Making her cum from cuddles [MF]

Ok, the title might be slightly misleading, but writing about making her cum in a bar reminded me of this. This story is the first time I made a girl cum without taking any clothes off, no fingers or mouth. Just our bodies being pressed together, hundreds of neck and ear kisses, and a very teased Carina. 

Carina and I met earlier that evening in a bar after chatting on a dating app for a couple of weeks. She was almost as tall as me, with long brown hair, pretty brown eyes, and a lovely tanned complexion. We ate, drank, and chatted without getting handsy at all. 

When it was time to leave, she invited me to watch a movie and cuddle. I didn't feel much of a spark, but that was a pleasant surprise, and I took her up on her offer. When we got to her place, we settled on the couch briefly before she handed me the remote and went to get into something "comfy."

I knew that whatever she decided to walk out in would completely alter the mood on this date. I had no idea how she felt and put on a comedy- not too romantic, in case we would just chill. But also not too crude, in case something ends up happening.

Carina walked out of her room in the most neutral outfit I could've imagined. A white tank top, see-through enough to notice the flowers on her bra, and a pair of soft, loose pajama pants. She laid down next to me and put her head on my chest. I tentatively wrapped my arm around her, and we settled in to watch the movie.

We watched the movie and chatted, but my arms never strayed; even when the blanket dropped down to show her ample cleavage, teasing me, I stayed strong. Finally, Carina got bored of waiting for me to make a move and pulled the "warm me up" card before pressing her ass against my groin and draping my arm across her chest. 

I pulled her in close and kissed the top of her head before admitting to her that I was not expecting this. She teased me about staying friends and wiggled her ass into my crotch, ensuring that all my blood would rush to my dick. I let my finger wander on her oh-so-soft skin and kissed her ear. Finally, she flipped around, and I slid on top of her to hold her as we cuddled in a position that can only be explained as missionary. 

Neither of us was watching the movie now. Carina was on her back with her long legs wrapped around my back, my arms wrapped up underneath her. My face was buried in the crook of her neck, and I was inhaling her sweet scent. In her words, "I was lying on my back feeling the weight of a delicious man hold me down, and giddiness was coursing through my veins as I felt his hardness." 

They say that everything lines up horizontally, and this case couldn't be more proof of that. Our bodies fit together perfectly, and I couldn't get the thought of slow, sensual missionary out of my head. Carina's hips slowly gyrated as she trapped me between her thick thighs. I wasn't going anywhere but didn't want to be anywhere else. We hadn't even kissed yet, but my lips softly ran up and down her neck, teasing her throat. 

I heard the most beautiful little sighs as we settled into being stationary. Nothing moved at all, her legs ensnaring my body, my arms wrapped around hers. My face pressed into her neck as I breathed in deeply. You'd think we were frozen in time if not for my throbbing erection. Most guys can flex their cocks with their abdominal muscles, but this time it was involuntary. Her soft skin and tight embrace had made me hard as a rock. 

Even sexier, I could feel her pussy radiating with heat, and it must've taken every bit of our collective willpower not to grind. I kept kissing Carina's neck and humming into her throat until it was slick with my spit. I guess French kissing isn't just for tongues. She reached up and put her hands on the back of my head/neck and kept me buried between her neck and shoulder. 

I kissed her ear and asked her teasingly if she wanted to stay friends, alluding to our earlier convo. She just pushed my face back into her neck and giggled, which felt so hot running up her throat under my lips. I just pulled her tighter and held her there, telling her I was not letting her move until I had an answer. She knew the options: remain as we are and continue taking it slow. Or shift over, let me kiss her deeply, and throw caution to the wind about where the night would take us. In fact, she spelled out those two options for me while running her nails down my back. 

Suddenly, Carina's breathing became quite ragged, and her nails went from light scratches to deep embedding on my back. She tightened up her legs and thrust her core into my cock. Unable to contain herself, she started grinding into me, pressing my dick between her clit and her belly button and emitting long, low moans. 

The answer was made for us, even without a kiss on the lips or anything more than a quick teasing touch. As her body shuddered and squirmed while locked in my arms, there would be no denying this. I nipped and bit at her shoulder while she pulled my hair and clawed at my back, finally just pushing down with my abdomen on her pubic bone and holding her still. She rode out the rest of her orgasm with me holding her tight, unable to move at all, and feeling me throb into her clit. 

Finally, I got off her and enjoyed her adorable embarrassment; she could barely look me in the eyes. But hey, I've cum in my pants, too; it happens to the best of us. We spent some time kissing and letting our hands roam a little before she slid her hand sexily into her panties and said just one word before we lost all inhibitions. 

"Dripping."

*Carina and I spoke about this experience later, and that's how I know what she was thinking and feeling at the time*

I know this one is a bit different than usual, but I hope you all enjoyed it. As always, thank you for following, commenting, and upvoting!