Alice and I

Without even thinking about it, I lightly bit the side of her neck, which she had exposed to me by moving forward, her hair falling to the other side of her. She moaned and giggled.

"Do that again," She said almost breathlessly.

I did, further down this time. There was no giggle, only a long, quiet moan. It might have been nothing really, but to me, it was the most erotic sound I'd ever heard her make so far.

"God, that feels good," She whispered. "No one's ever bitten me before..."

I kissed further down the side of her neck while she kept her face near my ear, which meant I could hear every little sound she was making. It was almost impossible to believe I was making her breathe like that. I bit her again when I reached the point where her neck curved into her shoulder, and further along on the very end of her collarbone. This produced a big reaction.

She moaned even louder.

I bit her again and she gasped. For a moment, I thought I'd hurt her but when I looked, she was smiling and biting her bottom lip. She saw me looking and immediately kissed my lips again, deep and slow. When she stopped, she looked me in the eye.

"You are okay with all of this, right now, aren't you?"

I couldn't help but smile about her asking. Even now, it was nice to know she was considering my feelings. "Yes. I really am. You?"

"Arun, I am really fucking turned on. You have no idea how long I've been wanting to do this."

My reply to that was to lean in and bite the side of her neck again, rewarded by a low moan before I started to kiss downwards towards the hollow in her neck. She simply kept her hands on the back of my head, grasping locks of my hair.

Without even really being aware of doing it, I put my hands on her hips and slowly began to rub upwards as I kissed along her collarbone, biting it now and then but keeping it as unpredictable as I could. The left shoulder strap over her tank top had slowly moved over the curve of her shoulder and was threatening to fall at any moment. I watched her reach over to it and push it over, so all of a sudden, her neckline dipped a significant amount.

The upper swell of her left breast came into view, along with even more cleavage and a view of the inside of her right breast. I couldn't help but stare. They were actually bigger than I'd realised. I'm not sure how it escaped my attention before. With my heartbeat pulsing in my neck, I leaned in to kiss under her collarbone, licking it briefly. I kissed down slowly until I reached the top swell of her left breast and felt her suddenly press down on me with her body and grind forward a little.

For a moment I was still, just absorbing the sensation of her movement on such a sensitive area. She must have been aware there and then that I was hard. I wondered what that made her feel. I kissed her breast again, even lower, leaving a trail until I stopped right above her neckline. She arched her back slightly, causing her breast to rise up a little, and making her nipple catch my attention. It was pushing against the fabric of her top, clearly erect.

I looked up at her and she returned my look. She moved back a touch and smiled, biting her bottom lip as she brought her hand up and slowly took down the other strap so her tank top was now resting on her ample breasts. She was waiting. I looked at her chest a moment and realised she was still breathing a little harder than normal. She was still affected.

On a whim, I brought up two of my fingers and put them on either side of her nipple, over the fabric, and I squeezed. I was rewarded with her eyes shutting and her chest rising as she took a sharp breath in, before she grinned. I started to understand that she preferred harder sensations... and she was willing to go slowly and explore, no matter how turned on either of us were.

I laid my hand flat on her breast and slid it up, causing the fabric to rub against her nipple and ride up, until her nipple had settled in the very crook between my middle and ring fingers. I squeezed them together, clamping her nipple and I pulled away with my palm a little. All the while, my other hand was now on her lower back slowly massaging its way up.

She moaned her approval. I squeezed her nipple, repeatedly and rapidly and she gasped, arching her back a little, especially when I finally clamped down on the nipple again. She was breathing a little harder now and there was that look in her eyes that told me she was beginning to feel less in control. That was a powerful look to see.

I let my hand travel up, the fabric caught in my fingers, slowly pulling it up until her breast was exposed. As soon as it was, I couldn't help but stare as she took the hem of her top in both hands and slowly pulled it off, throwing it to the side. Her areolae were nearly perfect ovals and darker than I'd expected, each ringing a nipple that was engorged and a dark brownish pink. All those teasing promises of a pair of prominent nipples were fulfilled. Her belly had this softness to it that made me want to touch her there, but my hands were slowly moving up her sides while she watched me.

She smiled and moved back a little, suddenly leaning down to kiss me. Short and sweet. Then she suddenly pressed her weight down on me again, grinding on my hard cock, before stopping completely. But it'd been enough to make me moan involuntarily and freeze my hands on her ribcage.

I pressed on her ribcage slightly and she calmly rose up a little, suddenly pushing her breasts against my face, slowly dragging them up. I felt the soft flesh yield to the features of my face until the hard nub of her nipple drew its trail over my chin and to my bottom lip, hovering there tantalisingly, until I felt brave enough to open my mouth and suck it in, hard and fast.

More moans emanated from the depths of her throat. More sounds I never thought I'd hear from her. I suckled and licked around her swollen nipple, feeling my own arousal becoming almost unbearable, matched only by the shallow, rapid beat of my heart. I somehow made the conscious decision to reach up and take her other nipple between my fingers, squeezing and pulling, vaguely surprised by how thick and long it felt. She started reacting by twitching and jerking her body lightly, especially when I tended to squeeze hard. The best part, the part that pushed me towards wanting to make her cum, was when I heard her mewl loudly. It was an almost wanton quiet expression of how aroused she was, triggered by the sudden rapid flicks I was giving her nipple with my tongue.

"Fu-u-uck, Arun! Ugh, that feels so go-o-ood."

The tone of her voice was driving me crazy and I only stopped when she was breathing heavily, her hands squeezing my shoulders. I immediately kissed under her breasts as she rose up even more and pressed her belly against my face.

For a moment that's all it was. There was a world where all that existed was her hands on my shoulders, her warm, soft belly against my face and the way I could hear the rhythms of our breathing slowly mingle.

She slowly slid down and placed her breast in front of me.

"Again," She said. "Harder."

This time, I gave her nipple a slow tongue-bath before beginning to suck and lick again, getting more intense as the moments went by. She reacted the same way; a twitching body and her breathing slowly losing control. I placed my hands on her thighs and squeezed them rhythmically, making her jerk even more. It took me until then to realise that her breasts were so sensitive, that every time I paid this much attention to them, she was beginning to roll down towards an orgasm.

I'd been thinking about going slow, but now, I wanted her all at once. Every little thing she did seemed designed to make my head maintain that weird state of being clouded and rushed and yet immersed in her. I wanted to make her feel so good.

I let my hands wander up her torso but I broke off from her breast and began to kiss down. Slowly I pushed her to the side, her confusion apparent for a moment as she looked at me quizzically, before she yielded.

"Arun?" She breathed.

"Hmm?"

Between kisses to her face and neck and breasts, I managed to manoeuvre her so she was now sitting on the sofa where I had been, and I was on my knees on the floor, in front of her.

"What are you doing?" Alice whispered, biting her bottom lip as I looked up at her and on a whim, pressed down on her hip bones with my thumb. She briefly closed her eyes and moaned.

"Help me take these off," I said. My intentions would be obvious to her any moment.

She wordlessly pushed down on her pair of bottoms and briefly lifted as I pulled them off, peeling them off slowly as I watched her creamy rounded thighs come into view. With each few inches of her skin revealed, I kissed her firmly before licking the flesh and sucking on it. She giggled a couple of times and moaned the others. As soon as she was wearing only her knickers, I looked at them properly.

They were black and lacy, which I loved. And they were obviously already wet.

I looked at her and she returned my look shyly. I placed my palms against her inner thighs and I groped firmly. Her eyes rolled back and closed as she couldn't help but arch her back and moan. I squeezed again, several times, my hands moving from near her knees and slowly up her inner thighs. It wasn't long before she was squirming and rolling her hips a little, her breathing now coming out in short, rapid gasps. For a moment, she simply rolled her hips almost as a feeble attempt to push her knickers down, as well as thrust the wetness between her legs at me.

She managed to look down at me, eyes half closed, breathing still a little quick and shallow and she murmured, "Please?" She accentuated that with one final roll of her hips, causing her knickers to move a little.

I immediately got the point. I took hold of her knickers and she lifted her bum off the sofa, allowing me to pull them down and over her knees in one slow motion, discarding them carelessly.

She kept her legs together, looking at me, biting her bottom lip in a shy smile. Her eyes were still half closed and she was still unable to calm her breathing. It made me realise she must've felt how I did; moving between these strange rushes of time where so much of the world between her and I seemed to change quickly, and the times where it felt like everything was still and we were just enjoying each other. I had seen more of her than ever and I just felt hungry for more. I couldn't ever imagine that hunger going away.

I wanted to taste her. God, I wanted to taste her.

I kissed her knees and she smiled. I firmly stroked up the back of her thighs, my hands reaching around her lower legs and she smiled even wider, finally beginning to part her legs as I stroked more firmly, beginning to take hold of her flesh and massaging it.

I bit the inner thigh again, near her knee and pushed her legs apart. With each inch she spread, my hands moved along her legs, getting ever closer to where they joined her torso. The truth was, I was barely conscious of any of that because as her legs gave way with surprising flexibility, I watched her pussy come into view for me for the first time. I was mesmerised.

Her thick thighs were pressed against the sofa, one of her hands softly squeezing her inner thigh. And right there was her pussy, a small patch of trimmed hair above, and spread wide and glistening from the moisture she was exuding. I could see her clit peeking out and as my eyes ran over her swollen lips, I realised I was moving towards her.

I looked up at her briefly and she was already looking at me, her expression betraying some of her self-consciousness. For some reason, that surprised me. I wondered how long it'd been since she was in this position. I had never gone this far with anyone before and I don't know if she knew that, but on my part, everything felt so natural and easy I almost couldn't wrap my mind around it.

She may have been self-conscious, but mostly she was waiting wordlessly, given that she was just about managing to control her breathing. I pressed down on her inner thighs, pinning her legs to where they lay and blew across her wet lips and watched with amazement as a grin spread across her face and she closed her eyes yet again, losing herself in the sensation. It was nothing compared to the sudden squealing moan she made when I slowly and firmly licked her pussy, all along her lips.

I licked again, quicker this time and it sent a spasm through her body. It surprised me, making me jerk back a little and causing my mid back to stiffen and ache. But it was easy to ignore that twinge when I saw her chest rising and falling as she breathed in time to the rolling of her hips.

I leaned down and began to lick up and down along her lips, using my thumbs to spread her lips apart so I could briefly flicker over her clit now and then. I was rewarded with her moans getting louder, interspersed with gasping breaths punctuated by her jerking muscles.

I have no idea how to describe her taste. It was unusual at first, but I acclimatised quickly and the more I licked and sucked on her labia and her clit, the more I grew to love how she tasted. I was soon lost in a world of Alice and the way she was reacting to me.

Her moans might as well have been vibrating through my body given how hard I was just from hearing her. Her slick juices had by now covered my chin and mouth and it made it easier for her pussy to slide against my tongue as her hips rolled with more ferocity. I had to hold her hips in a claw grip as her movements became frantic. She was beginning to lose it and while I couldn't fully look at her, fervently licking her while her body jerked against me more and more was overwhelming enough, especially when I started hearing her moans go to higher pitches. I felt her hand on the back of my head suddenly, pushing me against her as I sucked her clit firmly while I lashed it with my tongue, clearly something she was enjoying. Somehow, I managed to kick it up a notch and I heard the most beautiful sound ever; this guttural half prolonged squeak, half wail as she came violently, her legs suddenly locking around my head as she shuddered and quaked. Her body spasmed a few times, her legs pulling me with her whenever they jerked and her breathing slowly came back, amidst more of those beautiful sounds that were tumbling out of her throat.

At this point, I was vaguely aware that she'd jerked me forcefully enough to cause pain in my upper back, but I'd also stopped licking by now and was rapt with the way her upper body jerked and caused her breasts to shake and ripple. I was so entranced that I wasn't really paying attention to my body. It seemed to take a while but she finally loosened her legs as she quietened down and I slowly rose up and away from her pussy, my mouth and chin wet with her and my gaze unable to tear away from her face. She looked serene and happy. Her eyes were closed and she was simply breathing, her fingers hovering in air and against her flesh as if she had no idea what to do with them.

I will never forget that sight and even if I've seen it so many times since, that first time has burned itself into the corners of my imagination. Even now, when I think of that image, it makes me want to please her all over again.

I straightened up, wincing because that twinge in my mid back from earlier had turned into a strong ache in my upper back, next to my shoulder blade. It pulsed when I turned my head to the side too much so I was effectively limited in my range of movement. I tried to be quiet but moving to a more comfortable sitting position too quickly made me groan in pain.

It was enough to shake her out of her trance as she focused her eyes on me in confusion. I didn't like seeing that. Just a moment before, she'd been looking so content. I made no sound and didn't move; except to smile at her. I couldn't help it. I was feeling so good from what we'd just done.

She smiled in return and blushed, biting her bottom lip and hiding her face behind her hair momentarily. Then she was suddenly moving forward to the edge of the sofa and leaning down to kiss my mouth firmly, her tongue also moving over my lips and beneath my mouth, tasting herself.

She kissed me quickly several times on the lips and smiled, pressing her forehead to mine. Unfortunately, keeping my head tilted up to her made the pain flare and I groaned again.

"Arun?" She said, concern all over her face as she backed away to look at me properly.

"I'm okay," I said, grinning briefly. I don't know why, but there was something funny about being in pain after making her cum.

"Shut up and tell me the truth," Her eyes flashed dangerously.

"Uh... I think when you locked your legs around my head, you might've jerked me a little too much. Some of the muscles in my neck and in my upper back are uh... pretty sore. I think I just held myself in place too long, maybe?"

"Shit! Arun, I'm so sorry!" She was looking guilt-ridden and plopped down on the floor next to me. Her hand immediately pressed against my upper back on the spine and she rubbed it up and down. "Is this where it hurts? God, I'm so sorry. I feel really bad—"

"Alice, it's okay."

"—You should've said something and—"

"Alice, seriously, I'm good," I assured her.

"—Yeah, but even so, Arun, what if—"

"Alice!"

She stopped.

I don't know why I said what I said then, but it was all that came to mind. "You are fucking beautiful when you cum."

She simply blinked at me. Thankfully, she then smiled, already moving on from my pain. She looked away shyly and when she met my eyes again, I reached up to cradle her jaw and cheek, stroking it softly with the side of my thumb.

"I love you," I said.

"I love you too," She replied. She kissed my mouth. "... I've never cum that hard before."

That excited me.

It must've shown because she giggled at me lightly. "Whatever you saw, that was all because of you, Arun. You did that to me."

"I'm glad..."

She kissed my lips again a few times, her hand rubbing around until she finally found the sore muscle from the way I suddenly whimpered. She massaged it carefully as she looked at me.

I knew she was about to apologise so I spoke first. "The pain will pass. It was totally worth it."

"Arun—"

"It was totally worth it," I insisted.

She decided to let it go with narrowed eyes and then smiled again, pressing her face against my hand. "Do I get to return the favour now...?" She asked coyly.

Of course, the thought of that was appealing. But I knew my body too, and I knew the risks I'd be taking if I let her do anything. A simple muscle spasm from an orgasm could have made my upper back worse for now and I knew there was a chance for that given how my body seemed to tighten when I came. That was something to worry about for later.

"Don't take this the wrong way," I told her, "But, can we wait until that pain is gone? I'm worried it'll get worse if I do too much."

"Or if I do too much to you?" She asked with a sly look.

"Maybe."

She pouted. "This seems distinctly unfair. I was looking forward to rocking your world."

"You already did."

She grinned. "Jeez, Arun, you want to be careful. A girl has to keep her head in proportion to her body, you know?" With that, she kissed the corner of my mouth. "I can't wait to make you feel as good as you made me feel just now."

"You already do, Alice."

She snorted. "That's good to know, but just let me have this. You know what I mean. Seriously, Arun, I couldn't even move for a bit after you made me cum."

"Now who's in danger of getting a big head?"

She giggled and hugged me, giving my back a few more rubs. "So, what now, sweetie?"

"I clean up."

"And?"

"We... cuddle?"

She kissed the corner of my mouth again and sat back, smiling at me. "Good answer. Also, you get to play with my boobs while we lay together."