A T-Girl Romantic Interlude

I stand up to find your partially open mouth waiting for mine. You nipples feel only a second of coolness before they are pressed against my warm chest and further down you can feel my deep desire for you pressing against your own. I slide my hands up along your bare back under your shirt, feeling your warm skin and tracing the edges of your shoulder blades. My mouth slides off of yours and down to the hollow of your neck. I open it wide and give your neck a sucking kiss that rewards me with goose bumps sent racing across your skin. My hands go down your back to the top of your pants, slide around to the front and with a quick tug untie the drawstring. In a whisper of soft cotton your pants fall away to pool around your feet. Your womanhood is now free of its cotton confines and it stands out proudly from your body.

Your hands have been busy as well and a split second later my pants make the same journey as yours. Now my lust for you is also prominently displayed in the soft light that reaches our warm veranda. You turn me so that my back is to the street and lean me against the iron rail. I step out of my pants, as do you, and you kick them both back out of the way. You lean forward and kiss my lips, softly at first, then steadily building in intensity.

Now it is your turn to bring goose bumps as you move your mouth down to my neck. The heat of your mouth, the teasing of your tongue and the gentle sucking all combine to send tingling waives of bumps cascading down along my right side. But you don't linger there for long. Your tongue traces a trail so hot I'm sure it glows in the dark down to my left nipple. You don't tease it, you ravish it. Your open mouth sucking on it as the tip of your tongue flicks it quickly. The pleasure spreads like a ripple from a stone dropped in still water. You bite my nipple and the stone becomes an explosion, the shock wave rushes over me and pushes me out to that place where the far edge of pleasure meets the near side of pain. It's a place we know well. We've been there before.