Popcorn Bowl

It was your typical Saturday night in our apartment. We opted out of dressing up and going to a party for staying in our underwear and binging Spartacus: Blood and Sand. We were sitting on our “L” shaped couch with her snuggled-up under my arm with my hand resting on her bare thigh. She was wearing some cotton panties and one of my plaid button ups. Still sporting bedhead but she was still sexy. I don’t think there’s anything she could do to make me think otherwise. During the show, one of the many sex scenes popped on and I could tell she was getting turned on. She had her hand between her legs and I could feel her gently rocking. Her eyes glued to the T.V. when her other hand reached into the popcorn bowl. Empty. That drew her attention.  I kept watching the show but I could feel her looking up at me. She nudged my chest with her head “Hey...” she whispers. But I pretended to ignore. I knew what she wanted. She nudges me again but a little harder “Hey... Look at me, damnit!” she playfully whispers. I glanced down at her and that was a mistake. I was greeted with her big brown doe-eyes and a pouty lip. She kills me and she knows it. She picked up the bowl “Can you make more popcorn?” she innocently asks. Taking a deep breath in and the bowl in hand “Yeah.” I pat her thigh a couple times before I got up and headed into our little kitchen. Finding the extra buttered popcorn, I stood there and waited for it. The hum of the microwave and the popping of the corn drowned out any sound I could hear from the show. The alarm went off and I dumped the gold buttery goodness into the bowl and headed back into the living room.  In those three minutes of my absence she managed to lose her panties. Laying there with her legs bent and spread, resting on the couch, giving me the perfect view of her pussy. Her eyes left the T.V. to meet my gaze. She smiled and wiggled her butt. I knew what she wanted and she knew I couldn’t resist the temptation. Walking over and handing her the bowl, I grabbed two of our throw pillows and dropped them onto the floor. She began snacking on the popcorn and continued to watch the show as I knelt down before her. The room was dark but there was enough light from the T.V. that I could properly see and admire her flower. Completely bare and smooth from waxing not too long ago. She has a rather long clitoral hood that flows down into her lovely lips. A slight darker complexion around the edges as her lips fade near the bottom. She has a beautiful pink coloration leading from the edges into the rest of her. She has the most gorgeous pussy I’ve ever seen.   Taking my hand and rubbing the inside of her left inner thigh as my lips found themselves kissing the other thigh. She let out this soft moan and scooted a little closer. Taking my tongue, I licked from her anus up and around her labia to the top of her clitoral hood. Then repeating the same process on the other side of her pussy. Her eyes still glued to the show and taking a few pieces of popcorn. I took one of her lips into my mouth and gently pulled. My fingers found her clitoral hood and lightly rubbed, making her take a sharp breath. Pulling away, I could see her entrance lightly glistening from the light. Taking my thumbs, I parted her lips. Exposing her arousal and excitement. Licking her juices up to her clit, she bucked and let out a little yelp. I continued to lick her in this fashion and her response didn’t change.   On the last lick, my lips wrapped around her clit and I began to lick her in long brush strokes. This caught her attention as she placed a hand on my head and gently pulled my hair. The sounds of her pussy being eaten mixed with the sounds of battle. She began to gently buck her hips with the movements of my tongue. My hands gripped her ass. Dining on her pussy, my lips began to roll and pull on her clit, causing her other hand to shoot out of the bowl and onto my head as well. With her quick action, popcorn spilled all over the couch and floor, but she didn’t care and neither did I. Taking my middle finger and coating it in her nectar, I plunged my finger deep inside her aching pussy and curled my finger upwards. She gripped the back of the couch and inhaled. Fingering her and lapping her clit. She retracted into the couch panting and moaning, bringing me with her. I felt her pussy clinch tightly around my finger as I kept devouring her. Her feet left the couch as her legs wrapped around my head. The grip on my hair disappeared as she cursed and moaned, finally reaching the apex. Continuing the onslaught as I felt her pussy quivering and contracting. Her lower half convulsing. Then silence.  The room was silent and still. It was like someone had hit the pause button on the world. Her legs still wrapped around me; my face buried deep within her pussy. All I could hear was her breathing. I gave her a little lick on the clit. She twitches and a little moan escapes her lips. Cute. She releases my head from her thighs, allowing me to see the aftermath of my handy work. Her eyes were closed and she’s gently biting down on her finger. Chest, rising and falling. Her face beaming from the afterglow of her orgasm. I looked back at the T.V. and the iconic “Are you still watching: “Spartacus: Blood and Sand”?” was on the screen. No Netflix, no we are not. Her hand reaches out to me and I sit down next to her. Her eyes open and she has this look of absolute satisfaction. She leans forward a we have a long passionate kiss. I wrap my arm around her and we sit there in silences for a few minutes. She snuggles back up “Ready for another episode?” She asks in a breathless tone. I smile and click “Continue”. Five minutes in, she nudges me and waves the bowl in my face and whispers “Hey...”  I love this girl.