"You're going to fuck me, aren't you?"
"Heh... well that truly wasn't my intention."
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Regardless of my intentions at first, the mood has clearly changed. This hallway is cold and dark. Walls tiled floor to ceiling. It wouldn't be how I would have designed it, but it serves the purpose. She stopped part way down the hall and abruptly turned to ask such a question. She caught me off guard, something she doesn't do much to me. now she has her hand against the wall, supporting her weight on one crossed leg.
Attitude is strong in her voice and her posture. The house is dark and cold. The storm has taken the power out and the backup generator on powers the essentials. I put my hand on her shoulder and turn her back down the hallway and direct her toward the master bath. This portion of the house retains all function and has always provided a hideaway during inclement weather. The attitude continues... 'What now?!? We just hold up in here forever? This isn't exactly how I was hoping to spend the evening, trapped in one room!!' I assure her that a quiet evening at home isn't all that bad.
We'd spent years talking about any and everything in the world. She's been a best friend to me for years. We've shared good times and bad, laughs and tears, holidays and funerals. Everything changed quickly awhile back, and while we both knew there were much deeper feelings inside of both of us, we had done a good job of repressing it. but there she was standing in front of me, arms crossed, toe tapping, head cocked and scowling in the most adorable way. I suggest she takes a shower, gets into comfortable clothes and I'll start a fire in the fireplace.
The master bedroom opens into a vanity area and walk in shower room. She takes her time walking around, snooping through drawers and the medicine cabinet, then disappears into the walk in closet. I begin to build and light a fire to take the chill out of the room. I hear the water turn on and she walks back out in the closet again and waits for it to come up to temperature. She reemerges only wearing a small cut lime green thong and messes with her hair in the mirror. I move to quickly to not seem as though I'm peeping.
Then a feeling comes over me...equal parts brazen courage and fear. The image of her long dark hair falling over her shoulders and across her breasts was burned into my mind. She had arched her back just enough for the curve of her back to pronounce her ass just perfectly. The brief glimpse took my breath away. I had quizzed myself a hundred times as to what I would do if I was in this type of situation, always to no mental avail. This day, I couldn't contain it. I stood up, turned the corner to see her standing immediately around to corner breathing heavily and she softly utters 'jesus, how long were you going to wait'.
With one swift motion I turn and pin her against the wall and she gasps as our lips meet for the first time ever. It begins gentle and soft, lips turning, tongues lightly and quickly grazing, and she moans softly. My hand finds the small of her back and runs down slowly to find a handful of her ass. The other hand comes up to take residence on the back of her head and immediately the soft and gentle kissing ignites with a heightened sense of urgency. Her fingertips bury into my shoulders, her pelvis thrusts against me, and her tongue is deep in my mouth writhing with a passionate fury. I pull back quickly and we both gasp and look into each others eyes with nefarious intent. She drops her hand and presses her open palm against the front of my pants and discovers my cock is completely engorged and all but ripping thru my clothes to get out.
'You're going to fuck me, aren't you?'
I reply 'Unless you say stop, yes. Yes, I am.' The only reply she could muster, as I pulled her hair to cock her head to one side and dove into kissing and biting away at her neck, was 'fuuuuuuuccccc kkkkkkuuuuhhhhh'. I took it for granted that didn't mean stop.
She pulls my shirt off in one quick tug and I spin her around the other side of the corridor and lift her up by her ass and set her up on the vanity countertop. Pushing her back, leaning her against the mirror giving me perfect access to her breasts. Her breathing quickens as I kiss my way down over her clavicle and down the center of her sternum and across kissing a circle around her nipple. Then across her chest again and around the other nipple...never touching them.
She was trying to move her hands in to undo my belt, but I moved her hands back and set them to support her on the counter again. She was about to ask why, but before she could even inhave to exhale those words, I drop down and suck her left nipple into my mouth firmly. I roll my tongue, increase and decrease suction, and then run my tongue across her ribcage to the other side and repeat. When I pull back both nipples are now rock hard and darker in color. I return and have seconds taking my time a bit more this time, letting them slide across my teeth gently.
She shudders and wiggles and sighs as I retreat. She reaches again for my belt and I move back slightly and drop to my knees and kiss her stomach and hips. Hooking my finger into the side of her panties a yank them down forcefully... right out from under her... and the effects of my teasing become very apparent. She is heated and slick. She almost convulses as I run my tongue up the inside of her thigh..expecting me to repeat down the other side she gasps... but I don't repeat. I dive right in.
Tongue extended, I sink into her and lick my way up in a violent motion. She almost jumps off the counter and almost begins to protest, but that's it quickly defused buy my lips finding and providing suction on the perfect spot. I unleash on her leaving nothing to chance. I was intent on setting a new world record for the 'first kiss to orgasm' category.
