Erotica: Seeing is Believing

I woke early. In my drunken state I had forgotten to shut the curtains last night and the bright sunlight blazed in, warming my face.

Overly warm I kicked myself free of my duvet and reached to my bedside table, my clumsy jaded fingers locating my half empty glass. Propping myself up a little, I managed to sip at the lukewarm water, grateful for the lubrication of my parched mouth. I licked my lips to catch an errant drop clinging to my skin, I could still taste her.

The weight of my fuzzy head pulled me back onto my pillow. I rescued the duvet pulling it up over my naked flesh and rolled to look at her. I lay perfectly still, watching her, inhaling her, forbidding myself to reach out and touch her she was still asleep beside me breathing quietly. I still couldn’t believe she was actually lying next to me, my secret crush asleep in my bed.

Taking my time I looked at her, properly.  Not the hurried, nervous and shy glances I had allowed myself so many times, nor the tipsy slightly flirtatious glances she had laughed off in front of our friends. No. I had looked so many times before, but now I wanted to see her, the whole of her, uneditted, without her trying to hide from my greedy eyes, without the pressure of real life to impede me.

Last night’s mascara was smudged under her beautiful eyes, it added to the slightly darken skin, no doubt a result of the very short time she had slept for, not to mention the one too many glasses of Pinot Grigio. Her cheeks were pink flushed by the warmth of the bedroom. A lock of her dark, now tousled hair had softly fallen across her cheek. The rest of her hair framed her pale face as if to accentuate it, although it was not as though she required any further marketing.

Carefully I pulled back the covers once more revealing her amazing figure. A textbook pear shape, her breasts were small, she had not required a bra underneath her opaque camisole she had chosen to wear last night. Her nipples teased and distracted me the whole evening, I shook the image from my wanton mind as my own cunt tightened with desire. Her nipples were dark, I resisted the urge to lean forward and take one in my mouth, to suck and caress it with my tongue for fear it would wake her, I hadn’t finished seeing her yet.

Her stomach was flat, waist line nipped in before curving out around her gorgeous bottom. She had told me she hated her hips, her arse, her thighs. Although she never labelled herslef as fat she worked hard in the gym to shift the curves, to match her size 10 top half. Looking at her now, her tuft of dark hair hiding the entrance to her pussy, her curves only made her more beautiful, more desirable. I fought with myself not to run my hand across her silky skin, trail my fingers down into her bush and beyond.

She stirred, shifting in her sleep rubbing at her face before settling back into rhythmic sleepy breaths. Her hair fell further across her face. I reached over and gently tucked it behind her ear, tenderly trailing my fingers along her jawline. I let them rest upon her chin whilst studying her delicate mouth. Her lips were irresistible, always soft and perfect, oh and that hot probing, eager tongue. Leaning towards her I let my lips brush hers leaving the whisper of a morning kiss on her skin.

I let my finger slide down her neck, over her chest towards one of her breasts. Squeezing her nipple gently I felt it respond instantly under my touch. Lowering myself I took her breast in my mouth, teasing her nipple, flicking it with my tongue, releasing and blowing on it as it stood hard and swollen. Moving to her other breast I repeated my actions until her nipples stood together like bookends, my head nestled in-between.

She stirred but didn’t wake. My tongue trailed a path to her mound, delving into to her neat wiry bush. Pushing it into her warm labia I inhaled her scent as I flicked and probed her sensitive clitoral hood. Moaning into her folds I felt the slippery wetness between my own legs as my sex pulsed with desire, begging to be filled. I wiggled my hips, squeezing my thighs tightly to quell the building ache in my cunt. My lips and teeth sucked, nipped and licked at her wetness, her juices smeared across my face, she tasted like the summer; sweet, hot, slightly salty.

My own body was winding up tightly like a spring, jolts of pleasure firing from my snatch through my core. I snaked my hand between the sheets and my hot quivering body, sex juice ouzed over my fingers, groaning as I pushed deeper, I dipped them into my slit. I needed my release, intoxicated by full imersion in her. Grinding over my hand I writhed my way towards my climax. I couldn’t help but moan aloud, my mouth vibrating with every touch, every twist of my wrist transmitting my pleasure directly into her sex.

Suddenly I was aware of her hips pushing forward into my mouth and her hand tightly gripping my hair. I looked up and saw her head thrust back into the pillow, breasts jutting out, tempting me for another nibble.

My orgasm trembled within me, behind my fingers as I continued to ride my hand, I felt it begin as my pussy clenched and spasmed. Closing my eyes I cried out, the sound muffled by her cunt pressed into my face. She gripped me harder pulling me closer as I squirmed. Pleasure flowing through me I lapped greedily at her with long thick strokes of my tongue. My hand covered with my own cum slid easily into her tight opening as I fucked her eager hole.

It was her turn to writhe and moan. Trapping her legs with my elbows I steadied her and pushed deeper, licked harder, flicked faster until her pooling juices were a puddle around her voluptuous arse. She came silently, face screwed tightly, limbs braced as her orgasm consumed her. I gently lapped at her clit as she bucked under my touch, her nerve endings screaming, a burning agony of bliss, until she was still.

I held her closely in the morning sunshine as she drifted back into a satisfied sleep. Closing my eyes I could still see her perfectly. Every curve, every crease, everywhere. Smiling to myself with her hot body wrapped in my embrace I drifted back to sleep. Seeing was definitely believing.

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Lily xxx