Gimme some sugar

“Something light and sweet,” I said. I sat down on the lounge chair next to hers. “Why don’t you come over here and gimme some sugar?”

Kimberly sat up, still holding her top in place with one arm.

“Is that all you want, Michael?”

I chuckled. “For starters.”

She stood up and walked over to me. For a moment the sun haloed perfectly behind her head before she swung one leg up and over my waist. She placed her knees on either side of me and hovered her bikini-clad pussy half a foot over my crotch. If it weren’t for my swimsuit my cock would have been pointing straight up at her.

With her free hand she lifted her sunglasses from her head and tossed them back onto her chair. With nothing to hold her hair back she tossed her head from side to side, shaking out her long brunette locks. Then she leaned forward, slowly, staring me right in the eyes. I met her gaze and it was only at the last moment that we both closed our eyes; just as her lips touched mine and we kissed for the first time.

We started out innocently like experimenting teenagers. We pressed our lips together and that was it. She held herself there for a moment, then two. My hands reached forward and found her waist. She lowered her ass down onto my thighs, letting me take her weight. She pulled back ever so slightly as she did that and we both opened our eyes again.

The feeling was electric.

It was as though we were seeing each other for the first time. This time I closed the distance between us, raising myself up the few inches needed to find her lips once more. But I was a bit more bold. I allowed my mouth to open slightly, trapping and pulling on her bottom lip. Kimberly responded in kind by touching her tongue to mine briefly. That set off fireworks in my head. We were really doing this.

I was really doing this.

I was going to take this dream where I had wanted to go for so long.

We both became more and more aggressive. Her free hand snaked behind my head and I could feel her fingers running through my hair. My hands traced up the sides of her body and then followed the line of her rib cage towards her back. I pulled her towards me as I sat upright. For a second her arm holding her bikini top was trapped between us, but then she pulled it and her top free, tossing the small bit of purple fabric to the side.

I had my eyes closed at that point and I didn’t want to break our kiss to look down. It was enough to know that her bare breasts were pressing into my chest. That there was nothing separating our warm flesh. That soon I’d have my hands (and maybe more) on them.

With a second hand free she began to lightly trace her fingernails along the side of my neck. Kimberly pulled her lips away from mine and then dotted a line of kisses along my cheek and over to my ear. She gave my earlobe the gentlest nibble. It was all I could do not to moan in pleasure.

“Is that sweet enough for you?” she breathed into my ear.