More Kisses.

Our mouths connect with each other and our tongues continue to go wild between our orifices and all the while my body was tingling with pleasure. I've done this with Isabella before a few times on the dance floor before at our college dance parties but now... I wanted some more action from my bridesmaid. I wanted her to really put me ahead of everybody else and show me a good time. I wanted Isabella to really take it to the next level.

Thinking back to our college years, when her and I were at the bars, the clubs or just having a dinner at Olive Garden as we had a drink or two. The times she gets quite intoxicated were the times that her and I kissed. Those were the times her and I groped each other on the dance floor, trailed our fingers around each other's bodies and lightly danced the tips of our tongues across the sides of our necks.

But that was it. That was as far as we use to go...

Although now, it'll be different! So much so! Because now is MY, yes MY bachelorette party! If I want to go further then I will get to go further! If I want to kiss and grope my gorgeous European brunette or have that same bombshell kiss me then you know what, I'm going to have her to hold, kiss and grope me!

At this point in the night, dancing with this gorgeous specimen I was already feeling on top of the world. I was so turned on by my beautiful brunette, exotic friend that my body at the moment was craving more attention. It needed her touch, that glorious European touch.

Feeling her hands pawing at my neck and the back of my head was making my body melt with joy. Her fingertips were so soft, so delicate, so... perfect. I wanted those hands someplace else, someplace more intimate.

My hands leave her hips, trailing along the her sides to the front of her tight and toned body, inching along to her stomach. I could feel the little ripples and ridges of her firm abs below the surface and it turned me on even more at just how perfect of a woman Isabella really is.

As my fingertips graze the top of her waistband she moans into my mouth and it was at that point I knew that maybe, just maybe I finally had her. My hands start to lower down her stomach, making their way into the waistband of her skirt. I play around with the stretchy elastic, trailing the edges before going down the front of it and playfully teasing my way towards her mound, trying to feel if she was as turned on as I was.

"Mmm..." Isabella moans again. "I can't believe..." she breaks our kiss but stays extremely close. The warmth of her breath still heating my lips, "What do you think you're do..."

I push forward, shutting her up as my lips mesh with her own. At the end of the day I love hearing her voice, her accent and that seductive tone. Although now, on my bachelorette party, on the weekend that I should get anything I want, that I should get rewarded with whatever I want.

There was one thing I was craving...

There was one thing I wanted...

There was one thing I needed...

At this point in time I didn't know if Isabella would finally crumble from the pressure or if she would hold strong. Today... Tonight... On this day, I was hoping to finally achieve the unachievable.