Dinner was a success. Great meal, conversation and lots of laughter. The drinks went down quickly for us. Soon we find ourselves relaxing on the leather sofa. Cora Lee and I side by side while Tim sits across from us in the love seat. Cora Lee compliments me on my hair and reaches out and adds that its soft and silky. She continues to stroke my hair and Im seduced by that little act and tell her that it feels nice. She says theres nothing quite like someone playing with your hair so softly. I laugh and say theres something to be said for someone who knows how you grab you by the hair. We laugh and talk and somehow the I start to tell them the story of my first time.
The first time someone pulled my hair. What I felt and what it did to me.
I could tell she didn’t think anything of it. Didn’t believe that someone could have such a reaction
So I think a moment and tell her I think its your turn. Let me play with your hair.
Like a girl who knows how it feels, she turns around and I sit up to get closer, turn myself to face her back.
I dont go for her hair right away, my hands start at her shoulders and trail down her arms to her wrist, I repeat that a few times.
I feel her relax and then I play with her hair. Weaving my spread fingers into her hair catching strands in between. When I get to her scalp I close my fingers together and gently tug down. She’s so relaxed her neck doesn’t hold her head straight. With every tug I feel her relax more and more.
I continue to tell them the story of my first time. What it felt like for me and what I realized about myself. Some things that happen stay with you because you get such a visceral reaction. It reaches down deep somewhere and grabs your attention and forces it to be an imprintable memory that will never be forgotten, that every detail of that experience will be ingrained in you to forever stay with you. Marking you.
She laughed it off and said nothing like that ever happens with something as small as that. Only big things are recalled with such details. I smiled and continued to press my hand up the back of her neck and pull away with her hair between my fingers. My next pass up her scalp not only did I collect hair between them, when I reached the highest point at the back of her head I closed my fist with all that hair in my grip and yanked her head back. And Oh that reaction, her sharp inhalation as she was caught off guard. Music to my ears. Then the quiet moan just for me. Her body is frozen, a little in shock and a lot turned on.
Her neck is stretched out so nicely, I see her muscles straining and shes breathing like she’s run a marathon. So sexy and such a turn. Because at some point. This is how I reacted. Exactly. I lean forward and look towards the love chair and see Tim on the edge of the seat, his elbows rest on his knee and in front of his face his steepled hands. We look at each other and he gives me a slight nod and I lean down and lick her neck in one smooth and wet trail. She swallows and I follow it with my tongue. I hear small whimpering sounds coming from her and I close my mouth over the pulse beating at her neck and suck and lick at the same time and I feel her body shudder under my lips.
I kneel by her and look down at her face, see her eyes half lidded, her mouth slack and slightly open, so inviting. I lean down and inches away from her I ask ‘do you want a kiss?’ At the same time, I tighten my grip in her hair so she feels me. Theres an intake of air from her and one soft word escapes her lips. Barely a sound but so clear to me. With her next breath comes a ‘ yesss’.
Now with my next breath in, I also take in a knowledge that at this moment, she is mine. Tim sits closely watching but she has no thought of him. Her mind is filled with me. With my hand at the back of her head gripping her hair and controlling her movement. With me looking down at her. With me making her wait for what happens next. The knowledge that she wants this too. She wants to stay in that space where everything but us fades to black and its just us two. She wants to stay in the thrall of this new peace, this space of want, this need to stay floating. In the place where its delicate and can be broken with any sudden movement. Because I know its like being called home. It feels right. And I want this to be right for her.
I lock eyes with her and tighten my grip so she focuses. My other hand goes up to trail the back of my fingers along her forehead down the side of her face, her cheeks then down her neck where I start up the center. Feeling the vibration of her moan as I move over chin. My thumb rests on her lower lip a moment pulling back a bit so I see the shine. Her tongue slips out from between her lips snd licks the tip of my thumb.
I take that as an invite and rest my thumb on her tongue and she seals her lips around my thumb and rubs her tongue back and forth while sucking. I pull my thumb away only to feel her tamp down and suck it in her mouth more. I let her. Its her way to show her want. Her need. When I feel its enough. I tighten my grip and she gasps and when she does I free my thumb from her mouth. With the wetness, I spread it over her lips. The tip of her tongue follows my thumb.
I lean down and I rub my lips against hers barely touching. I feel her straining for that extra inch to press our mouths together. I hold her in place but feel her struggle. Enjoy it. And know she is too. I can taste her need and want this close to her and drop the rest of the way so our lips touch and she feeds on my lips.
My tongue she takes into her mouth, her lips wrapped around it tight and she sucks gently long and deep into her mouth as far as it goes and she’s moaning. My hand relaxes behind her head and I just hold her head. In her eagerness she sucks my tongue hard into her mouth and when. Feel its gone too far. My long French manicured nails dig into her scalp and she releases my tongue.
Her face says it all. She’s sorry and a little scared. Of me. Her eyes are wide and unsure. I smile and quiet her fear and say, ‘We have time, no need to rush’ theres a relief that I visually see in her. Her Head relaxes into my hand thats holding it more than her neck. I lean down and kiss her. I rub my lips against hers and move towards her cheek. I grip her hair and hear her gasp and turn her head so her ear is at my mouth. I take her earlobe in between my teeth and nibble with lips, tongue and teeth. She is making quiet sounds of want and need. I recognize them. I make them too. I makes me smile that im making her do it. Feel it.
I see Tim move to the other end of the sofa and is watching. His hands gripping at the armrest. Its such a powerful feeling to have people react in such a way they have to restrain themselves. I snap her head forward with my hand and it catches her off guard but I hear that telling gasp and they see each other. Her in this state of floating in this bliss that ive brought her. Him in a state of restrain.
He doesn’t want to break this delicate moment she is in. I whisper close to her ear, ‘unbutton your shirt for me. I want him to see you. I want him to know youre mine right now. Yes?’ I feel her try to nod her head but cant so she swallows and shivers while she whispers so only I hear her ‘yours’. I smile and tell her ‘show him whats mine’ She lifts her arms as if they are heavy but each button she frees makes his teeth clench, the next his nostrils flare, the next closes his eyes for a moment too long for a blink to be, the next he exhales loudly, the next licks his lips, the last makes his body shudder while we watch his shoulders tremble and his arms tense and his fingers dig into the arm of the sofa.
I take my free hand and trail my long nails over the skin she’s exposed for me. From her neck to her belly button her shoulders and across each nipple that hardens for me. So soft and gentle is my touch over her soft skin, as I move my hand she is tingling uncontrollably. Good bumps have appeared all over her body. She repeats one word over and over in a soft pleading voice ‘please’ I look to the end of the sofa and he’s gone. I look towards the hallway where I see him walking towards us and he stops behind the sofa and says. ‘I have the bedroom ready, lets move it there’
Fuck! @darling24-7 . Bravo. This is amazing. Anxiously awaiting what is down the hall.