We sit on the couch, watching one of the many movies we have discussed watching before. The room is dark, with only the light from the television for illumination. Our two bowls from the ice cream we've eaten sit on the table next to us. We are the only ones at home.
You sit in my lap, leaned up against me. This is our favorite position for snuggling. It has led to interesting and very fun times in the past, and is likely to do so again.
I lose interest in the movie. The feel of you in my arms and the scent of your skin has brought about other, much more pressing concerns. I start to rub your shoulders. I know that doing this will make you start to moan with pleasure. I love that sound.
As I rub your shoulders and listen to your moans, a third party begins to make his presence known. It fills my pants in record time as my minion becomes fully engorged. I wonder if you feel it- but I am by no means embarrassed.
Emboldened by my new partner, I scoot close as possible to you, ensuring that there are no doubts as to my intentions. You gasp as you feel me pressed up against you.
I cannot contain myself any longer. Thoroughly detached from the movie, I begin to kiss your neck, bringing my grasping hands around from your back as I do. They quickly find what they are seeking- your full breasts. Even through your shirt and bra, I can feel that your nipples, so sensitive and eager, already are awake. It seems as if they are begging to be touched, skin to skin. As my fingers gently pass over them, you begin to squirm- which feels wonderful against my cock.
It soon becomes apparent that I've run out of skin to kiss on your neck. As I reach down to remove your shirt, I start nibbling on your ear. This, too, elicits heavenly gasps and moans from you. Sadly, the shirt coming off forces me to stop playing with your ear. Not to worry though, for it is only a temporary distraction.
As your shirt hits the floor, the light from the television reveals to me that you are wearing my absolute favorite bra- the purple one. My excitement increases as I look upon the milky flesh of your breasts. Quickly returning to my previous task of kissing your neck and shoulders. My hands make their way to the clasp of your bra, deftly working to free the treasures which are trapped within.
As your amazing tits jump free of their purple prison, you reach back between us, finding your target with practiced ease. I shudder as you begin to stroke me, and I quickly grab both of your nipples to maintain my focus. For as much as I want to come for you, your pleasure is my primary goal. For that puzzle, one more piece must be brought into play.