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Summer Nights

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: sweet_chick Posted on: 20 May 2003 1 comments
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This happened about 2 years ago and I think about it when the weather turns warm and the nights get hot.???My roommates and I were on the outs, and we all found different apartments at about the same time. ?The problem with mine was...bugs. ?Lots and lots of bugs that had to be exterminated before I could move in. ?So there I was in the middle of summer, stuck between an empty, bug ridden apartment and a hot-as-hell apartment where all my belongings were already in boxes piled high on my bed. ?As midnight approached, I explained my predicament to one of my guy friends. ?He offered to let me stay at his place as long as I needed, but gave me three warnings: ?he only had the one bed, he slept in the nude, and no sex or kissing, since we were good friends. ?Now this guy was admittedly hot, but I hadn't thought of him "like that" until the lights were out. ? ? ? ?? ? ? ?The sexual tension was as thick as the hot, night air, and the way we were laying, completely still with a foot of space between us, only magnified the vibes that both of us felt. ?Finally he broke the silence, "We gotta touch legs or something or we'll never be able to sleep." ?I had a better idea. ?"Do you want a back rub?" I asked. ?He flipped over without a word, and I straddled him with only a sheet between his ass and my snatch. ?I wore my favorite cotton sundress that night, without underwear, so when I leaned over to rub his shoulders, I felt my clit press against his tailbone. ?"Ohhh," I said, wiggling back and forth. ?He knew what was up, and he made a sound, like a rolling "r" but back further in his throat, that sounded like a big cat, "rrrrooowww." ?I loved it. ?The vibrations went all down my back and made my pussy hot. ????I was surprised at how warm and smooth his skin felt beneath my hands, and I couldn't get enough of it. ?I rubbed his shoulders and his back, and when I reached around to rub his stomach, he lifted so that my hands could slide underneath him. ?I had another idea, I said, and I took off my sundress and leaned over so that my chest lay on his back. ?Good idea, he said. ?Laying there on top of him, I had the urge to bite his neck. ?Right there, I said, pressing my wet lips on the spot between his shoulder and his neck. ?Go for it, he said, and I did. ?At first I bit him gently, but he said do it harder, and harder still, and the next morning, he had little red teeth-mark circles on both shoulders and up his neck. ?I could tell by his movements that he was getting into this; when I pressed into him, he pressed back, and suddenly he flipped over so that I was now straddling his crotch instead of his ass. ????And this was my first hands-on experience with an uncircumcised cock. ?He knew this, and he lay there while I held it and felt the foreskin slide back and forth between my fingers. ?His cock would have been perfect for my pussy; nice and thick and not too long. ?I slid my pussy up and down the length of it, making it wet and slick before I leaned over and licked my juice off. ?I took turns slowly jacking him off, watching his expression by the light that came through the window beside us and his hot body squirm underneath my touch, and taking him in my mouth, massaging his balls and squeezing his shaft while my tongue flicked the sensitive underside of his cock. ????I climbed back on top of him and started rubbing his cock over my clit again. ?By this time, my reservations were long gone, and I was moaning and making noises I don't ever remember making before. ?I leaned over, our faces were inches apart, and wanted to kiss him and fuck him so bad. ?But I remembered on what conditions we had agreed, and I went through the motions of fucking without actually fucking. ?From the look on his face and the way he was breathing I probably could have talked him into it, but when I felt the tip of his cock catch and start the easy slide into me, I raised up quickly and lay by his side.???He moved me so easily that I don't know how we got into any position that night, but in the next one, we were both on our backs, kind of side by side and me almost on top of him, with my leg over him and his cock still against my pussy. ?I rubbed it on my clit for a while, and then I started masturbating with my fingers and he raised his head up to watch. ?I was feeling so good that I didn't want to cum at that moment, and I took his hand and brought it down to my pussy so that he could finger me. ?We went through stages of seriousness and laughter, with him lightening the mood when we got "too serious." This was one of the laughing moments, but the next one was probably the sexiest of my life. ?The right side of my face was touching the left side of his, and we were both hot and sweaty. ?He moved his hand from my pussy and started to do something with it, I'm not sure what, but as we were laughing, I grabbed it and put his middle finger into my mouth, the finger that was wet with my juice, and started sucking on it. ?When I did this, he stopped laughing very suddenly and turned his head to watch me. ?I could feel his breath hot on my cheek, and when ?I saw him from the corner of my eye, the look on his face made my stomach flip. ?He looked, at that moment, like he had never wanted anybody so bad in his life.???By this time, the sun had come up and the room was fairly bright. ?We played around a lot more, with him flipping me around into new positions and rubbing his cock on my clit so that by the time we finally fell asleep, my pussy was aching for an orgasm. ?When we woke up, I accidentally brushed my hand across his hard-on, and I jerked him off while he lay there with his eyes closed and his arm around me. ?I knew he was awake, but he didn't make any noise. ?He moved and thrusted into my hand and came more gracefully than I have ever seen any man orgasm, and as his cum landed on my arm, from my wrist to my shoulder, he squeezed me close to him.???For months after that, I couldn't look at him without my pussy aching for that orgasm I never got. ?I ached so bad that I asked him on several occasions to give me one, because no matter how many I gave myself, I still wanted that one. ?But for some reason, he wouldn't do it. ?He finally told me that he refused because he knew it would mean more to me than it would to him. ?I didn't know what to think about that, and still don't. ?But when I masturbate, I sometimes taste his finger in my mouth and feel his breath on my cheek.