The air was warm and we were tired, but it was the perfect way to end the evening, unless I was going to get laid.The air was warm and we were tired, but it was the perfect way to end the evening, unless I was going to get laid. I think women misunderstand men's sex drive as an inability to be romantic. If I think something's romantic, it's going to get me excited, and I'm usually going to want to get fucked silly afterwards. It's rare that I think something's REALLY romantic, and then I don't feel sexually excited. Anyway, Christine and Marc both felt like going home (separately), and we all said goodnight, except Kati and I. Christine looked a little annoyed, but kept it to herself (Kati HAD met me first, after all). And Kati and I walked back to my room. Immediately inside she turned to me and hugged me, squeezing me close to her, and we started kissing lightly. She was obviously very tactile, but not uncontrolled or seethingly hot under the collar... oh well. I was enjoying her company. I was starting to get an aching erection, and did nothing to hide it; on the contrary, I pressed it into her hip while we stood, legs beginning to entwine. We sat down on the couch; well, ok we LAY down on the couch as best we could, and started some light petting. I had to feel that chest. I moved my right hand up her shirt and outlined the edges of her right breast, avoiding massaging the nipples for a bit (make her WANT it), and moved further up and started touching her neck. That made her moan a little. That first skin contact on the neck is soooo sensitive. But I returned and started pressing in and softly massaging her. I think she blew a gasket. She started moaning louder and moving closer, and her hands started moving around in a flurry. She got bolder and moved her left hand down to my crotch, but too softly and too quickly before moving away again. I was starting to get really frustrated now, but I tried to restrain myself. I had been touching Kati for almost four hours since seeing Christine stroke her pussy, and I really needed to come, any way she wanted, NOW. But I held back; I didn't want to scare her, I just wanted to encourage her. So I started getting more vocal and touching her with more enthusiasm, and I said (the first thing since coming back to the room), "Kati, I'm really attracted to you, and I'm also really excited. |