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Chapter 26 by ofhabit ofhabit

Do you follow her?

Kissing in the hallway

You jump up out of bed, letting the printout waft to the floor. You half jog out of the room, and quickly catch up to Anne, who is walking over to the stairs. You place a hand on each shoulder, stopping her from walking forward, standing behind her and holding her in place. She stands still. You step in closer, pressing the full length of your body against the back of hers, bringing your head up immediately behind hers. Whispering directly into her ear, you ask "just how interested are you?" You keep your mouth close to her ear, breathing in it, on it. She shudders wordlessly, and says nothing. You resolve to work to where you are going as slowly as possible, to draw Anne out as far as you possibly can.

You lick her Anne's earlobe as you take your hands off her shoulders and slip them up underneath her pajama top. She is not wearing a bra, and your hands quickly cup the velvety firm flesh of her breasts. As you move your mouth down slightly to kiss her neck near her ear, you roll her nipples lightly between your thumbs and forefingers. Anne leans back into you, pressing more weight into your body. The flesh of her breasts is firmer than your mother's, and they ride slightly higher on her chest. You squeeze them gently, just as you return to her ear with a wet kiss, and Anne intakes her breath sharply, pressing her body against you even tighter, her shoulderblades against your chest, and her backside rubbing against your package through the layers of clothing separating you. Your cock is straining against your clothes for release, but you have other plans first.

You drop your hands back to Anne's hips, and spin her body around so that she is facing you. Quickly, before she can act, you lean into her, pushing her up against the wall of the hallway. With one hand, you pin her shoulder to the wall, and with the other, you lift her pajama top up, bunching it up near her armpits, hooking it over the top of her breasts. You drop your other hand to her hip again, so that you are holding her still against the wall by shoulder and hip. You drop your mouth to her chest, and Anne reaches out her arms to stabilize herself by gripping nearby doorways. You run your tongue in slow circles around one and then the other nipple, causing both to rise. You kiss her right breast, long slow wet kisses centered on her nipple, starting out with a mouthful and slowly pulling back and sucking in until you have just her nipple in your mouth. You plant kisses all around her left breast, small dry kisses, large wet kisses, delicate nibbles, spiraling in towards the nipple which you give extra attention.

You let your kisses drift downwards slowly. You kiss her sternum and her well toned stomach, letting your tongue flick out to tickle her belly button. You spread kisses around her lower stomach, your face brushing against the band of her pajama bottoms. Anne's body has been responsive to your kisses, arching as much as your hold on it against the wall will allow, but as you drift lower with your kisses, the responses grow smaller, more nervous. You are not sure exactly what she was expecting, but it seems that she was expecting everything up to this point, but nothing beyond it. You can sense her fright, but you can also sense her excitement.

You drop your hand from her shoulder, and Anne herself keeps her upper body pressed against the wall, her arms taut against the nearby doorways. With your mouth on her stomach and your fingers hooked into the band of her pajama bottoms, you slowly resume your downward kissing path, pulling the bottoms down just ahead of your mouth. Your lips quickly encounter soft short pubic hair, which you lightly suck and lick as you pass over. Just before you reach her vulva, you skirt around it, kissing instead her inner thigh, and you pull the pajama bottoms the rest of the way down to the floor. You spread her legs slightly, and return your mouth slowly with trailing kisses to the center of her being. Anne's smell is strong, but sweet, and as it fills your nostrils you have to struggle to restrain yourself from mauling her with your mouth as you center yourself directly underneath her.

Then?

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