around it. Her touch created a hot intensity that coursed through every part of me from my center outward. My hips were rocking against her hand as she ran her tongue down my neck, sending goosebumps across my shoulders and both arms.
Her hand was still working as she slowly kissed her way down my body. I was alternating between panting and deep, heavy breaths as she did.
I felt her going lower and lower, eventually running her tongue across my hip, then down to my thigh. She planted small kisses around one thigh, then moved to the other, still stroking between my folds, changing the pace and pressure regularly.
Eventually, her mouth found the sweet spot and sent my head back again, my muscles all going tense. She worked slowly, circling her tongue around the top, then up and down the folds. She was holding both thighs, gently moving them further apart as she pressed her mouth over the top and sucked.
My hips continued to rock against her mouth as my whole body had become nothing but feeling and millions of explosions of nerves. I was throbbing inside but felt intense pressure building in my nub, sending waves of pleasure throughout me. I panted and rocked faster. Her tongue moved in quick but soft strokes against me, and suddenly, everything went staticy behind my eyes as my body crashed waves of release through me.
I let out short and squeaky moans as the waves continued to crash, and she sucked and licked as my body went stiff against her.
Finally, my muscles relaxed, and she slowly kissed her way back up to me as I labored to catch my breath and regain my sight.
“Did you enjoy that?” she asked, before leaning into me and taking my lips to hers.
When she pulled back briefly, I replied through struggling breaths, “Yes, that was amazing.”
She kissed me again. “Is it too forward to ask to go to bed?” she asked.
I chuckled, still gathering my wits. “I don’t think much is too forward after that.”
She leaned back, allowing me to stand, so I put my hand out to help her from the floor. She scooped up our clothes before she grabbed my hand and stood, but we didn’t put them on. I led her to my bedroom, then guided her to the bed and pulled the covers down.
“Do you need anything to sleep in?” I asked, unsure of what to say.
“I enjoy sleeping nude. But I can wear something if you like.”
I shook my head and motioned for her to scoot over so I could climb into bed. We got situated under the covers and she turned on her side, so I wrapped my arm around her as she backed that round ass against me. I scooted up to her and planted kisses on her shoulders. I then remembered I hadn’t made coffee or set my alarm.
