Another Late Night - Sex Stories

Another Late Night

... pelvis began to rock. Enjoying the anticipation Jaimie slid her fingers through the thick hair feeling the slick and sticky glaze coat her fingertips. She crept close, tracing the edges of sensation as she brought the nerves to attention. Fingers wandered close to her sensitive folds before skittering away again; a game she played with herself. At the thought of Kim’s thumb passing over her taught nipple Jaimie finally slid her fingers into the thick wetness that had gathered between her thighs. The heat of cum on her fingers excited her. She imagined Kim’s hand pushing up under her shirt, sliding over the tight skin of her belly as it traveled upward. Jaimie arched her back, aching for Kim’s fingers to find her nipple; wanting to feel the heat of her mouth. She imagined Kim pushing her shirt up, lifting her breast from the C cup, and breaking the kiss to lean down and suck the tight nipple between her lips. Jaimie groaned as she imagined Kim’s tongue flicking over the tight nub, the heat of her mouth seeming to scald her before Kim parted her lips and sucked cold air over the screaming nerves. Finally she slid slippery fingertips over the swollen throb that was her clit. She used the thick cum that was so abundant to trace circles, first one way and then the other with a pressure so light she felt herself rocking her hips, wanting more. Jaimie imagined reaching for Kim’s belt, pulling Kim against her and roughly dragging the fabric away from her hips. She imagined using ...

... one hand to pull her head back up, catching her lips again as the other hand dove beneath Kim’s panties to the hot, wet mess beneath. She imagined the urgency with which she would push Kim’s legs apart, pulling her close as she pushed her fingers deep inside the other woman. As Jaimie imagined Kim clutching her back, riding her fingers while slick cum ran down Jaimie’s fingers and hand, she began bucking her hips against her own fingers. She was getting close now. Jaimie thought about the sound of Kim’s moan and the way she would shudder against Jaimie; the way Kim would lean into Jaime’s body to hold herself up as each wave crashed through her. She imagined biting Kim’s neck as she came, fingers thrusting wetly into her friend as she made her mark. Jaimie could feel the impatience building in every muscle. Her clit hummed with a demanding urgency as her fingers teased; tension built in her stomach as though every muscle connected to a single point, pulling tight as the urgency built. Her legs seemed to spasm as she pushed her hips harder into her fingers and she began moaning softly as the thrumming inside reached a crescendo. Finally Jaimie felt the wave crest. She arched her back and pushed back her head; a groan escaping raggedly from her throat as she slid one finger inside herself, feeling the muscles clamp tightly in rhythm with each harsh pulse of her orgasm. She shuddered and slowly began to relax as she rode out shock waves coursing through her like lightning chasing ...