A different kind of sweetness

When she leaned over to kiss me, my suspicions were immediately confirmed. It’s never going to be the same again, is it? It was slow, and sweet – a byproduct of the brownies we just ate maybe, but even just the sensation of how softly she kissed me made my insides turn to jelly.

“You taste like chocolate,” Charley muttered as she pulled away. She stared deep into my eyes, almost looking a little dazed.

Heart racing, I leaned back in and kissed her again, this time a little harder. Pushing her back slightly against the kitchen counter, she moaned quietly as I began to slip my tongue into her mouth. Slowly but surely, it began to get more intense – not hot and frantic as it had often been in the past, but purely passionate. I just wanted to be as close to her as physically possible, and I continued the kiss hungrily as Charley breathed out hard through her nose.

Finally, we both came up for air and she leaned forwards to rest her head on my shoulder, breathing heavily.

I took a second to savor the feeling of closeness as we stood there holding each other in the kitchen, but I knew we both wanted to go further. “Bedroom?” I asked.

“Bedroom,” she agreed quietly. Shooting me a sultry smile, she gently pushed me off and ripped off her apron, taking my hand. She led the way as we hurried over to the bedroom, and she giggled as I stumbled after her.

Unfortunately, as we made our way inside my clumsiness got the better of me. I tripped on the edge of a cabinet by the door of her room, and with Charley still holding my hand tightly she fell with me onto the bed, ending up with me on top of her. She clearly must have landed on something, because she yelped in pain and winced.

“Shit!” I exclaimed. “Sorry.”

“I’m fine, it’s just a hairbrush,” she laughed, maneuvering to reach underneath herself and grab it. “But you might have ruined the atmosphere.”

I was about to pick myself up off her and apologize, when the sunlight shifted underneath the curtains and illuminated her face. And seeing it, I quite literally froze in place.

She was genuinely a fucking vision. Stunning to the extent that it was really quite unfair. The golden light gleamed across her pale, unblemished skin, casting tiny shadows across her face that seemed to illuminate just how perfect every single feature was. She’d let her blonde hair grow a little since the beginning of the Summer, stretching a couple inches past her shoulders, but here on the bed it streamed out across her white sheets in an almost perfect circle like she was producing her own rays of sunlight.

Charley indulged me for a few seconds, then rolled her eyes after sensing that I was just going to carry on staring at her if she didn’t interrupt me. “What now?”

I felt like I could just stare at her for hours. “You’re so beautiful,” I replied softly.

All of a sudden her smile disappeared, and for a moment my heart dropped, worried I’d messed up somehow. But then she reached up to cup my cheek, and after gazing up at me for a second she pulled me down quickly and kissed me deeply.

I slid my hands up Charley’s shirt and she groaned into my mouth, opening up the kiss to dart her tongue across my own. I responded in kind and pushed forward myself, finally reaching her breasts and gently fondling them as our tongues danced.

It didn’t feel quite as magical and dreamlike as it had been last week – but that made me strangely happy. That time had been special undoubtedly, but here and now I wanted it to feel real.

I could feel my cock growing harder in my pants, and Charley must have noticed it too because she began to grind up into me as I continued to play with her tits. Finally, she gently tapped my arm, and I took that as an instruction to get off of her. I reluctantly pulled back, and she looked up at me with a slight smile.

“Clothes off,” she whispered.

I smiled back and stood up, quickly stripping down and watching eagerly as Charley did the same. My erection sprung free as soon as I was naked, and I got on my knees to help Charley pull off her jeans and panties.

“Eager, huh?” she giggled softly.

“Of course,” I murmured back, though I wasn’t looking up at her. I was focused solely on the sight in front of me – her flawless, trimmed pussy. Slowly walking forward on my knees, I planted kisses along the insides of her thighs, alternating between each side until I got all the way to my prize.

Finally, I quickly licked all the way up her slit in one go, and Charley gasped loudly. “Oh, fuck. Luke!”

“Any objections?” I chuckled, teasing her like she had done to me the first time she’d given me head.

“You…” she breathed, looking down at me with her eyes half closed. “No, never.”

I could feel her eyes on me, watching me with tense anticipation as I leaned in again, this time circling her clit with the tip of my tongue. Moving down to lap at her slick creases, her juices were already beginning to pour into my mouth and run down my chin.

Not bothering to wipe my mouth clean, I instead reached up to get my fingers involved, sliding them into her oozing entrance. Gently, I started probing in and out of her with three slightly curled fingers, nudging her g-spot as I suckled and kissed at her engorged clit up top.

Above me, Charley hissed in pleasure. “You’re so good … Oh, you’re so fucking good at that.”

Spurred on by her praise, I decided to switch things up. I pulled my fingers out of her snatch with a wet pop, watching eagerly as I watched the thin strands of her juices cling onto them desperately. After quickly licking them off, I leaned forward all the way, burying my face between her legs and shoving my tongue deep inside of her soaking entrance.

She groaned loudly as I got to work tongue-fucking her pussy, but I didn’t stop there. As I plunged my tongue into her snatch time after time, I reached up to rub her clit with my thumb, making her squeal.

“Shit … keep going, I’m close, I’m so fucking close.”

I could feel her hips start to writhe as she approached her orgasm, and I prepared to lock in for the final stretch. But regardless, it didn’t seem like Charley was about to let me go anywhere – I don’t know if it was a conscious decision or not, but out of nowhere she wrapped both her legs around my back, locking me in place.

Honestly, I barely noticed it though. I was lost in it all – her pleasure, her moans, her taste.

“Fuck, fuck!” she exclaimed. “I’m coming … Luke!”

True to her word, she pulled me in even closer with her legs in a vice grip as her pussy quivered and released a river of her juices, bathing my tongue and open mouth in her nectar.