Great Expectations
I remember one night where I was out with my ex at a concert with a couple of friends. We were enjoying ourselves and then touching each other and then openly flirting and you know what happens. We get back to her place (formerly our place), her friends go home, and I settle in to ‘sleep’ in what was our bed, now her’s. At this point, we are allegedly friends and not planning on getting back together. But friends can still fuck, right? Yeah….
For bedroom wear, she chose this black satin nightie thing I always told her I liked. I was in my boxers and a T. She crawls under the covers, gets in her groove on her side, and slowly starts to fall asleep. I’m laying there staring at the ceiling trying to pick my time to move over to her. Eventually, I just start to snuggle up to her with my hand around her tummy. She responds by nuzzling up very quietly and slowly next to my body and we slowly start to grind. She feels so nice, so soft and sensual, and warm. I start to graze her skin under her nightie. Slowly running my fingers up her belly I move to her abdomen under her nightie. My hand goes up to her nipples and I squeeze and pull.
Eventually, it all becomes too much for her and she turns around swiftly, pulls up her nightie, pulls down her panties, and shoves my dick inside her. I am ashamed to admit I came the exact second she did that. Not even a single stroke. She didn’t even believe it until after a few minutes she got the news, so to speak. Excuses, excuses, but it was all so hot I couldn’t contain myself. She went to the bathroom and I laid quietly in her bed. Then we went to sleep.
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