Kindled flames.

At times, her tongue was on top of mine, at others mine was on top of hers, but at all times were our lips locked in wet, hungry kisses. Diana’s soft, candid moans were soothing and arousing music so close to my ears, her warm voice equal parts excited and placid.

She straddled my hips and only let the top half of her body press down on me, pushing her supple breasts down on my chest as she let me suck on her tongue like a lollipop.

{Fuck… That feels so nice. Kissing… I love kissing him…!}

God, I know it’s unfair to read someone’s thoughts like that, but it was such a huge boost in confidence. But even without it, I could tell Diana’s hesitation was gone. The way she kissed me, the way her hands caressed my cheek and my arm, it all spoke of a desire for pleasure as well as a desire to please. It was a feeling I knew all too well.

My hands went under her shirt, touching her stomach directly and staying there. Diana shivered on top of me, grinning into our kiss and giving my lower lip a nibble.

“Don’t be shy now…” she said. “I know you want to touch more, and I want you to do it.”

It was tempting to move my hands up to her breasts again, like on Friday, but our position made me realize I had yet to touch her butt, so I did.

“O-Ooh…!” Diana flinched in surprise before she began to chuckle. I squeezed and fondled her ass to my heart’s content, and Diana licked my lips in response. “You got me.”

I smiled sheepishly at her. She had such a nice butt, too. Big yet firm. Did she do some form of exercise? She had to, with a body like hers. I kissed her jaw, then went further down and began to kiss her neck. Diana raised her chin to let me do it freely.

“This is so conflicting…” Diana said, smiling and looking into my eyes. “Like you said, I have a good feeling about you, about us. I’m worried we might be going too fast, but… I want you, Oliver. I want you and I want you to have me.”

I swallowed. “You know… Recently, my life was turned upside down. I went from a friendless virgin to… Well, I don’t know what I’d call myself now,” I said with a small chuckle. “But many aspects of my life now seem to revolve around… sex. I worry that my girlfriends, or even you, like me only for my looks or… how good I am in bed.” I shook my head. “That’s weird coming from a guy, isn’t it?”

“No. No, I understand. That’s exactly why I’m worried we’re moving too fast,” she said.

“But maybe, for the person I am now… This is my way of showing I care?” I offered sheepishly. “I want to share this with you, for the both of us to feel good and to tear down the walls of shame and pretenses. I want you, Diana. I want to have sex with you over and over and over, but that’s not all I want. I want to know you more, I want to go on dates, I want to share my happiness with you and for you to share yours with me. It might be a long road, but if that’s one you’re willing to walk with me, I don’t see why we can’t start with this.”

Diana smiled at me, caressed my cheek with the back of her fingers and moved a lock of hair away from my eyes. “I guess that, despite me being older, you’re the one with more relationship and dating experience.”

“Hardly. I’ve just been lucky, or blessed to have amazing people around me. Luck alone won’t be enough, though, so I’m always thinking of how I can make things… better.”

Diana took a deep breath and let it out. “Okay, then. I’m convinced. I’ll walk this road with you… and the other girls. I’ll see for myself where it takes me. We’ll learn more about each other as we go, sharing the good and the bad. And… I suppose we can start by learning how compatible our bodies are.”

Diana sat up, still stradling my hips as I lay down on her couch. She grabbed onto the hem of her shirt and pulled it up, quickly taking it off. My heart almost exploded and my dick grew harder against my leg. Her chest looked somehow bigger in that black lace bra, and her skin was smooth and without any blemishes. But she didn’t stop there. Without missing a beat, she unhooked her bra at the back and threw it aside. My eyes followed the lacy black fabric for a brief moment, feeling a slight disappointment that I didn’t get to see her in it for more than a few seconds. But on the other hand… those heavy melons were free.

My jaw dropped and my eyes could’ve popped out like a cartoon character’s. I almost wanted to yell ‘awooga!’, but my brain received such a critical hit I couldn’t muster the strength to joke.

They were big, soft and creamy white with pretty pink nipples and small areolas. They were beautiful, perfect, as if tailor-made to my specific preferences.

“Abbamwa…” I coherently mumbled.

Diana chuckled. “With those previous claims, I would’ve thought you’d seen breasts before.”

“...I feel like I’m seeing them for the very first time all over again,” I admitted.

Diana leaned down, but not fully. She left her breasts hanging above my face, just slightly out of the reach of my mouth. My lips unconsciously parted and I stuck out my tongue. That was when Diana fed me her nipple, letting it fall directly on my mouth. I gobbled it up like a madman.

I opened wide and sucked it, running my tongue all over it while I also moved to grope the other tit. My fingers sank directly into supple, silky smooth flesh.

“Oooh… Mmmm, yes…!” Diana moaned.

With her nipple still in my mouth, I looked up at her and saw her with eyes closed, cheeks red and lips pursed as she let out soft, low whimpers. It was so damn erotic, I felt a familiar flame lighting up inside me.

I grabbed onto Diana’s waist and pulled her down. Then, I began to grind against her, the bulge in my jeans against her crotch. And of course, I didn’t stop sucking on her tits, I just switched from one nipple to the other.

“O-Oh…!” Diana’s eyes shot wide open, her pursed lips curled into an excited smile, and she soon began to match the movements of her hips with mine.

We kept at it for a long while, sharing kisses, fondling each other and dry-humping as if we were already having sex. I could feel Diana’s arousal in the intensity of her kisses, by which I mean she was almost shoving her tongue down my throat, which was amazing.

Eventually, though, she pulled away with a hard gasp. Breathing ragged, we both stopped moving and stared at each other with huge, goofy grins. Then, Diana spoke pure magic.

“Tell me what you want. I’ll do anything.”

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