My new life: Moving In - Sex Stories

My new life: Moving In

... at the other end of the hall. They’d probably been waiting there to say good night before leaving. “Going to bed so early?” Sophie asked her face filled with an innocence that her eyes couldn't match. “Are you already that tired? Why don’t you stay up a while?” Abbie chimed in as well. “Hey, early to bed early to rise.” I tried to keep the smile off my face, but failed miserably. “Yeah,” Clara agreed. “I’ll do my best to my sure get a rise out of him, well at least one part of him.” I blushed while our friends laughed. As we went into the bedroom, Sophie said, “Good night you two.” “Congratulations,” Abbie added as the two walked to the front door. Before they had gotten out of my apartment, Clara and I were pawing at each other. Kissing passionately and desperately trying to get each other’s clothes off. I got her blouse off her, though not all of her buttons remained intact. She’d gotten my shirt off as well. Then I struggled with the frustration of all men, the bra. It was a plain, pale blue bra, but it could have been a dirty blanket and it would've looked just as good on her. But a blanket would've been a lot easier to take off as well. Over a minute of frustration later I let out a cry of pride. “Success!” “Next time, I’ll take it off myself.” She laughed. She took removed her arms from the straps and let the bra drop to the floor. My jaw dropped almost as far. “Careful, you’ll catch flies,” she teased. My mouth worked like a fish out of water as I tried to find words ...

... to say. Her boobs were pale, milky white orbs of perfection. I had no idea how to judge cup size, but they were perfect. While I stared at her, Clara pulled her capris off. I had a feeling she didn't want that to take as long as I had with her bra. For now, she left her matching blue panties on. There was no way I was going to complain. “Can I-?” My voice trailed off. Clara’s laugh sounded beautiful. “Definitely, but let’s get you out of those jeans first. Someone looks a little cramped.” With that, she undid my belt and tugged my jeans to the floor. As I stepped out of my pants, I pulled her up to me for another kiss. While our kiss in the bathroom had been soft, gentle, and romantic, this kiss was full of heat, passion, and need. Once again, she was the one to stop kissing first. “Didn't you want to touch them?” “Oh God, yes!” I moaned as I grasped one in each hand. Her breasts were firm and soft at the same time. They were smoother than I could have imagined, and I’d imagined them on several occasions. I couldn't reach around whole breast with just one hand, so I decided to focus on one at a time. Plus I wanted to get a taste of these amazing tits. I started with her left and gently massaged with one hand while the other brushed across her skin lightly raising goose bumps across her chest. When I couldn't wait any longer, I leaned forward and took her nipple into my mouth. At first I only sucked lightly, but when my teeth accidentally grazed the tip of her erect nub she let ...