Ok, i'm going to start the story off with a little context. I wrote this story to sexually excite the love of my life. We were several thousand miles apart, and she encouraged me to share my fantasies with her, thus this story was born. The title is an inside joke between the two of us, and because of that joke, i now refer to this story by the name "Death Grip". I'm posting this here to find out what others thought of the story, and perhaps may continue writing. For the record, she liked the story. Also, for the sake of anonymity, any and all names have been removed from the story.
We're lying in bed asleep and in each other's arms. You're head rests gently on my shoulders and my head is facing away from you. All of a sudden I feel something against my neck, you're kissing it. I wake up, look at you and smile. We kiss each other, innocently but incredible all the same. Our kiss begins to get more passionate, our tongues meet, as I slide my hand up your shirt. I gently massage your breast as we kiss, and you slide your hand down my pants, massaging my already hard cock. This causes me to get more forceful, I take my hand out of your shirt and grab your arm that's down my pants, i roll us over so I'm on top of you, and I take my shirt off.
I grab both your hands, pin them to the bed above your head and kiss you passionately. I begin to get a little rougher; I take one of my hands off of yours and slide it under your shirt, forcefully massaging your breast. I let go of your other arm, and use it to take off your shirt. As soon as it's off I grab both your arms again and pin you to the bed as I kiss you again. While holding you down I begin kissing your chest, starting at the top and working my way down, and then over to one of your breasts. I kiss and lick your nipple; I gently bite it and pull my head away while my teeth grasp it. I kiss you again, and then let go of your arms.