Go to your room

You walk up the stairs and actually jump into the shower, cleaning off and getting ready as you make your way into the bedroom. You clean up the room a bit, too, and you get a cocky little grin on your face as you realize your girlfriend is coming up... no doubt to help you finish what she started in the car. When you hear the knock on your door, you are not surprised to see Emily. She's changed, though, and she grins as your eager eyes glance over her chest. She's wearing a tank top, its thin fabric clinging to her hard nipples and letting you know she isn't wearing a bra. She's also put on a pair of pajama bottoms. Emily smiles as you allow her in, and as the door closes, she groans into your mouth with a passionate kiss. You drop to your knees, and Emily coos as you lift her shirt and your lips gently brush against her abdomen.

"I thought I was supposed to be... um... you know," she giggles. You reach up and palm her tits through the tank top. Emily groans softly. "Are you going to... you know," she asks, and you realize she's a bit embarrassed to ask. You grin, even as you kiss just below her belly button, but gently press Emily's boobs against her. Emily gives a slight gasp, but you feel her hand in your hair as you . You groan as your hands slide to her hips and you feel your lips brush her stomach. Your tongue snakes out and gently licks a long line from her ribs to just above her waistline. Emily's hands move to her waistband as you kiss her just below her navel. She begins sliding her pajamas down and you slowly move her hands away. When you look up, her eyes are heavy lidded and she is breathing heavily. You grin and slowly stand, fighting the desire to even graze her captured breasts. Your lips find hers again, your right hand finds a place on her left hip, and she brings her hands to your hips. Your left hand gently cups her cheek, and Emily moans into your mouth as you gently caress her neck and shoulder. The kiss lingers for both of you as you grin. "And I was going to strip for you," she murmurs as you kiss her again. "But you pushed my hands away?" She doesn't seem upset, especially as your right arm extends a bit. Emily grunts as your hand cups her taut ass through her pajamas. As you gently fondle her ass, you grin.

"No panties?" you ask and she grins.

"I thought I might not need them," she purrs. "Of course, we're not here for me," she adds. You grip her ass a bit more tightly and she lets a ragged gasp spill over her lips. "Are we?" she asks. As she pulls away you grin, and she matches your smile warmly.

You don't say anything as you bring your free hand to her pajama bottoms and gently slide your left hand palm toward her into her pants. The moment your fingers find her outer lips, she grunts, and you feel the warm wetness signaling her arousal. Emily grunts as she feels your intent, and her arms slide up to your own as she braces against you. "Oh," she murmurs. You lean in for a quick kiss, and as your lips touch, you slide your index and middle finger into her. She sighs, and you grin as you realize she is enjoying herself completely. You glance down at her covered breasts and take delight in her hardening nipples.

When you glance at her face Emily nods slightly. "You can look at them," she purrs. "I'm not shy now." You kiss her again and let your thumb brush her clit. Emily shudders suddenly. "Oh wow," she whispers. "John, I think you're going to make me cum," she groans. She actually gently thrusts against you and she moans as you meet her thrust. "I'm so hot from earlier," she mumurs. "So wet after sucking your cock," she adds. You feel yourself twitch a bit as she continues. "And here I thought my guy wanted to finish that off. Instead, he's working so hard to finger me. You like watching me cum?" she asks. You kiss her again, and she groans. "Please," she moans. "Make me cum John." You glance down at her tits for just a moment, caught in how her nipples are poking even further through the fabric. Despite your desire, you continue instead working Emily's warm, accepting pussy into a fervor.

Emily's groans turn into a whimper, and your hand finds her shoulder. "Cum for me," you whisper, and you do your best to add an authoritative tone to the request. Emily nods, looking down at your hand in her pajama bottoms. That seems to set her off, and you feel a warm flood slide over your fingers as you continue to rub her pussy and finger her g-spot through her long orgasm. The spongy flesh of her pussy becomes tight as her lips slap around your fingers, spasming wonderfully as she leans forward, slumped against you. As you pull out of her pussy, she grabs your hand and pulls it to her lips. She takes your middle and index fingers in her mouth, and it's your turn to groan as she slowly slurps and licks your fingers cleans.

"As I am quickly learning, you are amazing," she says, beaming. "And I'm going to get you to bed so you can enjoy what I have planned for you. You bring out a bit of a submissive streak in me," she notes. "Which is pretty fun. Not my normal, you know? And just so we're on the same page, I'm going to continue that blowjob from this morning. Unless there's something else you might want to do?"