So when Ellen firstasked me a few weeks ago if I wanted to sleep with her, I was absolutely honest that, yes, I did. Then I laid it all out to her, that I wasn’t going to ask her for it. She had to ask me, make the first move, all of that. Especially the first time.
That once we were together for a while, and I understood her body language better,thenmaybe I would initiate sex. But in the beginning,shewouldneed to be the one to do that, because I didn’t want to be an asshole.
My first two girlfriends didn’t seem to know how to react to that, which confused me, too. Apparently, they’d been used to guys pushing them for sex.
Although my admission to Ellen got me shoved back onto her bed and blown, right then.
Blown quite well, thank you very much.
I was going to reciprocate, except then Caseyhad returned and, of course, we didn’t have time or privacy to do anything else because she’d immediately knocked on Ellen’s bedroom door to let her know she was home, after having come in very loudly and making more noise than seemed humanly possible just for walking in a door.
Which left me feeling guilty, that I left Ellen hanging, but she smiled and assured me that was fine. That she couldwait.
That was a couple of weeks ago.
I’mfinallygoing to get my chance to return the favor. And I swear, even if we don’t end up having intercourse, I’m going to enjoy the hell out of this weekend, out of not having to share her time and attention with Casey.
Of seeing if there is a deeper attraction between us, or if it’s one-sided on my part.
I went grocery shopping earlier today, on myway home from class, so we wouldn’t have to leave the apartment until Sunday, if we didn’t want to. I think we’re going to have a great weekend spending time together, with no expectations.
No sooner do I have the apartment door shut and locked behind us when she’sonme. She wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me, and it takes a moment for my brain to process this development and respondappropriately.
Like dropping the bag and wrapping my arms around her.
We stand there, me leaning against the door as we kiss, while she grinds herself against me, and frankly I’m not sure that I won’t come in my briefs just from that. I slide my hands down her ass and cup her there, through the cute sundress she’s wearing.
That’s when I realize she’s not wearing any panties.
She breaks ourkiss first. “Bedroom,” she says. “Please?”
She giggles when I scoop her into my arms and carry her to my bedroom. The smile on her face, the eager energy in her green eyes—I’ll take the memory of this moment of perfection with me to my grave, I know I will.
I playfully drop her onto my bed and pounce, edging the hem of her sundress up over her knees. “Allow me, miss,” I tease. I push her thighsapart and she grabs my head as I lean in, pulling me closer, guiding me exactly where I wanted to go.
Fuuuuck me, sheshavesdown there!
I bury my face in her pussy and go to town, eagerly tasting her and using my tongue on her, and—
I feel the hand in my hair tighten, gripping me, pulling me away.
I was in thezone, man! “What’s wrong?”
She…doesn’t look…happy? “Um… What are you doing?”
“I…” I sit up, my brain scrambled, trying to make sense of this. “I mean, I’m… sorry? I thought you wanted that?”
Holy shit, my stomach hits my feet. Did I just do—
“Idowant it, but have youneverdone it before?”
I blink. “What?”
“Eat a pussy. Have you never eaten a pussy before?”
She’s…serious.
I’m honestly shocked and at a loss for words. “Uh…yes?”
