We had been looking at each other for some time at the club, which we frequented weekly, eager for contact, even if it was visual. I never knew how to approach anyone and she, like me, expected an attitude, afraid of rejection.
We got to know each other little by little, just through looks, sometimes intense and full of desire, sometimes full of admiration. I loved the way she danced for me, sensual and shy, insinuating and hesitant. This duality numbed me.
Having decided, I decided that that night would not happen. I needed to know her, touch her, discover her.
- Hey how's it going? – I approached timidly.
– Everything and you? – she replied, more shy than me.
- What's your name? – I asked
– Gabriela, but you can call me Gabi, nice to meet you.
– Gabi… – I repeated – The pleasure of talking to you is even greater than admiring you from afar.
She smiled, such a beautiful smile that made me tremble inside.
We talked until the end of the night, leaving the club as the day dawned.
– Call me this week for dinner? – I asked
– It can wait – she replied smiling.
We said goodbye with a peck, the first physical contact we had actually had up until that moment.
With every ring of the phone, my heart raced. I wished with all my might that she would call, that we could have closer contact.
Finally, she called. We agreed on dinner, which ended up lasting until one in the morning.
– Do you want to stay at home? It’s already too late for you to go alone – I suggested.
- Can I? Won't it bother you?
– Of course not, I’ll love it!
And we went to my comfort. I like being safe in my habitat, it takes away my shyness a little.
– Do you mind sleeping in my bed? I can prepare the sofa bed if you prefer.
– Do I mind? It’s all I want most… – she said
I hadn't had the courage to grab her yet, as much as I wanted to. I continued to treat her like a “visitor” in my home.
We went to bed after a nice, hot shower. The scent of her skin invaded my insides, mixed with the scent of strawberries and champagne from Victoria's Secret perfume.
I could not resist. I hugged her small, fragile body, wrapping her whole in my arms.
– Why are you shaking? – I asked
– I don’t know, that’s never happened to me. I'm afraid of you.
- Fear? – You are dangerous – she replied.
– I'm not dangerous, I would never hurt you.
– You are dangerous, yes. It's passionate, engaging, seductive. I can lose myself forever in your arms.
I softened. And in the pitch black of my room, I searched for that soft mouth that I had wanted so much, for so long. I slowly approached him, feeling his panting increasing as the distance between our lips decreased. She shook more and more and it moved me in a disconcerting way. Finally, our lips touched.
Our warm, wet tongues sought each other sweetly, softly, tangling, teasing, instigating.
I took off his clothes without rushing. Piece by piece, while caressing that soft woman-girl body. Thighs, legs, belly, arms, breasts. She caressed gently, with all the delicacy that soft skin deserved.
I took off my clothes, already bathed in sweat and desire, and laid my body on top of hers. I felt that completely wet hairless pussy touching mine. I started in an intense back and forth, rubbing my clit against hers, who moaned with lust and writhed beneath me. When I felt that she was already dripping with pleasure, I ran my experienced tongue down her neck and stopped for a long time on her breasts. One by one, I sucked, licked, nibbled and simulated oral sex with her nipples, as if they were her clit. She moaned louder and louder and began to roll with her throbbing pussy, begging for my mouth.
I went down, licking the groin, the inner part of the thighs, the labia majora, lightly. Now letting her just feel my breath near her clitoris, now passing my tongue lightly over her clitoris.
She pulled my hair, pushed my head towards her pussy, desperately asking me to suck her. I responded to her pleas, running my tongue all over her fragrant and smooth pussy, drinking that honey that ran down my mouth.
Holding her clitoris with his lips, he frantically licked her hard nerve, driving her crazy.
– Fantastic – she moaned – This is fantastic…
I continued like this, sometimes lingering on the grill, sometimes licking that entire pussy until she begged me to cum.
I put a finger inside her, pressing her G spot while increasing the rhythm of my tongue.
- Our! – was the only thing she could say amidst her moans.
I stayed like that until I felt her throbbing, pressing my finger inside her in an intense contraction of full enjoyment. I lay on top of her once again, until she recovered completely.
Refreshed, she turned me around and returned every moan of ecstasy I gave her.
She sucked my breasts with experience, leaving me crazy with pleasure, with the desire to be fucked by her.
And she answered my pleas. She put her delicate fingers in me, first one, then the other, filling me, making me feel like a woman in those hands. The throbbing flesh of my belly at the tips of those fingers and my hard cock at the tip of that soft tongue. I moaned loudly and came with a muffled scream so as not to wake my sister, who was sleeping in the next room.
She lay down on me and I came once more as she pressed her pussy against mine. I stayed there, throbbing in a second orgasm that prolonged the first, almost unable to believe what was happening.
We fell asleep holding each other, she lying on my chest and me, floating on the clouds.
