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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 3:47:53 GMT -5
While his mind tried to recall every lurid conversation he'd overheard from the guys about sex and women's bodies, he trailed his hand along the inside of her thigh, rubbing her skin there. He leaned over her, pressing soft kisses to her hairline.
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 3:49:59 GMT -5
Zippy opened up one eye, watching him, not sure what he was going to do. She figured he would manually stimulate her which she knew if done right could feel fantastic- but waited to see what he would do one his own instead.
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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 3:53:35 GMT -5
He ran his tongue over his top teeth, finally moving his hand to her mound. He knitted his brows in concentration, like he was attacking a particularly complicated math equation, and gently stroked his finger along her slit.
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 3:55:54 GMT -5
Zippy didn't move, or say anything. She had to give him the chance but was really worried for his confidence if she had to help him.
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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 3:58:14 GMT -5
He tried visualizing every anatomy book he'd ever read during his 'I might be a doctor one day' phase, and found what he was looking for with his thumb -- that little bundle of nerves that was apparently the key to eternal happiness, if the more experienced guys were to be believed.
He rubbed her there with the pad of his thumb, lifting his eyes to her face for some sort of sign that he wasn't totally botching this.
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 3:59:45 GMT -5
Well that- that felt good. Zippy moaned quietly, adjusting herself as she felt pleasure begin to build. She reached with her hand towards his curls, running a hand affectionately through them.
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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 4:02:58 GMT -5
Oh, thank God. He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding and adjusted himself beside her, gaining enough confidence to keep rubbing her clit with his thumb while he slid a finger between her folds and inside of her.
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 4:07:40 GMT -5
((last post for the night! They are great, I'm super excited to continue playing them. I love the way you are playing David!))
Zippy couldn't help it- she let out a small gasp, her breathing beginning to speed up. She could still feel his eyes on her. Zippy couldn't remember the last time a man took time out of sex to pleasure her like this.
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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 4:10:09 GMT -5
((I was about to say the same thing -- it's so late! Haha. And thanks! I <3 them! Night  ) He bit his lip, moving his hand against her, his finger within her. He knew she was enjoying it, he could tell, and that spurred him on to move a little fast and a little harder. |
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 4:23:51 GMT -5
She looked at him again, just to double check and make sure it was David- her David. She quickly looked away from the thought, and refocused on the pleasure growing inside of her. Her body stiffened as he continued to hit her pleasure spot- a moan escaped from her lips.
"Right there---don't...don't stop," She managed, gasping now.
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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 9:49:03 GMT -5
He nodded, obeying, continuing his movements, though he pressed a little harder. He shifted to angle downwards, kissing her neck, just below her jaw, scraping his teeth against her skin.
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 11:15:40 GMT -5
Zippy grabbed his face and kissed him on his mouth, immediately deepening the kiss so she could taste him, which turned her on even more.
Zippy moaned into his mouth as he continued to pleasure her, hitting the spot each time.
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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 11:18:41 GMT -5
He kissed her deeply, intensely, completely focused on bring her pleasure, and hoping desperately that he'd be able to bring her over that edge.
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Post by Zippy on Nov 29, 2011 11:22:21 GMT -5
She was nearly there- it just felt so good. It was the most intense thing she'd ever felt, and she focused on that feeling, holding onto it as she let out deep gasps into his mouth. She grabbed onto his waist, squeezing him tightly as she was finally sent over the edge, relaxing against him and catching her breath.
"Ww--wow."
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Post by David on Nov 29, 2011 11:29:39 GMT -5
He slipped his hand away from her, wiping his fingers on the sheet, and then grinned at her, looking mighty proud of himself.
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