Isabelle: Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

Isabelle: Chapter 3

... it and turned to Isabelle who was confused. “Why did you pause?” she asked. “I’ve been meaning to ask you something,” I said, feeling a gut-wrenching nervousness. “What is it?” Isabelle said after a short, awkward pause. “When you kissed me the other day and said ‘petit ami’, what did you mean?” I asked, not even thinking about the words that were pouring out of my mouth. Immediately I regretted ever opening my mouth as Isabelle giggled, and paused before answering. “I meant, petit ami,” she said, pausing again, “I… I like you,” she said. We sat there, dead silent for a few painstaking moments, not knowing what, if anything to do. “I - ehem - I like you too,” I said, clearing my throat as a gigantic weight lifted off of my heavy chest. Isabelle giggled as cars raced by on the TV screen. “I am glad,” she finally said, getting a little closer to me, “petit ami,” she giggled, nudging my shoulder as she resumed the video game. I wide smile spread across my face as the cars started again, going insanely fast. “Petite amie,” I muttered, which meant girlfriend in French. It was Isabelle’s turn to smile as she crashed her car into mine, spinning both of us out. “Embrasser,” she giggled, which meant ‘a kiss’. I turned to face her and quickly surprised her with a quick kiss on the lips at the moment our cars exploded. “Embrasser,” I said as our lips parted “Une de plus?” she asked softly, which meant “one more?” “Oui,” I replied, cradling her jaw with my hand as I leaned in for anther ...

... kiss. This kiss lasted longer and felt amazing. I’ve never had a kiss with an individual that felt more gratifying, more emotional, and more pleasant than that kiss. Her lips tasted like a hint of cherry and she breathed gently out of her nose. The cool air rolled down my cheek as our lips parted, seconds after they met. Isabelle reached her head up to mine, kissing me again as we both put the controllers on the ground. She turned to face me more, eventually sitting my back against my bed as she kneeled in front of me. Our kisses became more and more passionate as our emotions poured out through our lips. Isabelle pulled her head away from mine briefly, looking deep into my eyes. “I missed you” she said, the taste of her lips still lingering on mine. “I missed you too,” I replied. Isabelle smiled at me, darting her eyes down to my chest before bringing them back up again. I found it easy to look her directly in the eyes now. I felt comfortable around her finally. Her hand moved up to mine slowly, wrapping her fingers around my own, one by one until we were holding hands. I leaned in and kissed her lips again. Lightly at first, but slowly, she started introducing a little tongue. Soon, our tongues were dancing around each other, exploring the new territories of each other’s mouths as we made out. At first it felt a little weird, but I got into it more as Isabelle kneeled comfortably on my lap. As we kissed, more and more, I started to feel myself becoming hard. Isabelle didn’t ...