The sun lightly caressed your skin. It was breezy. It was the afternoon at the height of spring. Your train was entering into Union Station and you grew exited at the thought of seeing your cherished friend, Amanda. You were coming into the city to celebrate an important occasion in Amanda’s life. You had no intention on missing this moment. You picked up your luggage and stepped off the train, flowing into the crowd. You make your way up the steps and see her familiar face.

“Veronica!”, she yells from far away. She’s jumping up and down, waving her hands in the air to grab your attention. She’s beautiful, with long red flowing hair. Her long dress flows as she walks towards you in her flower saddles and a bow in her hair. She’s spirited and passionate.

“Amanda!” you yell, waving your hand in the air back. You walk quickly towards you dragging your luggage along. As you finally approach you greet her with a tight hug. You congratulate her for her special day.

As you both start walking to the subway station, you share stories of your journey. Amanda shortly takes over the conversation.

“I have special plans for us, tonight!” Amanda says excitedly, “We’re going to a speakeasy I heard about.” You nod your head in agreement and smile back. “We just need to get to my place so we can put your luggage away, clean up, and change into our outfits.” Finally arriving at her place, she continues to give details of the nights events as you make your way up the stairs. The idea of a night on the town, in your sexy heels, and make up sounds like an appealing change of scenery than what you’re use to in the south. This night would be memorable. 

…

It was getting dark. The sun was starting to set as you both made your way to the entrance doorway. It looks closed. Not only closed but locked and abandoned. You noticed Amanda was a little disappointed while she started to ring the door bell. The steel gates were down and there was no sign of maintenance from the outside. After the third the third ring, a door opened to the side and the hostess signals both of you to come in.

“All part of the decor,” she explains, letting you both inside. What an interesting place, you thought to yourself. “Welcome, do you have a reservation?” she asks. You give her my name and learned that I had already arrived awaiting patiently in the back. I was way in the back, through the dark. The walls are painted a dark cherry, with a 1930s themed brass decor. You pass many candles as you make your way to my corner. I greet Amanda with a hug and a kiss, congratulating her for her special day.

“Hello!”, I said to you looking into your eyes with a bright smile. I approach you and give you a warm hug as if we had known each other for years. “I’m so glad you made it.” You relax and get settled in as you took your seat.

The night continues with drink after drink of the incredible intoxicating liquid of the gods. Every glass comes out more beautiful and colorful than the next. We start to talk about everything from life, to politics, to our own sex lives, which brings you to reveal some of your own desires and interests. Amanda would smile shyly but lets the conversation go forward. I was very interested to hear about your desires and at one point reveal my interest in writing. It was a form to vent my own frustrations from time to time, when desires were beyond reach. You laugh and laugh at my oddity… until I bring out my notepad filled with some of my writings. With interest, you flip through the book and started to read. You lay very silent as I glace at Amanda’s direction, sipping my drink and ordering the next round.

I’m excited as I watch your eyes followed the words on the pages. Your hand was starting to move slowly down your thigh, to your knee, and back to your thigh in a repeated motion. Maybe it wasn’t as silly as you thought. It was clear, you were quickly sucked into my words. As you finish the story, you put the notebook down and smile, reaching for your drink. You’re blushing. You tell me that you thought it was good. The tone in your voice is mellow. We finish our drinks as I signal to the waitress for the check.

….

It’s now dark and we all admire the full moon as we exit. We’re tipsy, flirty, and ready to continue the night’s events. Amanda rests her head on my shoulder as we enter a taxi cab.

After a few minutes, the taxi approaches Amanda’s house. We’ve reached our destination. We enter the room and bring our energy level back up. I search for the radio to start the music. Turning the volume up I start to dance and signal Amanda to join me. We continue with drinks as we dance the night away, you smile watching from the sofa, while thumbing through books and magazines. Amanda whispers something in my ear. She pulls me towards the bedroom.

“We’ll be a moment,” Amanda says. The door closes.

You sit outside trying to read with the loud music playing. It seems to drown out the sounds of Amanda’s moaning, and at times, you wonder what we must be experiencing.

…

Time seems to fly by and suddenly the door opens and I come out with Amanda, holding her hand towards the living room. We start to dance to the next song. We’re still high on the adrenaline of the night, yet every song continues to energize us. You seem to hide behind your book. I whisper in Amanda’s ear and then she approaches you.

“Your turn! You have to have fun! It’s my day, I want you to have fun, too!” you say wholeheartedly, as my hand reaches out towards you. I grab your hand and pull you towards me. You’re finally dancing. We seem lose ourselves in the movement. I turn you around, and then bring you close again.

Your warm soft curvy body feels great against me. My hands move around your waist, changing the dance style to the beat of the next song playing. You feel dazed. The alcohol is still running through your body. The bass of the music pulsates against your sensitive skin, and then against you heart. You can feel the rhythm. You can feel each move. You can feel my soft hands move from your waist line, up your back, across your shoulders, as they glide down your arms, to your fingers, just to spin you slowly around again pressed against me.

…

All three of us manage to pass out on the floor, together, with a few blankets and a comforter keeping us warm. It’s hard to tell how we got there, but we’re there nevertheless. Your body is off to my right, and my arms and legs are caressing your body. Amanda is to my left, behind me, caressing me. I can feel her breasts pressed warmly against my back, and her hand at my waist. One of my legs is between Amanda, and one leg is between yours. My hand is affectionately around your chest, caressing you close. The night is cold yet our bodies are warm.

I’m dazed but I continue. Warm, affectionate, my hands start to massage the softness of your glowing gentle skin. My hands start to explore you, moving towards your neck and then down your back. You’re nervous yet you feel the touch relaxing. Your hands move down your waist, down to my thighs and they rest against my hardness. You feel yourself wet and turned on by the sudden feeling of my manhood pressed against your fingers. You don’t move away yet you don’t turn around thinking you might still be dreaming.

I move closer towards you. My thickness lays pressed on your thigh, as I stroke your hair and slowly turn you around. Looking at your warm curves, without letting you say a word, my soft lips start to dance softly against your ever glowing skin. You can feel them moist against your neckline… in soft circles, moving up towards your ears, hearing you breath harder, as I gradually move across your cheeks and finally merge against your lips.

You can’t help to wonder if Amanda is awake. Can she see us? What is she thinking? Should you stop? Why does this suddenly feel so good? You don’t want it to stop. I start to move your legs around me. They caress my waist as I keep my lips moving down your cheek and landing on your chin. Just then, you see Amanda’s hand on my shoulders, as I move my head up to look towards her direction.

“Oh god! I knew I wasn’t dreaming…”, you think to yourself. “Maybe she won’t realize I’m awake…what am I going to….” Just then you see Amanda moving toward me to kiss my lips. You watch as we kiss passionately, and see my hands massage her breasts. She lays back down resting her head against the covers, only to watch us continue.

…

My hands start to move down your silky thighs, getting between you and feeling your arms wrap around me. Kissing your shoulders, the tension builds… waiting, you start to kiss my cheek. You’re so soft and gentle, and I can feel your delicate body surrender to me. I remove your bra unwrapping you like a gift and feeling my warm lips caress your hard nipples as you let out a moan. They seem to connect well but I hold on, letting my tongue move in small circles around the surroundings of your hard nipples. My right hand moves to bring your breast closer to my lips. I take you in with my eyes closed. My left hand is massaging you up and down your waist line, feeling your naked stomach, with my finger tips exploring your panty line. Casually allowing a finger or two under the panty line, following the contour of the restrictive fabric. Moving my hand lower, I can feel your wetness call to me. I feel desired and wanted. My hardness is throbbing. I can feel the blood pulsing hard and throbbing to be released, as I grow thicker to sink into wetness. I help you remove your panties, as I remove my boxers.

No words are spoken. Only our glances share our thoughts. Your panties lay artistically on top of my boxers on the chair next to us as you wrap your legs around me… feeling my thick hardness against you, teasing you, my arms wrapped around your body. Your arms wrapped around me. Feeling my lips kissing your neck, you can feel me throbbing and pulsing hard against your clit. You’re dripping with anticipation. The hardness moves gently against your love button, as I rock steadily against you. My delicate lips bouncing from one cheek side to the other, kissing your nose, kissing your forehead, kissing your chin…… and then finally landing on your moist lips as you simultaneously feel my hard cock sink into your moist wetness pleasing every nerve on its way inside you. It’s throbbing hard against the wetness of your tight pussy walls, engulfing me fully and welcoming me into your pleasure areas. You quiver in my arms and let out a noticeable moan. I continue to kiss you, as you feel me deeper inside you. Pressed against you, I slide out half way, only to sink back inside you to hear you moan once again. Your thrill and passion for my pleasure only turns me on even more.

I move up to look at you, helping to spread your legs wider. I absorb your sexy naked body, it’s curves, it’s softness, it’s perfection. I make you mine tonight, fucking you over and over, as your beautiful breasts bounce to my rhythm. You breath harder, moan louder, feel me deeper over and over. Taking my thickness out to tease your clit in small circles, then sliding back deep inside you. You look up towards the ceiling as you feel my hard cock thrusting harder and faster, feeling my hands exploring your body, my big balls bouncing against your ass with every thrust, with every pull, your wetness overflowing. I can feel your warm wet juices dripping down my balls, as my shaft enters you each time. You can’t hold your desire to orgasm any longer, and suddenly wrap your legs around me to bring me closer as your pussy lips tighten around me. You’re tingling, mmmmm…. yess…. then suddenly feeling a gush of your juices explode tightly against my cock. I hear you moan and gasp for air, and I easily keep moving in and out, to let the flow continue.

…

I lay rested with my back against the covers. Heart pounding, excitement still rushing through my veins. You’re laying in the same way next to me. After Amanda’s witness to our passionate love story, she approaches me with her hands on my shoulders, massaging me to help me relax. I bring her toward me and kiss her lips. The kiss is soft and passionate. You lay naked next to us watching as you collects your thoughts. I hold your hand as Amanda kisses me, and she begins to remove her panties. My kisses start down the side of her body, down her waist and bounce gently on her thighs. I spread her legs, revealing her wet juiciness to my eyes as I continue to lay next to her while she sits up looking at me on her knees. She moves to straddle my face and slowly begins to enjoy my warm tongue on her throbbing clit as she holds her balance with one hand against the wall.

My tongue explores her insides while her juices begin flowing. The wetness is like a sweet nectar, absorbed by my tongue and occasionally dripping down my chin. I enjoy every minute and can’t help to get noticeably hard. All of a sudden, I feel your hand on my cock, feeling you stroke it as I continue to enjoy Amanda’s facial. You climb on top of me, holding my hardness in your hand, as you slide me inside you. Hearing you both moan at different times is beyond words. You both rock your respective areas on me. You ride me harder and deeper, Amanda rubs her lips on my tongue faster. The moment is intense… too intense. Holding your hand with my left hand, and holding Amanda’s hand with my right hand. My strong moans are clouded by the pussy lips surrounding my mouth, as my hard thickness suddenly releases hard against gravity but deep into your insides. You feel the sudden rush of pleasure inside you and you stop moving long enough to feel the flow rise into you and start to flow back down. At that moment, Amanda releases her long awaited flow of juices. I try to lick and eat as much as I can while the remaining drops flow down my cheek and chin.

…

The following morning is silent. You start to pack your bags as Amanda helps you and I prepare breakfast. We’re all helping you get your things together to get back home. Once everything is ready, we enjoy breakfast in the dinning room table. Although we don’t talk about the night, we all seem relaxed and smiling. It was a night to remember, a dream never to forget, a journey beyond a destination, and perhaps a celebration unlike no other. We give our hugs and say our goodbyes… and least until the next visit.

You had managed to light all the candles in the room giving the atmosphere a healthy orange glow. I feel so relaxed after that magical moment. I feel warm and like I’m dancing on clouds. Amber, you, and I are comfortably and affectionately sitting on the small love-seat. I have the biggest smile on my face and admire Amber sitting on your lap with her head laid against your strong bold chest. She was always quiet fond of your hugs but she would tease you knowing you had just witnessed us together. Feeling you hard, she would purposely rub her hips into your hardness. Then she would laugh and stick her tongue out. I laughed. She relaxes back on your lap. I’m impressed how quickly she can appear innocent to devilish and back to innocent in only seconds. 

I’m quiet yet thoughtful. I can’t help staring at her. She’s relaxed against your body and your arms are holding her delicate innocent body tight. I’m a little jealous considering what just happened. Why wouldn’t she be on my lap instead? But Amber just seemed hard to figure out. I’m still turned on by her sexy smooth curves and how the golden fabric of the Inca Kola T-shirt, she chose to wear, delicately wraps her body. 

The candles in the room glow and highlight her beauty. The light seems to dance on her soft skin.  You look at me and our eyes meet as you reach out to hold my hand. You were always good at reading my thoughts and sometimes it scared me how well you knew me. I wasn’t use to this devotion from a man. We smile at each other, as the movie starts to play, while one hand is wrapped around her, and the other is across to hold my hand. You look at me with deep admiration and I can’t help from blushing. You move your fingers softly across my cheeks and move forward to kiss my forehead. I watch you as you whisper something into Amber’s ears. She smiles and gets off your lap. 

As you get up, you explain, “Sorry, but with all the excitement I really need to go to the bathroom…especially after Amber just grinded my balls a nice shade of blue!”. We laugh and watch you disappear into the back of the room with a magazine in hand. The door closes quickly. The candle light fills the room reveals our solitude as our shadows float against the brick walls of the apartment. 

…

Amber takes your seat and playfully rests her legs on my thighs while still keeping her distance. I start to massage her feet and tickle her a little. She laughs and squirms. She quiets down again. I start to move my hands up and down her soft smooth legs, each time reaching higher. Then she reaches out to hold my hand and our fingertips merge together. I pull her closer towards me. She resists at first but then she bends her knees, to get up, and rest her body across my lap. Her hair is laid across my lap and I start to stroke her hair. We both seem to be ignoring the movie but it does illuminate the room in an odd passionate way. I study her, while looking into her eyes. The longer I look the closer I approach her face. I bring her face up towards me as our lips press against each other like the gentle sea against the soft gains of sand on a warm summer eve. 

Her lips are melting against me and my heart beats faster and faster. I feel warm and her soft lips melt into mine. I blush and feel warm inside. I can feel the excitement flow through me as the first drops of wetness starts to flow between my legs. 

She moves closer to me, and moves her hands around my neck. Her hands move towards my arms and feel down the sides of my body. I lay sitting on the love seat while she gets up to face me and works her body seducing me. The love-seat is against the brick wall of your apartment so we know no one can hear us. If you only knew what was going on while you were away you would probably rush back in.

We start to kiss heavily, as I lay sitting still, flushing red in my cheeks. Her firm breasts warmly cuddle against my own breasts. She starts to kiss my cheeks and kiss my ears. I can feel her soft lips move along the circles of my ears. Her lips moving down my chest to land on my warm hard nipples. I’m excited by the way her lips embrace me. So soft… so passionate. I turnover my delicate body, submitting to her. My body tingles throughout my body. I feel myself moist for her and I rub my legs together to hold my composure. 

I move my hands up her thighs to reveal her wetness through the thin silky boxers she’s wearing. I bring her up top of the love seat with one leg to the side and the other leg at an angle. I kiss her belly and move lower to take her silk boxers off. I’m almost staring at her beautiful opening. Slowly, they’re removed off … lower and lower…

I bring her against me, as she holds onto the brick wall behind me. My lips kissing her thighs. Her bare tight innocence is before my face. I begin move my hands to her ass as I blend my lips against her pulsing pussy walls. Her tightness wraps around my tongue as I slowly move it up and down, passionately, sweetly, as only she deserves. 

Amber starts to moan and thrust her hips against me as I move my tongue in circles faster. Her taste is so pure and sweet. I feed off her sweet nectar, as it starts to drip down the corners of my mouth…down my chin…. it’s warm and delicate. She breathes harder and louder. She calls out my name in pleasure and asks me not to stop. I don’t… I won’t… I wouldn’t. Faster….deeper…. faster… holding her ass with a gentle slap while keeping her perfectly positioned to keep her satisfied. Deeper…. circles… over and over…. “ohhhhhh…..” she moans louder with every turn. She’s closing her eyes and seems out of breath…. “ooooooooooohhhhhhh ahh oh my….. oooooh…. “. I keep going… faster…. I can feel her warm clit pulsing against my soft tongue as it quivers with every deep lick. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhooooooooohhhhhhh Maaarrrrriiiiiii….oohhh…Marriiiiiiiiii….. fuck me so good baby, you …oh…you … aaahhh….”. I’ve never been this wet. 

Suddenly the rush of her wetness opens it’s full gates against my tongue, down my mouth and lips. I take you in as your juices energize me. Feeling you shaking and trying to keep your balance as you come down, and I offer up my hand for support. You look at me and smile. You’re touching yourself all over feeling the rush throughout your body as you look for something to put on. Your hair is a mess and your sweaty and red all over from the experience. You’ve never looked sexier. You walk toward the bedroom and find another pair of boxer shorts. I’m watching you from afar. 

…

As you’re on your way back, you slow down and knock on the bathroom door four times, but not stopping, as you make your way back to the couch. You’re fixing your hair and come back down to sit next to me. We don’t say much except smile and finally start paying attention to the movie. “Oh, I think I’ve seen this before,” you say laughing. “I guess I wasn’t paying attention.”

“I guess you were a little distracted,” I say, offering up an excuse. 

At that moment, the bathroom door opens up and you come out. You walk towards us and this time I get up, and let you sit down, as I sit on your lap, with my arms around you. I can see Amber looking from the corner of her eye but she doesn’t turn, as I say, “my turn!”

We sit as comfortably as we did before anything started. I’m sitting on your lap while I feel Amber reach out to lay her head on my lap. Your arm rests across her chest to keep her comforted and close. 

“So… what did I miss?”, you say while looking right at me.

It’s a warm summer night. The full moon adds a touch of romance to the essence of the darkness like fire dancing through the blackness as it enhances every curve and corner. I shut off the engine to my car, open the door, and step out. As I hold my car keys in one hand a cool breeze blows. The night feels vibrate and youthful as I walk towards the club, hearing the faint sound of music over taking the sounds of my heels hitting the pavement. Just a little faster, as I approach excitedly.

As I open the door, the Latin music is thumping strongly and the vibrations are felt through my fingertips. My eyes are suddenly enhanced. The softness of your silky skin captures me. Your body flows seductively with every delicate curve throughout your body guiding me closer. The room is dimly lit but some how I make it to my seat instead of attempting to get on stage to embrace you in my arms.

I glance the room and I’m more than confident that every other man watching you cannot possibly hold the desire and admiration for the beauty before my eyes. The way your hair flows back, your angel eyes, your soft silky legs and how your hips move with the music as you hole onto the pole, and give off your inviting smile. I even see glitter all over your body, perhaps it’s your way to enrich your perfection.

“Glitter,” I think to myself. “Interesting yet sexy…”.

You see me. You try to keep focus but you can’t help counting the seconds until your music is over so you can welcome me. I start to get lost in the moment, as my mind ventures into my memories of the moments when I felt your smooth warm naked body next to mine. The way you slept in my bed so deeply and soundly after we made love, while your cold feet searched for mine ensuring you that you weren’t alone. I remember those nights where your hair gave off its rosy essence and how you would smile when you would wake up at first enjoying the sight of me yet trying to seem nonchalant because you feared opening your heart too soon and getting hurt. You kept telling yourself they’re all the same, but deep down you knew I was different which scared you even more as you dressed yourself each time before we said goodbye.

The waitress interrupts my thoughts as she hands me my drink and suddenly I’m transported back to the present. I sit back realizing you are no longer on stage. I look around. You’re not there. A tall dark hair white dancer is on stage with more tricks on a pole than I care to witness. She’s not you. I feel as if I’ve just witnessed a live performance of the Kama sutra as every known position is revealed to me in the matter of seconds. I turn away displeased….. until I feel you near me as I turn back around and see you dressed comfortably and all washed up, with your bag in hand. I smile caught off guard.

“Hey, I’ve missed you! It’s been so long.” I say. I can’t help my attraction to your off stage appearance. The make up and outfits isn’t the real you that I’ve known. But this…this cleaned up natural beauty, this is you. The girl who knows how to make my heart beat stronger. Your natural beauty was far greater than any dream or fantasy I could picture in my mind.

“Yeah, I’ve missed you too! Let’s get out of here.” You say as you grab my hand and lead me outside. We walk closely together, keeping the corner of my eye on the look out for any creepy admirers, as I listen to you talk about your rough day as we approach our cars. You’re safely at your car. You appreciate that I showed up and help distract you from the creepy men that have no hope or reason near you. We talk for a while and I give you another hug, this time a little longer. Even though you’re tired, I still ask you over to my place for drinks and to relax. You’re hesitant since you feel exhausted but my smile and the way I hold your hand convinces you to agree. We drive off.

… My heart races, as I kiss you and open my apartment door, escorting you in. We pause while you sit down on my loveseat while I make you a drink. I walk to my room to take off my shoes as you enjoy your drink and make yourself comfortable, taking your heels off. You suddenly hear a gasp…

“Amber!” I say. “What are you doing here?” She lay there in my bed facing away from me. Her soft blonde hair was almost angelic as it flowed down her soft skinned naked back. The covers of my bed sheets barely covering her backside and her thin white yet tanned body was beyond words could describe. As a past lover who seemed to open up with me. She had been a strong conservative church going innocent girl and had become a fun loving sexual goddess of affection whose bisexual tendencies were revealed through playful acts of revelation. In the past, we were the best of friends which suddenly turned into many purely sexual encounters until the “incident” one morning. It was a phase where she had made changes to fit in that forced her to take on a lifestyle based on what other people thought. After her recent breakup with her boyfriend, she realized she wanted to be happy again. She wanted to escape her strict family, her disapproving church and her fake friends. She was on her way to start a life overseas and she aimed to have a final familiar night of passion before she left it all behind.

It was hard to tell how long she had been sleeping in my bed. Earlier that night she had found my emergency key near the door in an effort to surprise me only to fall asleep waiting for me to get home. She looked innocent and peaceful when she slept. After I turned on the light, she slowly turned around and opened her eyes. Her body is wrapped with the cotton covers as she opens her eyes slowly, surprised yet happy to see me. She turns around and smiles as she slowly wakes from her enchanted sleep.

“Hey… Hey! Oh my god, Hi! I passed out waiting for you to get home.” She states while yawning and rubbing her eyes, slowly stretching her arms in an effort to get up. She sways backwards weak yet calm. “I was hoping to see you before I left for school and let myself in after I saw you weren’t around. I hope you don’t mind. If you do, I’ll make it up to you.” she says playfully while winking, smiling and standing up revealing her naked body to me.

“Hi,” calmly saying as I attempt to formulate my words. I approach her, hug her and smile. ”You’re so sweet to want to celebrate your last days with me. I have a surprise for you. Something even better. Actually, not something but someone I want you to meet.” My hands grasp around hers as I led her outside my door towards your way. She laughs nervously wondering if she should have stopped me long enough to put on clothes. She’s still dazed from waking up suddenly and doesn’t think to argue as she moves in step with me before your presence. We tip toe through the kitchen, with only the candlelight to guide my way. I see you ahead of me comfortably sitting on the couch, enjoying your drink.

You’re surprised. Not at all what you expected on this night. Pleasantly surprised as you get up. Amber seems to hide behind me at first but realizes who you are and get out from behind me. ”Oh my gosh, Marisol! I’m shocked that you’re here!” Her forward hug towards you is inviting. “This isn’t how I expected to meet you,” she chuckles while turning around to look at me. “I’m so embarrassed.” She turns around and whispers, “I don’t know what came over me. I hope I didn’t ruin anything you two were going to do. I can leave.” Then joking, smirks “Or, I can watch,” as she head back to the bedroom for her clothes, not realizing we heard her. I look at you and decide to make best of the night as I quickly leap Amber’s way, grabbing her hand and bringing her towards me. I embrace her in my arms, moving my hands down her back, as my lips approach her ears, whispering something to her. You look on, not exactly sure what to make of the moment. Then whispering something else in her other ear.

She stands there as I head towards your directly. Your heart races nervously, as I get closer. I take your hand and kiss your lips. You close your eyes, as I kiss your check and then down your neck. I start to whisper in your ear. “As much as I wanted to have you this night, tonight will be different.” I reach my hand behind my back waiting for Amber to reach out, as I finally feel her soft hands. I bring her closer to us. She says nothing while I keep my eyes on you. You’re nervous, even a little red, but you trust the night, and I watch you both softly kiss in front of me. Your body feels a rush of energy as I bring her hands to lock with yours. You continue to kiss as I lead you towards my bedroom, allowing you two to enter, as I let go to light a candle. I watch her kissing your neck, and I carefully make my exit, quietly closing the door to give you your privacy.

….

It’s quiet…too quiet. My lips are smiling at the thought of my two adoring women together but my thoughts take over. I turn on the TV to distract myself. Then I turn on the music loudly as it fills the air with a hot essence. My curiosity gets the better of me and I quietly sneak close to the door. I open it quietly and slightly, just enough to catch a peak of both of you.

Like a shot of espresso, my eyes are awoke to what I see. Her lips are gently gliding down your belly, while your eyes are closed, catching you leaning back to enjoy yourself. Her hands are moving up and down your body. Your mind is peaceful with every touch of her warm hands on your body. You’re admiring her naked body, and you chuckle to think if you ever met Amber that kissing her would get you slapped. This is beyond what you thought possible but Amber notices your laugh.

“Sorry, did I do something wrong?” she asks worriedly. You don’t respond verbally. You only approach her closer to kiss her lips to continue the pace. You feel her hands wrap around you searching for the bra hook and suddenly feel yourself liberated from the tight clasp of the cotton fabric surrounding you. Your beautiful breasts are revealed to her.

Your fingertips flow through her silky smooth hair as you feel her lips on your breasts. Her soft lips seem to dance on your body like butterflies on flowers, moving from flower to flower. She gently removes your pasties with her mouth. That was sexy, you think to yourself. Your hands are massaging her backside, and you move upward to lay on the bed and allow her to get on top of you. Your hands are now lower, glazing across her ass, and down her thighs. They feel smooth to your touch. You quickly move your hands back up around her hips.

You’re face to face. She presses her body against you as she comes up to kiss your lips, feeling her tongue playfully in your mouth as her petite breasts meet yours. They’re warm and her nipples are hard which turns you on and rushes your own nipples to rise proudly against hers. You can feel your heart beating strong. It’s rushing faster and faster. This feels like a dream which you don’t want to ever stop. You realize it’s not a dream as her leg presses between you, feeling her thigh opening up your pleasure. You’re wet, you’re so wet. It over takes you.

She moves her hands behind you, at first massaging your ass and then under your thong. She moves lower and the thong follows down to your knees, then your ankles, then laying silently on the bedroom carpet.

Her small lips wrap around your hard nipples, feeling her explore you. Her thin fingers slide down your body and lay on your warm wetness. You let out a breath as your heart skips. Her finger seems to slowly sink into your tight pussy walls as you open your welcoming legs to her touch. She moves her tongue on your nipples in small circles and her finger seems to follow the pace, inside you. She whispers something in your ear but I can’t hear it. You whisper something back. Your moaning gets louder and louder with every gentle circle she completes.

I feel my own excitement witnessing this pleasurable moment. I attempt to quiet my breath while I continue to peak through the small open space from the door. My cock is bulging against my pants as I focus intently on Amber’s fingers moving in and out of you. I know the tight feeling of pure heavenly passion and only hope she’s enjoying it as much as I have. I continue to watch.

Your moans get louder and you start to say Amber, while your approach to your fulfillment begins. Her fingers move in and out and then resting on your pulsing clit, she presses gently. She moves to the side, and you take your chance to feel her wetness against your fingertips too. She’s amazingly tight too but you enjoy how wet you’ve made her. Your fingers start to move in and out as you hear her sudden girlish moan. You try to be gentle but sink in deeper and deeper.

Suddenly, “oh my goooooooood,” you yell out as you feel her warm tongue resting on your clit moving up and down, up and down. Her holds the tastes of your sweet nectar in her mouth as her fingers keep moving and her tongue keeps pleasing. Your legs are now weak and quivering. She sinks her fingers in deep again, then back into circles. Her tongue melting between your insides, as you try to keep your own rhythmic flow. Her warm wet juices move down you hands.

You can feel the rush of pleasure throughout your body as your climax approaches…faster…. deeper… small circles then to stop… circles and she stops again… deep …deeper …. …..faster… faster…. and suddenly…. your shaking body lets out a serine of absolute pleasure, your legs tremble and your face has never been redder as you uncontrollably let out a flow of your sweet nectar against her lips. You’re struggling to catch your breath but she comes up to kiss your lips. You can taste your sweetness on her lips, but you enjoy the feeling of her warm body caressing against yours. You continue to please her tightness, as she straddles you.

You move your fingers in and out of her quickly, as she reacts with small quivers thrusting her hips against you. You then rest you fingers straight up as she starts to ride your hand while sucking on your lips. Her eyes closed and hair flowing, her hips move faster and faster….. and then near collapsing on you as she moans out, shaking in your arms, you feel her sweet flow on your fingers, as you both embrace each other.

….

I pick myself up and rush to the loveseat, trying to turn the TV on desperately yet finding it hard to think. I stop, and land on what appears like a late night infomercial. You walk out first, very calmly in a Hard Rock T-shirt and shorts you must have found in my dresser. You appear relaxed and a little sleepy as you sit down next to me. 

“Hey, what are you watching?” you ask.

“Oh…umm… there’s nothing really on.” I look at your pleasant smile across from me through the corner of my eye. Then turning to you. I put my arm around you as you lay your head on my shoulder, whispering, “It sounds like you two had a little fun in there.” We laugh as you nod to confirm my assumptions.

“Thank you… ” you whisper and kiss my cheek. I smile back and start changing channels. Amber comes out of the room wearing my Inca Cola T-shirt and silk black boxers.

“What are you all watching?” she playfully questions. She sits on my lap even though we could squeeze her in between us. She laughs, “I knew it! I knew we were being watched.”

You laugh as well, “Yeah, she was whispering to me that she thought she could see you.”

“Did you enjoy the show?…. well?” she smirks with one eyebrow higher than the other. Judging by the hardness between my legs, I’m sure she knows that answer.

I interrupt, “How about a movie!?” You both look at each other agreeing. “Wait, Amber, is that glitter on your lips?” I reach out to remove the glitter pieces off her lips and cheek.

“I wonder how that got there?” she asks innocently. We all laugh. You rest your head back on my shoulders and Amber’s legs rest on us both as we get comfortable. It’s quiet, and we can hear the candles burning in the background as the approaching soundtrack of the movie begins.