[MF] I (m22) moved in with my friend's girlfriend (f21); we started sleeping together. (Part 2/2)
The next day, Allie pretended like nothing ever happened. She came out of her room with a smile on her face, said she felt a little hungover, but that she had a great night. I didn't really know what to expect, but I knew I'd let her take the lead, and if she wanted to pretend nothing happened then that was fine with me. Better than her telling John and then dealing with that whole mess.
Things stayed very much the same for the next few days, until Allie had some friends over one night – and John was with his family. It was about 8pm and I was working on a project in my room while they sat around in the living room drinking some wine and talking. At one point I came out to get some water and stayed with them for a glass of wine before going back to my room. They ran out of wine after I left and chatted until about midnight before the friends left and I heard Allie walking around, cleaning up, then closing the door to her room. I felt a little disappointed we wouldn't get to hang out like we usually do, but the girl has a life of her own. I was thinking about calling it a night too, when my phone buzzes from Allie messaging me:
"Are you gonna come say goodnight to me?"
I was a little stunned. I've never gone into her room to say goodnight to her before, so this was a big power play on her part. (I found out later that this was an idea her friends had given her when they were apparently discussing our situation earlier in the night).
I convinced myself to just play it cool and act nonchalant about it, so I went to her door, knocked, and went into her room. It was very dark, but I made my way over to her bed where she was tucked in and as I said goodnight, I leaned in to kiss her on the forehead – trying to outplay her, you know? – but she was one step ahead and threw her arms around me in mock surprise, playfully locking me by her bed. It was an awkward position to be in, so I did a rather pathetic slow tumble onto the bed, managing to orient myself so we were lying next to each other. She was giggling and I was laughing too, and said "I was just trying to say ‘goodnight'!" She laughed and said,
"Do it properly then!"
I thought for a moment, then kissed her on the cheek and said goodnight, but I waited for her stamp of approval before I could leave. She shook her head.
"Nope, not good enough," she said. "Try again."
Did she want me to kiss her on the lips? I certainly wanted to kiss her, but that is a big move to make, and I might really be assuming a lot here. I decided to try kissing her on both cheeks, just to be extra cautious.
"Hmm, still not there yet" she said. Giggling away.
Alright, now I was feeling like toying with her a bit. Instead of kissing her on the lips, I decided to try kissing her everywhere else. I kissed her forehead, her cheeks, her chin, her nose, her jawline; there wasn't a single spot on her face that I missed – except her lips. I figured, if she wants me to kiss her so bad, she can ask or do it herself. She was tickle-laughing the whole time, and couldn't really keep still, so I had a gentle hand trying to guide her head to keep the train of kisses going. Her skin was so soft and nice to kiss, I really could have stayed there for hours. And her laughing was infectious. Slowly, the playful kisses turned more intimate. I moved myself around to kiss her left ear, I trailed down her neck, and the laughing turned into those beautiful soft moans she does when I rub my hands on her arm; she was enjoying this. We both were. Perhaps a little too much. I decided to tease her a bit more, and put my left hand – the one she was sucking on less than a week before – up towards her, letting my fingers gently touch her lips. She was starting to grind her hips a little bit now, her chest was heaving with some heavy breaths, and as I bit down lightly on her neck, she gasped – opening her mouth, sliding out the tip of her tongue to meet my fingers. But it was only enough time for a light touch, when I suddenly propped myself up on the bed, said "Goodnight!" and walked back out, leaving her in shock.
It didn't take long for her to message me:
"That was hard, my dude! I wanted to suck on that finger like an icy pole."
Up until that message I really thought I had the chutzpa to act totally calm and in control, but she broke all my inhibitions in an instant. I went back to her room, lay down next to her, and we had our first kiss. We were so into each other; we didn't care about anything else. For that night, her room was the entire universe.
I spent that night in Allie's bed. We made out for what felt like an hour, and I would have been happy to just kiss her soft, perfect lips all night, but we both wanted more. Our hands got adventurous, I felt her neck, her hips, her thighs. I was being cautious, but her shirt rode up and my hands found the warmth of her flat stomach and I had to ask – "Is this ok?" – as my hands started moving up towards her chest. She smiled and nodded. I didn't waste any time then. I felt her perfect breasts through her bra, cupping with one hand as my other hand guided hers down to the bulge in my jeans. She mouthed "wow!" when she felt me, and we were both in so much delight from being able to touch the person we've been crushing on for what feels like so long.
I didn't know how far Allie wanted to take this, so I took things slow. We took our shirts off, and I kissed across her chest. I moved down the valley between her breasts and kissed as much as her bra exposed to me. She has this fucking incredibly sexy underboob from the night-bra thing she was wearing, and it just drove me wild. I cannot explain how attractive this girl is. She ticks all my boxes and gosh, I just felt so amazed to be able to do this with her. She seemed pretty elated herself if I may say so. She took her turn running her lips along my chest, covering my torso with kisses and nibbles. Now that my eyes had adjusted to the dark, I could see how much lust was in her expression. She nibbled and kissed her way down my chest – her long blonde hair dragging after her. We were both still wearing pants, but that didn't stop her from kissing down to my crotch, where she stopped and took a deeeep breath in through her nose, like she was breathing up my scent. I had no idea that a girl like this could be real. She was doing everything to turn me on as much as possible. I loved seeing her dirty side.
We were both feeling pretty exhausted, as it was nearing 2am now, but we weren't stopping. We kept making out, and with me wanting to always smother her with kisses, we ended up in a spooning position with me kissing her neck. She told me to pull her hair a bit, so I did. She liked it a lot. I pulled her hair and groped her tits and bit her neck. She liked that even more. I asked her what else she liked, and she said she loved teasing me, making me want her, driving me crazy for her. I said she was doing a great job, but she should try harder. She turned around, moved my chin off to the side to expose my neck, and dragged her tongue from my collarbone up to my earlobe, where she stopped to give a deep, sensual moan. I was stunned; it felt like my cock was about to explode. She giggled in a bizarrely innocent way for someone who was acting like such a sex-goddess, then turned back around to our spooning position. Seeing that I was still in a daze, she said "You know, you can grind against me if you want…"
That got me moving again. Grinding through our pants, I could feel my boner pressing between her cheeks. I was lightly pulling her hair a bit more and moved a hand under her bra to feel her nipples – she let out a load moan for that. We stayed like that for a while, me pushing against her, her pushing into me, moaning together, feeling each other up. It started to become too much for me.
