We found an interesting one and stretched out on the lush deep pile of the carpet.We found an interesting one and stretched out on the lush deep pile of the carpet. We snuggled close as we turned the pages, giving each other nudges and tickles, playing games with our stockinged feet (our shoes kicked off long before). As we closed the book, I turned to her and she to me. I leaned close to her, smelling her unique scent, feeling her hair with my face and touched my lips to hers. She met my kiss willingly, slid the book away and stretched out close to me. We intertwined our fingers and wove our legs together, my upper leg between hers, her upper leg over me. We pressed together and she felt my hardness against her. We were shaking from the excitement. We ran our hands over each other, exploring all the curves and niches of our shoulders, backs, bellies, and arms. I felt her bottom and traced out the curve of her panties. Our lips and noses explored each other's ears, hair, and neck. My fingertips traced swirls on her back. Tenderly they wandered over the roundness of her full hips, along the hot softness of her thighs, under her skirt, back up to her hip, and around to her bottom. I pressed our bodies together tightly, finding her ready mouth with long deep kisses. She nuzzled my ear, darting her tender moist tongue in and out, in and out. The shivers ran up and down my spine. With a giggle, she took my earlobe in her teeth, alternately nibbling and sucking. I brought my hand down her soft belly, towards her moistness, still outside her white brushed-cotton panties. She parted her thighs slightly, directing my hand to its goal. I felt her excitement in the warm wetness. I traced the crease where her thigh met her mound, the seams of her panties guiding me, and she began to move with my touches. Her hand moved to the bulge of hardness gathered in my pants. Down the zipper flap, between my thighs, and back up again her fingers pressed over and over. |