Carly's Story - Sex Stories

Carly's Story

... and standing on one leg, taking her heels off.

"Ok... I have some red wine... some beer... oh, and some bourbon," I said, looking through my cabinets.

"Bourbon," she said, to my surprise. I poured two lowball glasses and handed one to her. We went and sat together on the couch.

She held her glass up to mine. "Cheers," she said, "to an amazing evening."

"Hear, hear," I said, clinking our glasses together and taking a sip. I was impressed to see that she enjoyed it, and she noticed.

"What?" She said, setting her glass down.

"Oh, nothing," I said. "I never would have imagined you were a whiskey girl."

"The right kind, I definitely am. I can't do that rock-gut stuff," she said, making me chuckle. "This is the right kind."

We finished our drinks, and we settled close to each other. My coat, that I took off when we got home was hanging on the back of a chair, and Carly settled into the crook of my arm.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked her.

She looked up at me, locking eyes with mine.

"I'm thinking that in a single week, my entire life has changed, Jason. Changed for the better, and it's all because of you."

"Carly... I think my life has changed this week, too. I have never met a woman as amazing as you are. Before you came into my life, things weren't bad, they were just... things. I started to forget what it was like to care for someone as deeply as I care for you. I got absorbed in the routine of life, and you are solely responsible for ...

... pulling me out of that. I'm grateful to you."

She reached up and caressed my cheek. I took her hand and kissed it, before kissing her lips. As soon as we began kissing, she straddled my lap, and our kisses turned more intense, our tongues thrashing against each other. My hands were gripping her waist and she was grinding down on top of me, I slid them upward, and paused just below her chest, looking at her for a moment. She nodded at me with a smile, and so I moved them on top of her small breasts, feeling her responsive nipples poking through the fabric of her shirt. Gasping at the sensation, she started unbuttoning the top buttons of my shirt, continuing to grind her crotch against my cock, which was now completely erect. I slid my hands off her breasts, and down to her legs, feeling her soft skin under my hands. I got to the hem of her dress, which had already ridden up her legs, and then slipped my fingers underneath it, moving around the back. I discovered that she was wearing a thong when my hands reached her ass, gripping each cheek with my hand.

Carly broke the kiss long enough to say "Bedroom", so I gripped her ass and stood straight up, bringing her with me. She yelped with delight at being picked up like this, and wrapped her legs around my waist. Continuing to kiss her, I carried her into my bedroom, and placed her gently on my bed. She looked up at me with lust in her eyes, and just said, "Come here."

I crawled onto the bed and up her body until our faces ...