Oral foreplay Stories

I was standing under the stairs of her apartment, holding a bar of chocolate. It was her birthday, after all, and I told myself I was only there to wish her the best on her special day. Just before ringing the bell, I felt the impulse to turn around and walk away. I guided my finger toward the bell, reminding myself of the last time I had been upstairs. Only two weeks earlier, the night had been sweet, exciting, and passi...

“I’m sleeping,” I mutter, my cheek against the cool pillow as he runs his hand under my shirt, up my body, hip to breast. My skin prickles awake, and I shiver, pushing my back into his chest behind me, pulling the sheets and blankets around us both. “That’s okay,” he jokes, “You can stay asleep.” If he didn’t know me, this comment would have slammed the door shut. But he does know me. He knows the difference between no an...