Thoughts

Fantasy

I look over at Ava and marvel at her beauty. The way her lips look while she talks. Soft and kissable. A dark skin beauty. Her hair drapes over her shoulders. My eyes follow until it stops just above her ass. Long and curly. Leading me to the curve of her legs. Back up to her ass, thinking how much I’d love to have a handful, no, two handfuls of it. How I want nothing more than to run my hands all over her body. I’d be in heaven. I’m just not sure she would be.

The way that I want her isn’t like anything I’ve experienced. I’ve thought about her since high school, but still have not let her know that I’d f**k her better than any guy ever could. Make her squirm, scream, and c*m from just my fingers. She could rub her p***y across my entire face if that’s what she wanted. I’m just too nervous to tell her. I don’t wanna ruin anything, I just want to make her scream.

All this races through my mind as she talks about school and how proud of herself, she is. The only thing I can think of is, let me show you how proud I am by making your legs shake. I feel like she knows how I feel but also may be nervous and just hasn’t said anything.

“Ellie, do you want to watch a movie or play a game? Some wine of course for either of those.”

“Or some music with wine while you twerk for me?” Bold. I raise my eyebrows at her as I said this. Watching her face for a reaction.

She laughs, “let me play the music and get some wine in me before I show you how it’s done.”

I scoff, “show me how it’s done!? I have a fatter ass than you that I know how to move. I think I’ll be doing the showing.”

“So what, we’ll see who’s better.” She smiles and gets up.

Laughing, “fine but I’m going first.”

If she went first, I wouldn’t make it to my turn.

“Whatever b***h. I’ll still do it better.” She sticks her tongue out at me. So of course, the mature thing was to stick mine right back out. We laugh and she hands me a glass of the wine she poured. I took a sip and it’s good. So, I damn near drink it all, to quickly calm my nerves. The last time she twerked on me I nearly put my hand in her shorts, but we were surrounded by a bunch of dudes. I don’t plan on holding back this time.

I get up and choose a song. She brings her chair to the middle in front of the TV and takes a seat. Wine glass in hand I take a sip before I play music and get to work. I have on these black shorts that could basically be underwear. They ride up when I walk so, I could only imagine how they look now with my ass shaking so vigorously. I look at her in between dancing and see that she is biting her lip. This motivates me to straddle her and start twerking/grinding on her.

Not sure when she put it down, but the wine glass is no longer in her hands and they’re now on my hips. I continue to shake my ass but stop grinding. I hear an annoyed? sound from her. The music is almost over at this point so I grab her hands and say, “think you could outdo that?” And get up.

We pick up our wine and drink. I sit down and wait for her to pick music. I’m so excited. Since the last time all I’ve been thinking is how to get in that position again. Longing to touch her. Feel her skin in my hands. She gives me this look of mischief and lust before she starts dancing. My p***y is excited too. Her ass is in my lap shaking so nicely. All she has on are underwear and a tank top so I could basically see everything. I refrain from touching her. I think she really gets into this music because her movements have changed. She’s basically giving me a lap dance.

Bending over further than she has, I beeline to the wetness her p***y has caused to seep through her panties. I can’t handle it any longer and touch her. First her ass, then her hips. Following her curves up to her breasts. I caress them. Feeling them out through her shirt. Waiting for a reaction, I hear a small moan. She’s slowed down her movements at this point. I pinched her n*****s. She moans again. Moving one hand at a time, I put them under her shirt. Damn, the feel of her skin. She’s so soft. She’s no longer moving, just still under my hands. I lightly ran my fingers across her belly to the top of her panties. Slowly I reached my hand in. Excited for the wetness I know I’m gonna feel. We both moan as I do. My other hand reaches up to her neck and leans her over my shoulder just enough for her neck to be aligned with my mouth. Feeling how wet she is, I rub her c**t as slowly as possible. Planting soft kisses on her neck. She moans out my name, “Ellie.”

I lightly grip her neck pulling her closer. No change in tempo. I put my fingers in her mouth and a finger in her p***y at the same time.

“f**k Ava, you’re so wet.” I am dripping just as much. She’s squirming and grinding into my hand seemingly unable to control herself. I stop. “I don’t wanna make you c*m just yet. Lay on the floor.”

We set up a blanket and some pillows earlier. She gets on the floor and takes her shirt off. Signaling for me to do the same. I do and get on the floor with her, putting her face in my hands and leaning in to kiss her. Soft. Just like the rest of her. She takes my breasts into her hands and caresses them. Squeezing, pinching, and pulling. Breaking the kiss, she covers my n****e with her soft mouth and I’m a mess. I loudly moan. She switches to the other breast, sending shivers up my spine. I reach for her and slightly push her back, so she knows I want her to lay down. Looking down at her I kiss her. Enjoying how we feel together. How her skin feels against my fingertips. I kiss her neck. Her shoulders. Just above her breasts. I hover over her n*****s and blow. Sending a shiver through her. I kiss her ribs. Her stomach. Her hips just above her panty line.

I grab the band of them and pull them right off. Her legs rested open, exposing her glistening wet p***y. I position myself between her legs. Admiring how pretty it is. My lips find their way to just above her c**t, teasing her. Hovering there for just a moment before I lap up all her juices. Sucking, licking.

Delicious. Her hands are in my hair with a tight grip. Moaning loudly. “f**k Ellie that feels so good.” Inspiration. I use my fingers. Sliding one in then two. Rubbing her c**t. f*****g her wet p***y with my fingers. I know she’s going to c*m soon. She’s grinding against my hand, moaning my name. Becoming increasingly wetter.

My p***y is so wet, I can feel it on my thighs. I stop using my fingers and use my tongue instead. Almost as soon as my tongue slides inside her she tells me she’s about to c*m. I don’t stop and she comes into my mouth. I leave nothing behind. Putting my hands on her hips, effectively stopping her from moving away. She screams as her orgasm intensifies. I’m close to coming myself.

I get up, take my shorts off and position myself between her legs. I slowly sit until our clits are touching. We both moan and I start grinding our p*****s together. We’re both so wet. So turned on. It feels amazing. Something I can’t even describe. Like we just fit together. Loving the sounds that are coming from her. The soft, wetness between our p*****s has me going crazy. I lean down to kiss her, still grinding on her. I bounce on her p***y, creating the most delectable sound. Through the kiss she can’t help but cry out about how good it feels. I lean up and reposition us to where she’s laying on her right side, left leg raised, and I’m bumping our p*****s together, watching her ass jiggle from the action. As I’m reaching another climax, I slow down, grab her ass cheek, spreading her open and grind as slow as possible. All sensation focused on our clits. My body convulses as another climax courses through me. We switch positions and keep going.

I’m touching her and she’s touching me as we get lost in each other. Coming multiple times until we tire ourselves out.

Laying there, taking a deep breath, she says to me, “that was so amazing. I’ve never c*m that many times.”

I laugh, also breathing heavily and taking deep breaths, “I hope it’s always like that.”