This follows on from Lottie and Tom: Part 1. For completion I suggest you read that before this. All characters are 18 or over. A massive thank you to all those who enjoyed reading the first instalment and left your comments. I welcome your opinions on this part.
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Chapter 1:
I awoke slowly. It was Sunday, the one day of the week where my parents shared my love of staying in bed. No one in our house rose before 10am on a normal Sunday.
Lottie had stayed overnight, which equally wasn't anything out of the ordinary, and we had elected to sleep downstairs in the living room together as we stayed up late to watch movies and eat popcorn. Or so my parents thought. The reality was much different. 2 days ago, Lottie and I had crossed over the 'best friends' boundary line. I say crossed over, we metaphorically pole vaulted over it when we stripped off and made each other cum on the living room sofa. We were now officially boyfriend and girlfriend, but we hadn't told anyone yet.
And so, once my parents went to bed at the reasonable time of 11pm, we waited 10 minutes then laid down on the sofa and made out for a few hours, groping each other a fair bit before going to bed - in our own sleeping bags, just in case one of my parents decided to come down in the night and check on us.
"Wake up baby." I heard Lottie's voice slowly pulling me to consciousness.
"Urgh," I groaned, resisting her as much as possible. "What time is it?"
"Half eight."
"What?" I exclaimed in my half sleepy state. I knew that if she left me alone I could easily fall back asleep. "Just let me sleep, woman!" I tried to roll over onto my side but found myself unable. Then I felt her hot breath by my ear.
"I want to give you a blow job." She whispered into my ear.
Suddenly I was awake and much more aware of my surroundings. I could feel her weight shifting on top of me as she straddled me and I could feel her lips next to my ear, her breath was hot against my cool skin. I opened my eyes and she moved back. Her long red hair, messy and dishevelled fell around her shoulders and down onto my chest, tickling my skin. Her emerald green eyes studied me as she gazed down at my face and her lips were red and full. Once again I had to ask myself how on earth it took me so long to realise how beautiful she was.
I pulled her down to me and kissed her passionately. She let out a small, "Eek," but kissed me back all the same. It was then I realised that she had unzipped my sleeping bag halfway and that my torso was now touching her and not the snug quilted lining I had slept in. When we eventually went to bed, she had changed into a sleeveless grey tank top and small, tight pink shorts. And nothing else. She took great pleasure in teasing me with that last point. Pulling up her top to expose her bare breasts to me and pulling her shorts so tight that I could make out her pussy beneath it. She had however, denied me access to both and we both fell asleep very horny, but she had promised that if I left her alone she would reward me in the morning.
She broke our kiss and sat up straight on my lap, her legs either side of me and her hands on my chest in support. "I want to give you a blow job." She repeated sultrily.
I grinned back, my sleepiness history. "Get off, then!" I said enthusiastically. Lottie smiled a toothy smile and slid off to the right as I unzipped my sleeping bag further and flung it wide open, exposing legs and sleeping shorts.
"Ooh! Already raring to go I see!" Lottie said in a pleased voice. Thanks to morning glory, I was already rock hard and my cock was straining against the fabric of my shorts. After taking a moment to check for no noise and that the door was still shut, I lifted my ass up and shimmied my shorts down my legs, kicking them off into the bottom of my sleeping bag. My cock pointed up at my face in readiness as I lay naked in front of her. Lottie went to grip my cock with her hand but I stopped her.
"Can you take your top off?" I asked. Her gaze flipped from my cock to my face and she smiled. "Sure." She rose to her knees, put a hand either side of her tank top and quickly pulled it up and over her head, exposing her luscious, pale, fleshy tits to me once again. "God, I love your boobs!" I said quietly.
Lottie giggled, "I'll let you play with them in a bit," she whispered, coming in to kiss me, making sure that her nipples dragged across my chest. I could actually feel them hardening against my skin. She kissed me lightly on the lips. "But I fell asleep horny, had a dream where I gave you the most incredible blow job, woke up horny and now want to try giving you that blow job."
"Mm! Sounds good to me babe." I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her to me. We kissed passionately for the first time that day. Every time our lips touched I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body and my heart rate escalated. How on earth I had lived without her kisses for 14 years was beyond me. She broke our kiss and shrugged off my embrace. Then after giving me a lusty gaze and a wink, she started to slowly kiss down my body.
I closed my eyes and felt her lips press together on my neck, then down my chest, between my pecs and down my stomach, tracing an imaginative straight line down my body to my raging member. My cock twitched when I felt her grip it lightly and I put both hands behind my head, relaxing further as I felt her kisses wind down all the way to the base of my cock, then up my shaft until she finished by placing the lightest kiss yet on the tip of my cock.