Alex & Clémence - Showers and goosebumps - Sex Stories

Alex & Clémence - Showers and goosebumps

... ! She seems to like that quite a lot and I hear her moan, "Yes, I want more," as my hands are pressing on her chest.

Emboldened by her encouragements, I place my fingers on her nipples and start flicking them, to her delight, changing the direction from time to time. Her hand is still on my ass and the other one grabs my leg right under the knee and pulls it up, so that my thigh is now parallel to the ground.

I feel open that way—I am actually—and I suddenly become aware of the wetness of my pussy, whose lips have been separated a bit by this motion. Her hand is caressing my thigh while still holding it to her side, never actually going closer to my vulva, to my disappointment.

Come on, did I really want Alex to touch me?

I just know that the fact that she doesn't kind of bothers me, even though I'm not sure I'd be up for it. My boyfriend and I have already done it, mind you, and even though two hours ago I would have screamed at the prospect of being touched by a girl I don't even know, but some part of me is still upset that her hand doesn't even seem interested in that area of my body.

Girls and guys, after all it's more of the same, I think, and although the water dripping down on us is still a bit cold, my body has gotten used to the sensation, and my tongue is still dancing around hers, her mouth firmly placed on mine.

Slowly, her mouth leaves mine, centimeter by centimeter, and it begins to make its way across my face, one kiss at a time, then onto ...

... my neck and my shoulder blades. She doesn't stop there, and her mouth goes down my belly, leaving a trail of kisses behind it. Once again, I can't help but feel rejected when her mouth passes right by my breasts, not looking even remotely interested.

She kisses my bellybutton though, planting kisses all around it and licking my skin in the process.Suddenly, she takes the leg that she was holding and places it on top of her shoulder, kneeling on the floor so that her head is right in front of my..

I can't even finish that sentence in my head as I feel her tongue on me, plunging in between my lips as if it was the most normal thing to do. I can feel the tip of her tongue going up, until it reaches my clit. Holy shit, she's not wasting any time, I think as I feel her cajoling my clit with her tongue, circling around it like a shark around its prey. With my leg on her shoulder, even my outer lips are apart and all of me feels open, vulnerable to whatever she has in store for me.

I cannot help but feel the wetness on my sex, and as I try to convince myself it's just water from the shower, I know I'm not fooling anyone, especially not her, given how close to the action she currently is.

Her mouth has stopped playing with my little button, only to place itself on top of my whole pussy, aspiring my clit and its hood as she would some stubborn ice cream left in a cone. I can't help but place my hands on her head, and as I finally dare to look down, I see her hazel eyes ...