She was asleep in my bed.
This was not the first sleep-over we'd had, but it was the first where I'd finally gotten what I wanted... gotten a taste.
She was wearing my clothes. A grey tank top and blue shorts. I was a curvy size Large, she a svelte Small; my clothes fit loosely on her tiny frame, revealing her silky black bra. I couldn't help but focus on her plump, smooth breasts sloping into that bra, imagining down to her luscious pink nipples. I've always longed to taste them. Feel them hardening at the prodding of my tongue, perhaps lightly scraping them with my teeth sending shivers down her spine...
I debated whether or not to wake her up. To tell her I needed her sweet juices in my mouth. I chose to lean down and begin kissing her neck, slowly waking her up to my lips. She made a sweet, low mixture of moan and yawn. She was slightly confused, and asked me what I was doing. I didn't answer, grabbed her wrists, pinned her to my bed, and continued to kiss her neck. My lips brushed her bronzed skin, over her collar bones. The feeling of the bones under my tongue and lips sent warm jolts down my spine, causing my cunt to begin dripping for her.