My girlfriend at this time was a beautiful young woman from El Salvador. She had perfect jet black hair that fell just beyond her shoulders, stood about 5'6", gorgeous brown eyes, wonderful legs, a 34 b-c (depending on the bra maker) chest, and all this on a fair skinned size 6 woman with an impeccable fashion sense. Had I been given the opportunity I would have married her, because as far as I was concerned she was the perfect package deal.
My girlfriend Anita and I were always going at it, we were the typical post high school grads, forever turned on and forever unsatisfied in our lust.
She was a virgin and had intended to remain one until the timing seemed right, and I'd always hoped I would be there when it was. Anywhere was a suitable platform for our lust, as we both enjoyed the risk of being discovered, or getting as intimate as we had ever achieved in the open air, places like the woods or open fields. From time to time she would give me head while talking on the phone, and I would pay her back at he next available moment, or we would fondle each other in front of family in ways that they would not be able to detect, all that fun behavior that seemed so right yet so wrong at he same time.
We had been watching a movie and she had fallen asleep, so I sat in silence watching her perfect chest rising and falling with the rhythm of her breath, it was so sexy to see her so peaceful and vulnerable at the same time.
She was wearing a white peasant style top with a wide neck, and a thin black skirt with some small delicate flower prints that fell to just above her knee when standing. I loved watching her, she was so beautiful and so sexy at the same time, it always filled me with confusing feelings of love and lust. Her bra straps were securely placed on her shoulders, totally un obscured by the peasant neck of her top, a view that always made my cock grow, I loved her taste in bras, she would not allow herself to be in something that did not in some way compliment her body regardless of what garment it was.
My hand fell to my pants, my fingers following the rigid form growing along the path of my zipper, it wanted out, and I was not in the frame of mind to deny such a request. I lowered my zipper and removed my still hardening cock from my pants, slowing stroking its length with my hands while looking at her defenseless body.
Normally this would seem like a sick activity, but it had once come up and she was quite excited by the prospect of being taken advantage of in her sleep, and she encouraged it whole heartedly.
Not wanted to wake her up, I very gently lowered my hand upon her gently heaving breast and sought out her nipple, which was not usually terribly hard to find through the thin fabric of her summer cloths and the thin material of her bras, no padding needed there, her breasts were firm enough to support themselves and she often went without a bra at all.
I gently caressed the small protrusion of the nipple on her right and most available breast, she released a soft sigh, and my cock reminded me of its ever longing presence.
I remained silent for some time, lightly caressing her breasts and toying softly with her nipples until I felt she had become accustomed enough with my caresses to not wake under a more pleasurable influence, so I leaned in and caught her nipple between my lips and lowered the neck of her top with my index finger, exposing the top of her bra before I finally found the limit of give in her top would allow me.
She was wearing my favorite bra, I'd almost died when she's exposed herself in it on night so long ago. It was nylon, no pattern, no padding, just transparent black nylon begging me look and stare and want all at the same time. I ran my tongue along the exposed flesh of her cleavage, made very accessible as a result of her position, and she let out another of her semi frequent soft sighs and moans, I was on the right track indeed.
My other hand released my now sore and unused cock and came to rest upon her leg, but she stired and shifted, I was having to much fun to wake her with a mere caress, so I removed my hands and stood beside her, my cock erect and begging me to squeeze it dry all over her sleeping form.
I leaned in and began to masturbate slowly and silently just inches from her mouth, the anticipation of my next planned action was causing shivers down my spine, shivers which prompted me to move on with my plan sooner than I had hoped. Before I knew what I was doing I was pressing the head of my cock against her supple lips, no movement, so I slid the head of my cock along her lips spreading my precum along her sleeping pout, and bend low to kiss her deeply as my had returned to her breast. Instantly she woke and returned passionately with her tongue. Her hand fell automatically to my cock, expecting to find it secure in my pants, and pulled away from my lips when she discovered its exposure.
