Marcy's Playground 5 by loyalsock
Date: 4/11/2017,
Categories:
First Time
Author: loyalsock
... in?" "Some of the original Star Trek episodes. She always played the hottie. Like you." "You lay it on thick." "Is it working?" "Yeah," I said. He gave me a soft kiss. I expected him to try to teach me how to make out again, but he reached over me and turned out the light. "Come on, Lafferty," he said. He turned me away from him and tucked me into his body. "Let's get some sl**p." Lafferty. Star Trek. It was cute. I kind of liked it. "I'm glad you're here with me, baby," he said softly. "Me too." He stroked my hair, and adjusted my body a little. "Good night, Lafferty." I thought for a second. "Good night, Picard." He laughed. I was too short to have head-to-toe contact, or fit really properly everywhere with him in the spooning position. But my butt was nestled up against his hips, and my back to his chest. He put an arm around me. It was heavenly. I could get used to this. I figured I would stay up half the night, enjoying the feel of him and listening to him breathe, but in a few minutes I was fast asl**p. I woke up early in the morning as the sun was rising. We were still entwined together. Jean-Luc's hand was curled up under my breast, just barely touching it. It felt so good, I didn't want to get up. But I had to go the bathroom, so I carefully wiggled my way out. Jean-Luc didn't wake. He just mumbled and turned over onto his back, flinging one hand up by the side of his head. God, he ...
... was gorgeous in sl**p, with his hair all tousled. I had to tear myself away to go to the bathroom, and when I was finished I came back and stared at him some more. I had heard that if you stare at someone too much while they are sl**ping, they wake up. As if part of them knows they're being stared at or something. So I stopped staring at him and crawled back into bed. He reached for me in his sl**p, naturally bringing me toward him until my head rested on his chest. Sigh. This was good. I yawned. I drifted off for a few seconds, thinking about what sex would be like Star Trek style. When I woke up, I was suddenly horny, and sexy, and confident. Jean-Luc was still sl**ping. I untied the sash on my bathrobe and pushed it open. I rolled on top of him. Rubbed against him. "Hhhmmm?" he asked sl**pily. "Yeah," I said. "Mmmn." He blinked groggily. "Now this is the way to wake up." I laid a gentle kiss on his lips. The hot sparkling tension between us was back. I ground my hips against his erection. I heard some guys wake up like that. I guess it's true. "I figured out what our problem is. Was," I said. "I didn't know we had a problem." He snaked his hands under my robe and placed them on my lower back. His palms were hot. I kissed him again. This time I was the one to tap my tongue to his closed lips, and he opened his mouth for me. I devoured him, the way he had taught me. "You've been making all the moves, and I've felt helpless. ...