I thought it was the cold wind at first and pulled my comforter closer to my body. Well I tried to, but it was not budging and in my sleep-induced state I wasn't going to put too much effort into it. But my nipples were still feeling cold and then I felt it, a tentative lick. I slowly opened my eyes and rubbed at it before seeing a naughty Tamara looking at me innocently.
"Good morning," she crooned.
"Oh God! You're morning person." I groaned.
"Haha. I think sleeping is a waste of time. Especially since we recently found out how pleasurable it is to spend on other activities," she straddled me as she completed the sentence.
I smiled at her sadly.
"What?"
"I promised myself I wouldn't let the cynical me do this, but I can't help it. Why me?"
"I don't know. I've tried to fight it, I'll tell you that."
I looked at her expecting her to continue.
"What do you want to hear? It was not physical... not JUST physical." She added with a naughty smile and kissed my forehead. "I love how you stand up for what you believe in... " kissed my right eye "how proud you are of yourself... " kissed my left eye "how you don't conform to anyone's idea of how you should look or behave... " kissed my nose "and I love how you are not afraid of punching boys... " She ended with a chuckle.
"No kiss?" I pouted.
She held my face in her hands and bent down to capture my lips in hers but I suddenly pushed her away. She looked positively crestfallen.
"I... haven't brushed... " I said sheepishly.
"And I have?" She asked incredulously. "You daft little woman... "
"Who are you calling little?"
She answered me by repeating her earlier actions, except this time I did not push her. I met her kiss with my own fierce one. Before I knew it, I was biting her lower lip and sucking it in my mouth, tasting her, morning breath and all. She tasted different, sure, I would have preferred the taste of her lip gloss but the sheer intimacy of this kiss was just too overpowering to dwell on those frivolous matters.
I kissed her lower lip with both of mine before letting go and scrapping her upper lip, while my tongue went to licking the little bridge on the bottom. I heard her gasp and clutch my head harder. Not shabby for someone who just had her first kiss yesterday!
While I was reveling in my glory, Tamara took over and started exploring my mouth while slowly moving up and down my torso. I could feel the wetness forming between her legs. Without much thought, I grabbed the two beautiful globes of perfection that was her ass cheeks and massaged them over the lacy material that partially covered them and she moaned in to my mouth. Her movements became urgent and fast, but her tongue continued in its mission to take a detailed tour of my mouth.
I couldn't help it when my hands found their way inside her panties and started grabbing and pulling at her ass. She didn't seem to mind, though, she was practically jumping up and down on body and pulled her mouth away from mine as she arched over me. She was so damn sexy. The sight of this perfect specimen in its most liberated condition had me oozing out of my pussy and more than anything else, I just wanted some friction there. Somehow I managed to control the need to rub my hands against my clit, because I didn't want to disturb her trance.
Moreover, I could feel she was close. Her eyes were closed in concentration, she was still arched over me but grabbed my hand away from her ass and started licking my fingers as she enjoyed the sensations in her pussy; I was awestruck. I just wanted to watch her forever. Then she let go of my hand and urgently pulled out her big breasts from under the bra cups.
If I thought she was beautiful yesterday, I didn't know would see in her a goddess today. I just stared at her as she kept rubbing her pussy against me, her breasts kept bouncing as the proud nipples that were at least half an inch long dared me to suck them , her hair wild, and soft moans escaping her dry lips that she kept licking. She looked at me for a second, her eyes dilated, but also irritated with me for some reason. She aggressively grabbed both my hands and placed them on her voluptuous breasts.
I licked my lips and reverently grazed them with the tips of my fingers and Tamara growled. If I wasn't so turned on and lost in her beauty I would have laughed. She shot me a death stare and I grabbed them violently and she groaned again; this time in pleasure. I suddenly got worried if my parents would hear her, but decided I didn't care. All that mattered was Tamara's pleasure and I pinched her nipples softly.
"Harder... " she moaned and I complied, making her jerk.
"Talk to me... " she ordered.
"About what?"
"About what you want to do."
I looked at her, feeling inadequate
"I don't know how."
She stopped moving and said in the sexiest voice I have ever heard, "I can't cum if you don't talk sexy to me." She bent down and kissed me. "Only you can make me cum."
"Only me? Not Jock?"
She scoffed "He can't even turn me on like you do." One kiss. "Only you. Please let me cum? I beg you." One more kiss.
This was getting me more wet than I thought possible so I told her, "I do want to see you cum. But I want you to get there slowly. You know why?"
She started gaining momentum again and shook her head.
"Because you look so damn sexy like this. I want to see you move over me like this for as long as I can." I pinched her nipples hard.
"Aargh... " I muffled her scream by shoving a palm in her mouth.
"Do you want to cum?"
She moved her head up and down with my hand in her mouth looking too sexy for her own good.
I pushed myself up, slid her to one of my thighs, pressed both her nipples together and bit on them, but not before saying, "Then Cum... NOW"
I felt her make one tiny movement before her juices started dripping all over my thighs and she bit on my shoulder hard. She was convulsing over me and I felt a wetness on my shoulder, I pried her weak body away from mine and sure enough, she was crying.
"Oh my God! Did I hurt you? I didn't know... I am sorry... It's my first time. Did I go overboard with the talk...?"
