An Uncommon Summer Romance

Looking into my eyes, but without saying a word, she took my hand and led me upstairs to her bedroom and a large king sized bed. Covering it was a pale green sheet. There were two bright yellow pillows propped against the wooden headboard. We sat down. A large, open window looked out onto the garden. Dappled sunlight filtered into the room and onto the bed. We lay down on our sides facing each other, kissing. We still had our shorts on. We continued exploring each other’s mouths but I was dying to caress her breasts and suck on her nipples.

I lifted myself up and turned around onto my other side, still facing her, but with my feet now pointing toward the head of the bed. I scooted down until I could reach her breasts with my lips. Of course, now my own little buds were lined up with Cheryl’s mouth as well! We used our tongues and our fingers to flick and stimulate each other’s nipples. I knew by her reaction that the electric feelings coursing through her body were identical to those flowing through mine.

Her wonderful tongue still flicking my nipples I felt her hand beginning to rub against my stomach, circling, caressing, moving lower. Soon I felt her fingernails slowly scratching up and down my engorged shaft through my shorts. I couldn’t stand it any more. I reached down and slipped them off. I was completely naked now. I returned to sucking and licking Cheryl’s nipples and Cheryl, with nothing to hinder her any more, wrapped her hand around me and began slowly to stroke. I spread my legs to give her access to my balls which she soon took advantage of, caressing and gently scratching them while I moaned softly.

She moved further down the bed. My face was now a scant two inches from the thin material of her shorts. I could detect a distinct bulge there. She took me into her mouth. Oh my god! Nothing had ever felt so good. She ran her fingernails lightly across my balls with one hand and slowly licked my cock head, moving her tongue around and around. She flicked her tongue behind the rim, that almost painfully sensitive ridge at the back of a guy’s cock, knowing exactly the sensations I would feel there. She alternated her hand between scratching my balls and stroking my shaft, bringing me almost to orgasm but then pulling back, seeming to just know when to ease off.