I'm breaking up with my girlfriend after a very long term relationship. She's cute, very cute. She's nice, she's open, the sex is good. Yet I need some time for me, to discover myself and grow up. So I'm breaking up. To make things clear and avoid over attachment, I'm sleeping on the sofa bed in the living room, and she's sleeping in the bedroom. This is my last night at our place. A friend proposed me a free room if I needed space, which I accepted. My girlfriend is very comprehensive and let me go, not without being emotional. For this last night she wants to stay with me in the sofa bed. I'm not against. I appreciate her company.
The sofa bed is a not-so-comfy unfolded mat with springs. The curtains in the living room are almost transparent which let the yellowish street lights filter in the room. She's on my side hugging my chest with her head resting on my shoulder. She smells good, she cannot hide her emotions and I can feel it. I can hear her breath in the darkness. I imagine her sweet lips, I turn my head slowly and I kiss her. This is a very tender and passionate kiss despite the situation. Quickly the heat of the passion grows in our bodies. We already lost each others, so we don't really have anything to lose by letting all go. I roll over her. I kiss her with passion. I roll my tongue down, over her tender lips, sweet neck, and firm breast. She's already breathing deeply. She knows what will happen. She knows the pleasure she gets when we have passionate sex, and this time is very passionate. I caress her legs and lower belly. I go down a bit more. Her vagina is wet and I'm not surprised. I roll my fingers around her clit. I play with her pleasure. I make her cum a first time with my fingers as I know how to do it with her.