The Apology - Sex Stories

The Apology

... what we do while the cake is baking,” I said in a softened voice to him. I heard Jim mutter something under his breath with a slight smile crossing his lips, but couldn’t quite make out what he said. I looked questioningly at him, with a raised eyebrow, and noticed his smile growing just a bit. With my hand on my hip, I grabbed the corner of my lip between my teeth and continued to wait for his suggestion. “You really shouldn’t start things you have no intention of finishing,” he said as he pushed himself up from the chair and faced towards the living room. I couldn’t help but notice that the front of his pants seemed to be fitting a bit snug. “You’re wrong about that, Jim. I always follow through,” I said casually as I confidently walked through the kitchen to the open living room area. “It’s just the way I am.” “Oh really?” Jim asked as he sat down next to me on the couch. Once again, the way I could feel his eyes roaming over my body as I reached for the TV remote caused another tingle between my legs. “Mmm-hmm,” I mumbled as my fingers wrapped around the remote. “Fuck this, I’m going for it,” Jim said suddenly. Before I knew what was happening, the remote was ripped from my hand and tossed somewhere across the room and my body was pulled towards him. His lips pressed hard against mine, his tongue dragged between my lips. I happily obliged and granted him entrance into my mouth. He pressed his body harder against mine, my bare skin against his shirt, until I started to ...

... lean backwards. I moaned with pleasure as I felt his weight on top of me. One of his hands tangled in my hair as our tongues continued to battle for control within the confines of our mouths. I felt his other hand pressing against the cushion and reaching under my body. He expertly unclasped my bra and I helped him pull the straps off my shoulders and toss the garment to the side. My nipples immediately hardened, much to Jim’s enjoyment. His lips pulled from mine and before I could let out a whimper of dissatisfaction, I felt his lips close around my hardened nipple. His tongue danced across the sensitive bud of my left breast while his fingers tweaked at the right. After spending a few moments of pleasuring both of my tits, which was heavenly, his lips pulled away and began suckling kisses down the center of my belly. When he got to my belly button, his tongue dipped in while his fingers fumbled with the button of my shorts. Gripping my shorts and the waistband of my panties, he pulled them both down my legs and tossed them to the side somewhere. My legs parted as I felt his hot breath fan across my center and shivers ran up my spine. He saw that my pussy was shaven bare and he placed a soft kiss at the top of my slit, then sliced his way through it with his tongue, causing my legs to open wider and the fingers of my left hand to thread themselves through his hair. His tongue moved all the way down to my ass and then pressed harder and licked all the way back up. “Oooooo,” I ...