Sleeping Over - Sex Stories

Sleeping Over

... eyes. It took me a second to focus through the tears that welled. Her face was light; her eyes, blazing; and her smile, radiant. She bit her bottom lip again briefly. "I love you so much, Will." We kissed again, just as we had before, suckling on each other's lips and losing ourselves in the taste. I caressed the smooth skin under her shirt, feeling every delicate contour of her back. Her fingers running through my hair sent little, electric chills through my body, which contrasted so perfectly with the warm crush of Scarlett's groin grinding against my cock. I wanted so desperately to get my hands into her soft, shoulder-length hair. Scarlett moaned gently into my mouth as we kissed. It sounded so wonderful against the wet, slurping noise of our lips. She was having trouble swallowing her saliva, and our kissing became so delightfully wet as I gulped her down. I was the first to flick my tongue along her lip as I sucked it into my mouth. It elicited a moan and half a giggle from Scarlett. Then she started licking my lips, before pulling away to catch her breath. "Are you all right?" I got my hand out from the back of her shirt and stroked her face. "Uh-huh," she half moaned, half breathed. With my hands on either side of her face, I pulled her back down to me and we started kissing more passionately. I lost all sense of time as I kissed her. The only thing I knew for sure was that we were both getting carried away. Our breathing was heavier, and Scarlett's whimpering moans ...

... were becoming more intense. I kissed her along her cheek and jawline to her ear, and then sucked her earlobe into my mouth. I told her again how much I loved her and how special she was in desperate whispers. She pulled away and sat up on me, her panty-clad pussy grinding against my cock. Her arms crossed over her stomach, and then she pulled them up above her head, peeling Marvin up with them, then throwing him onto the floor. I was in awe, gazing up at her perfect breasts. They were spectacularly round, somehow defying gravity. Her delicious little nipples stood proudly at attention at the centre of her dark pink areolas. "You like them, Will?" she pleaded, desperately seeking my reassurance. I sat up, reaching out and groaning like a zombie, incapable of coherent speech. Scarlett giggled as I cupped her breasts, seemingly moulded for my hands. I squeezed the soft flesh, and rubbed my thumbs across her nipples. She clumsily held my head to her chest, but I was stranded between her nubile breasts, unable to get my mouth around either of her taunting nipples. I looked up, begging her to grant me access. Another giggle, and a long, moaning kiss, and she rolled off me, laying back on the bed. Her chocolate curls fanned out on the pillow as she looked up at me, smiling. Scarlett rubbed her palms back and forth on the outside of her breasts, causing the soft globes to jiggle hypnotically. She seductively rubbed one leg against the other, bending her knee and accentuating the curve ...