A knock on the door jolted me up from my comfy position. Rubbing my eyes and thinking that I should have taken out my contacts, I opened the door to find Samantha. I backed up from the door, and she walked in. She got out “So I was thinking…” before I pushed her against the wall and kissed her. I started off with a tentative kiss, but I was sure of myself. I wasn’t sure of her, why she was back, or what she wanted, but I was now wide awake and ready to go.
“I’m not…this isn’t…” her words were cut off by kisses. She was struggling against me. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t going to force her to do anything, but I was going to do my hardest to get a foot in the door towards the right direction.
“Oh shut it. If you stop talking you might actually enjoy this.”
Since she wasn’t exactly kissing me back, I moved her hair over her shoulder with my hand and started my ministrations on her neck. I lightly kissed and sucked on her neck, noticing that her efforts to push me off had lessened somewhat, and now her hands were merely resting on my shoulders, not pushing on them. It wasn’t long before a quiet gasp escaped her lips, followed by a low moan. I couldn’t help but grin, and the grin turned into a laugh. It’s a bit hard to suck on someone’s neck and laugh at the same time (and honestly, I had no idea what was so funny), so I had to pull away.
That left the two of us just standing, staring at each other, with me, with the idiotic grin plastered on my face, laughing my ass off.
“What’s so funny?”
Whatever was so funny vanished just as quickly as it came, leaving me with a straight face and her still looking at me. Reaching out, I put a hand up to cup her face and leaned back in to kiss her. She still seemed hesitant and unsure, but she didn’t push me away that time. In fact, to my surprise, she started kissing back. Clearly unsure where her arms should go, they were now hanging down by her sides.
It took a bit, but I could tell she got more confident in her kisses, and eventually her mouth opened to let my tongue in. I reached up and ran my fingers through her long hair. I felt her arms move around my waist and pull me closer to her. Our breathing got heavier and labored, and I could feel myself getting wet. This was it! I was finally with (or as close to with as I was ever going to get) the one person who I really felt close to. Sam interrupted my happy thoughts by pulling away. She looked concerned.
“I’ve never done this before.”
I just looked at her, unsure of what to say for a few seconds. I finally settled on “I haven’t either.”
She looked surprised. I suppose she had assumed I had previous experience, considering I was telling her I liked her (way back when) and all that. “So…what do we do?”
“Relax, learn, and enjoy.”
She seemed to pause, pondering the statement, as I momentarily tried to remember where I’d recently read that. “Alright?” I asked her.
This time she leaned in to kiss me. She seemed a bit more sure of herself as she removed her lips from mine. She trailed kisses along my jaw-line, until she reached my neck, where she started alternating between planting light kisses and sucking. Not wanting to upset her and stop what I’d gotten started, I slowly moved my hand down her side and under the hem of her shirt. Her intake of breath as I put my hand on her bare stomach coincided with my own, as her workings on my neck were starting to affect me. As more of my hand touched her stomach, she jumped, and I mentally scolded myself for not thinking that in the December weather my hand was bound to be a bit cold. I slowly worked my hand up her midsection until I reached her breasts. I started to slowly massage them, paying specific attention to her nipples. It didn’t take very long before her nipples were hard and her breathing had sped up as well. “Let’s get you out of these clothes.”