Having said our I love you's, we prepare to sleep. The pains and emotions of the day, expressed, fall away from us. Although I love you falling asleep on my chest, we soon find our best sleeping positions. This is no longer our first time to sleep together. We know we get our best sleep the way that our bodies need it. You roll over and sleep on your stomach. I, next to you, sleep on my back. Still, I keep a hand on your hip or a foot pushing up against your sole at all times. I can never seem to break that connection between us in bed. Still, I miss that first time, that first night of touching. I drift off to sleep thinking about it.
I wake up soon after and realize that we had neglected to light a fire. You are fast asleep, with just a slight separation between us. I can feel the heat coming from your body, but try to put that out of my head. You need your sleep.
I almost start to doze off again when you say, "I’m kind of cold." You rotate your back toward me and reach back and grab my arm and pull it over yourself, pulling me onto my side facing you. You are upright against me, pulling me against your back and resting your ass against my groin. I feel your warm body. With your hand over mine, you pull it and nestle my palm against her ribs, my fingers gently touching the soft skin stretched over your lithe body. All of a sudden, I get those familiar sensations and butterflies of that first time touching you. For what seems like a long time I just hold my fingers there, not daring to move, feeling your creamy caramel skin just inches away from your breasts. Everything else falls away from existence except the sensation at the end of my fingers. I don't even breathe for fear of losing the moment.
Then I feel something else. My dick begins to rapidly swell. With your butt pressed gently against it, it is impossible to hide it. As my dick grows, it presses harder against you. Beneath my hand, I feel your breathing quicken, your heart race and your body tense. I sit motionless, terrified of waking you but more terrified of losing this feeling.
You begin to shift, and I feel a brief moment of panic thinking all is lost. Surely you will move away from me. Instead, you rock your ass back and forth, pressing yourself more against my hard dick. At the same time, you pull my hand farther up against the bottom of your breast. I can feel that every part of you, from your hand to your legs, are even tenser than before. Though your heart is racing, you lay perfectly motionless.
You took a step yourself toward making out; perhaps you wait to see if I will take it a step further. I very slowly began moving the back of my finger against the side of your breast, waiting for any sign of you wanting to just fall back to sleep. Sensing none, I grow bolder and move my hand up. Using just my fingertips, I caress around the very edge of your breast, scared at any moment you will pull away from me. I know I am being silly about you wanting me or not, but I allow myself that nervousness of a new lover. My butterflies intensify.
As my fingers circle your breast as if I have never done that before, I begin to cup it gently in my palm. My fingers spiral inward, and I softly touch all around your areola before bringing my forefinger and thumb to hold your nipple.
I feel more stimulated than ever before. My dick starts to jump slightly in excitement against your ass, and as I cup your breast and fondle your nipple, you breathe out slowly and begin rubbing up and down against my dick and body, slowly at first, but then more firmly when I push back. My dick nestles nicely against your ass cheeks. As I wiggle my hips, you lift your top leg a little so that I may thrust my dick between your thighs. You snuggle your leg back down on my dick and I feel the pressure on it from your muscles moving over it.
I reach my other hand under your head and shoulder and caress your neck down to your chest, and grab your other breast with that hand as well. Holding onto you with my new hand, I release my first and finish moving down your body. Again my fingers caress you, this time the soft skin of her side just above her waist. I feel the skin of your hip as you continue to rock against my dick and with your own hand, slowly move my hand down toward your belly, flattening my fingers into your soft skin. You whisper between shallow breathes, "Ana needs you, too"
I hold my hand there for a minute, then, more slowly then anything else I’d done, begin moving my fingers farther down. I first come to your pubes, and I remember from staring at you before, how rich and ebony they are. I split my fingers apart and run them through your hair and over your soft mound, my palm now pressed into you, giving you that pressure that intensifies your excitement.
As I continue lower, I feel the biggest rush of adrenaline yet as my fingertips reach the soft fold of your pussy. Using only one finger, I softly and gently trace one along each of the lips of your pussy. You gasp slightly and stop moving your ass. I have another moment of terror that you might pull away and I pause, but there is no way I can stop now. With that finger growing wetter, I circle around your hole, feeling the fuzz and soft skin of your pussy lips. You reach one arm over your head and behind, run your fingers through my hair to my scalp and grip the top of my head. Your other hand slips quickly over my hand on your core. You grab ahold of my hand and press it against your pussy. You begin rubbing against my groin again, and my dick just seems to be enveloped by your thighs.
I grab your breast tighter with the one hand and with the other, take my fingers and touch right in the middle of your pussy, feeling it to be as wet and soft as I daydream about throughout the day. Your hand presses the back of mine harder, and I plunge the wet forefinger deep into you, as you exhale and inhale sharply and with your hand on my skull pressing me harder against your back. I push in and out of you, rubbing the tip of my finger against what feels like the ribbed inside of your delicious cunt. My other fingers at first brush against the outside folds and pubic hair of you, but then with your hand, you press me harder against your core, pushing my thumb stiffly against your clit at the top of her pussy. Unable to pull my finger out, I more and more quickly bend my finger in a ‘come hither’ gesture inside you, rubbing my fingertip against you as fast and hard as I can, my grip tight on your clit, my palm rubbing excitement into you. You move your hips up and down to meet every move of my fingers and you press against me with all your warmth and strength, your breath quick and shallow.
As we continue, my hand starts to get tired, but I dare not stop, and you continue to move against me harder and faster. Finally, you explode in my arms, your body jerking and pressing against my hands, chest and dick. I hold you more tightly, one hand almost squishing your tit into your chest. I can feel your pussy squeezing hard against my finger over and over again as I keep pushing it inside you. Your orgasm seems to last forever.
When your jerking finally weakens and stops, you gently pull my finger out of you and up to your belly. The aroma of your sex and cum on my hand tantalizes me, sending me into another fit of excitement. My mouth needs its oral fixation and it bites your shoulder blade and sucks on your sweat, tasting your skin. You wiggle her ass against my dick again, and I feel your whole body relax in my arms. Within minutes you drift off asleep at last.
