Posted by red on June 15th, 2005 in Girl Sex, Sex

I was sitting in her living room, sipping a coffee, nervously chatting about this and that and the other. I remember feeling the tension in the air between us, peaking suddenly when she pulled me towards her for a kiss. All of a sudden, the nervousness melted into passion as our lips pressed together, starting that chain reaction of roving hands and pressing bodies.

The next few hours were ours, our bodies naked and entwined. My skin kept sticking to her leather couch as the smoldering heat between us sheathed my body in a film of slick sweat.

A storm swept in; the apartment got dark. In the dim light the contrast between our bodies colors became highlighted. My skin so white next to her soft sesame skin.

Suddenly, it thundered, that unmistakable clap like a whip in the wind. Soon after, a flash of lightning, exploding blue-grey in the turbid sky, bathed the apartment. The skylights and tall windows let the light flood in, suddenly revealing so many delicious details of Annaâ¿¿s quivering form. Another boom of thunder, followed by a flash. The light concentrates into her wide luminous eyes, copper irisâ¿¿ sparkling like precious metal as she looks at me.

As the storm hits rain spatters against those windows and finally the flashing subsides. The soft stormy glow is left laying over us as she stands by the fireplace, moaning and spreading her legs further apart. My tongue dances around her rosebud as my right index finger slides languidly in and out of her molten pussy. Smoothly, I transition from my tongue to my left index finger, massaging around and around in smaller and small circles until itâ¿¿s sliding in tandem with my other hand. The room seemed still as my breathing deepened and my focus narrowed.

The spell was broken by the ring of the phone â¿¿ her boyfriend was on his way home. It was time for me to find my way home to mine. By the time I climbed off the bus near my place, the storm had ended. Puddles decorated the side of the road.