7 : silent waves, silent kisses

With her bra inside my baseball cap, hidden from view and my hand inside her sweats still, everything felt even much better. The world was conspiring to make me one happy dude. I could now freely cup her breasts, and move to caress them without worrying I would misplace her bra and some wire or cup or whatever bra part will be forming a shape on her sweats for others to realize her bra was loose. If someone noticed, we would be caught and how the hell will I remove my hand from under her sweats without others seeing the whole thing?

We were still carrying on a conversation with the rest but we instinctively took turns saying something. (ha ha ha) In my mind, I thought we did that so that at any given time, at least someone is quiet and completely enjoying all the pleasure we were giving each other.

For me, It wasn’t as much as the fact that my hand was under her sweats, it was more like she was allowing it to happen. We were only on the breasts part but the libido, the intensity was out of proportionally too high. That was because of the thought that she was surrendering her body to me. That she was giving in to the feeling, giving in to her lust and all that was unplanned, un-discussed and in full abandon. It was the availability of it all. The letting go that was such a turn on.

In between those thoughts was the anticipation of what can happen next. But I was not in a hurry. I stayed the course, still hardly touching her nipples, but enjoying the cupping. I took pleasure in seeing the goose bumps on her neck that predictably appeared.

I could see her spreading her legs, she was in pants, wider as I hit her nipples. As she did, I was imagining how pleasurable it would be if she was naked and doing that. And me in front of her watching her. Looking and enjoying at her own pleasure and enjoying mine.

That thought swept me, engulfed me.

I took my hand out from under her breasts. That surprised her. She jerked her body a bit. It wasn’t, but it just felt it that I moved my hand from under her sweats towards my face in slow motion. I could see her face, one inch away from mine follow my hand, looking at my fingers with some expression in her face.

She followed my hand up to my face, and then I opened my mouth and inserted my finger all the way into my mouth then licked my finger. She could see my tongue threading along my finger. She was looking at all of that the whole time.

I got my finger wet from inside my mouth, then I put my hand back under her sweats, she was still looking at it. With my wet finger, I touched her nipple, pinched it a bit, caressed it and made sure she felt her nipple getting wet. I wanted her to feel the sensation of her nipple inside my mouth.

She moaned.

s: have to keep stopping whatever paperwork I'm doing to check updates nga eh. Bitin to the max!

g: but you know what Franco? kahit lagi mo kami ni-bibitin... ok lang sa akin, nakakarelate ako masyado sa kwento mo.

s: what i did nga is keep myself busy the whole day so at the end of the day before i go home i could read the whole story na without any interruptions and with the complete story. seems i'll still have to
wait for the rest tomorrow... very original to dude...hahaha....