Hey everyone. So this is my first time on Literotica and I'm as nervous as I'm excited. I actually wrote this story for my partner; we do this thing where we write out situations involving us for each other. He read it and said it's good enough to be submitted somewhere, so here I am. All votes, comments and suggestions are welcome. Constructive criticism is welcome and appreciated but please don't be rude and/or abusive. I've done my best edit and proofread it and if you still find any spelling or grammar errors please ignore them. Enjoy! ^^
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It's late on a cold winter night. The air outside is still; anyone would be insane to leave the comfort of their homes and blankets and be outside.
We're on the couch in our home, wrapped up in blankets and each other. It's a holiday tomorrow, so we can stay up late tonight. We're lazy and cozy with each other, watching some movie. It's a good time.
The movie isn't particularly engaging, and anyway we're more interested in each other. Your fingers have been tracing lazy patterns on my thigh for quite some time now, and it's becoming more and more difficult for me to keep my cool. I wriggle a bit to get comfortable again; I don't really want to get out of the cozy cocoon I'm in. But you seem to not share the same ideas. Your fingers have now inched upwards, tickling my inner thigh. You have noticed my breathing deepening, and you continue your slow agonising pleasuring. I want to tell you to speed up and take me right there and then, but then again, my laziness and need for comfort gets the better of me.
As if reading my mind, and wanting to elicit a more intense reaction from me, you move your fingers even upwards. Your hand finally slips underneath my shorts; your fingers lightly brushing over my pubic hair, occasionally flicking over my now very sensitive clit. A moan finally escapes me, as I turn around to face you, to give your hand an easier access to me.
We are both breathing faster now, me from what you're doing to me, and you from seeing what you can do to me. Your fingers are working faster now, inflicting pleasurable torture on me. You slip one inside, which I'm sure you wouldn't have found difficult at all because of how aroused I am now. You don't slow down as you pull me in closer, parting my legs with your other hand. I am clutching on tightly to you now, and am so close to my release. My ragged breathing gives that away to you, and you stop your onslaught on me, pulling your hand away.
I start to protest, tugging your hand back in but you stop me and instead pull me onto your lap. The blankets are no longer covering us, but we don't notice. We are keeping one another warm now. All we notice is what is happening between us and how much we want each other. Our lips finally meet in a burst of passion and urgency. Our hands are roaming all over each other. I want to, no, I need to feel your skin now. In one motion I lift your tee up and pull it over your head. Your bare skin feels electric under my roaming fingers. You let out a slow exhale as I slightly run my fingernails over your back and slip one hand underneath my tee to cup my breast. I pull you harder against me, wanting to feel all of you all at once. You sense my desire and start to rock back and forth underneath me. Your composure is cracking now, a slow groan escapes you as I start to grind on you as well.
I can feel how aroused you are. I can feel the effect I'm having on you, and it's driving me crazy. I increase my pace, wanting to achieve the climax you had denied me just a while ago. This time, you too don't want to stop. Your arms are strong around me, locking me to you. We rock against each other urgently. We never break our kiss, and you moan in my mouth from how good you're feeling. That brings me back to my senses, and I stop. This time, you protest, starting to move again underneath me, but I can't let you climax so easily now can I.