Mary smothers Kim
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Mary And Kim Share A Bed free porn video
I shouldn't be awake, but I am. I turn my head and look at the clock. 3:55 AM.
*sigh*
Too early.
Mary and I had been working on a project in her dorm when the 'visitors need to leave' hour arrived and passed. Her roommate, Deanna, agreed to let me stay if we could 'behave ourselves'.
I had called my roomie and she confided that her boyfriend was staying over and was relieved to hear that I was okay and was happy they would have the room to themselves tonight.
Mary and I were sharing one loft. I could hear Deanna's regular breathing from across the room.
It was still warm enough that we only had a sheet covering us. Two of us in the twin bed was a snug fit. I listened to Mary breathe for a while, trying to fall back to sleep.
My mind drifted back to earlier that evening.
Mary had been in a very affectionate mood. It started with her stealing quick kisses when she noticed Deanna's attention had turned away.
I am still treading lightly in front of her roommate and Mary took full advantage. As the evening went on, she got bolder. Her hands would 'accidentally' find their way to my boobs then squeeze me and linger until Deanna looked like she might turn around.
At one point we sat crossed-legged on the floor when Deanna went down the hall to get some tea. Mary sprang to her feet and closed the door. She swaggered back to me and pressed the crotch of her sweatpants into my face. She commanded 'Suck it bitch' and giggled. She did a slow grind on my willing face and held my hair. Her sense of timing was unbelievable. She stopped just in time, kissed me sweetly and sat down beside me just as Deanna opened the door.
I propped myself up on one elbow and watched her sleep. Such an angel. She could have had anyone she chose sharing her bed. I'm so lucky.
She has the face of a model, the body of an athlete, the selfless nature of a charity worker. She could also have an insatiable sexual appetite. She could make me tingle with just a look, a smile and a wink.
She was on her back. Thankfully she was wearing a really thin bra under her night shirt. It wasn't hard to locate her nipples. The jewelry she wore there were like beacons. I teased each while I watched her face. They both stood up loud and proud and yet she never stirred.
I was encouraged. Emboldened. Dared.
This next maneuver wouldn't be easy even if she was awake and helping. But I pulled it off, and Mary was still not awake. I elevated her knees a bit. So far, so good. Moving slowly and carefully, I had managed to position myself between her thighs. In the darkness, I could just barely see her face over her flat tummy and lovely breasts. My legs hung over the end of the loft. If I was careful, I could brace myself against the wall and be relatively stable.
I exhaled slowly through my mouth. I knew she would feel the heat of my breath on her. She responded by closing her thighs against my head. I pressed my lips to the thin veil of cotton and kissed her softly. Her knees parted a bit.
I feel the familiar tingle begin between my own legs.
She smelled wonderful. Just a hint of soap from her shower. The irresistible scent of woman. The unmistakable scent of a woman in need. My d**g of choice. I can't get enough. I'm hopelessly, happily, willingly addicted.
My nose pressed against the thin cloth. I found her separation. North now. Searching... Ah, there we are. That wonderful, precious, glorious little bundle that becomes the center of my world.
My own tingle has become a flame. I can feel my knees weakening. If I'm not careful, I could fall.
Her heel hits me in the ribs. Then rises. I feel her ankle come to rest on my spine. Her knee drops to one side and she opens herself to me.
I steal a look at her face. She appears to still be asleep. So far, so good.
Slowly, carefully, I rock my nose from side to side on her while licking at the thin cotton layer between my tongue and paradise. I taste less and less of the cotton and more and more of her.
I move one hand up just above her hip bone and the other hand underneath her hand at her side.
I lift my head long enough to tug the cotton strip to one side.
Her breathing is much deeper, but her eyes are still closed. I smile to myself.
I am on fire. I burn. I swear I feel a trickle start down my leg.
She is open before me. So beautiful. In the near-darkness I think I see her tip herself toward me. Asking me. Encouraging me. Begging me silently. Her musk is undeniable. I am in heaven. I must.
The tip of my nose finds home.
As I poke my tongue out, the old comedy routine about 'Licking the Alphabet' haunts me. "Why not? I'm just trying to make her feel good and have nice dreams, not make her climax." I consider.
"I"
I trace the letter carefully in her softness.
"L"
Special emphasis in the vertical.
"O"
Such fun!
"V"
"E"
She likes the Es. Her breathing grows deeper and faster.
"Y"
"O"
"U"
"M"
Mmmm. Ms are such a tease.
Mary's whisper breaks the silence. "Such a good speller!"
I freeze. She's awake! I lift my eyes. She's up on her elbows, watching me. I raise my head. "How long ... ?" I ask softly.
"Since I put my foot on your back." she replies quietly. "The alphabet was fun. But you know what I need now. Just don't stop honey, it's feeling really, really good!"
She touches my face. "Kim, please make me cum?"
I can't say no to my angel.
This changes the game. I don't need to worry about waking her any longer!
First things first. "Scoot up? I'm about to fall off." I ask. She backs up as far as she can to give me some room. As I settle in my new spot, I can feel just how soaked my panties have become. Does she have any idea what she does to me? Our combined scents hang heavy in the air. Thick. Sweet. Syrupy. Palpable.
I'm on my knees now. I lift her bottom and hold her with one hand. She d****s her legs over my shoulders and locks her ankles together. She's prepared for a good ride.
I slip a finger inside her, then two. I spread them wide. I can feel her squeeze against them, closing them again. She smiles playfully to me. "Mu-wah-ha-ha!" she whispers in her best evil villainess voice.
She can be such a goof!
I enjoy the sight of the treasure before me. I'm such a lucky girl! She's absolutely gorgeous. Even her smallest pucker is beckoning me. I stick out my tongue and give her a few soft licks before I hear "No, Kim. No." in her 'you had better listen to me' voice. Okay. Okay. Her body. Her rules.
I give her slit a few long licks with the flat of my tongue. As if she weren't already wet. She feels so good against my tongue! So warm. So soft. So silky. She tastes wonderful. The soapy flavor is gone. It's all her. And I'm loving it.
My long hair is in a loose night braid. With my free hand, I tickle her with the end. She begins to move her hips in a figure-eight. "Kim, PLEASE!" she whispers hoarsely.
She's right. I've teased her long enough. It's time to try and give her what she craves. What we both crave.
I lick slowly at her wonderful little bundle of nerves. Her mouth falls open and she closes her eyes. She nods. Her hand finds the back of my head and presses me to her.
I lick a bit faster. She nods and makes a fist in my hair. I keep up a steady pace. She bites her lip.
Changing tactics. I wrap my lips around her and suck noisily. I watch her face in the dim light. Her eyes are tightly shut.
I flick my tongue back and forth as I suck on her. She slaps the mattress with her free hand and grinds against my face. I feel so lucky!
I reach down underneath her and rake my fingernails along her spine. That might have been what did it for her.
She stiffens. Her legs clamp around my neck. A low a****listic growl issues from her throat. She grabs a pillow and covers her face to mute her sounds. She bucks against my face a couple more times then her body goes limp. She releases my hair.
I feel so proud that I can bring her pleasure.
She was such a relentless tease earlier. I'm not done. I continue the same pace, never letting up. My lips and tongue are starting to fatigue. I hold her limp body up to my face and keep going.
She uncovers her face, putting the pillow aside. Our eyes meet. "What are you doing?" she whispers.
I don't answer. I just keep doing what I'm doing. Watching her. Trying to read her face through the darkness. "Kim, I already ... oh my ..." she says and her words trail off.
"Oh Kimmy ..."
She strokes my hair. I'm beginning to tire. I refuse to change pace.
She presses herself to me again. I'm encouraged. Renewed.
Her hand finds the back of my neck. Pressing me to her. As if she needed to.
She's building. I can tell by the way she breathes. She raises her head and meets my eyes. She doesn't say a word. She doesn't need to. I see it in her eyes. She's close again.
Her legs stiffen and she clamps to my neck again. Her hand moves from the back of my neck and presses against my forehead. I can see her belly flexing. Her breathing is short. Sharp. Needy.
I change tactics. I kiss her softly. Tenderly. I press my tongue into her. Nectar. She tastes so good. I drink from her until her breathing returns to normal. Her legs slide from my shoulders and I lower her bottom to the mattress. I lie beside her and stroke her hair. I wish this moment could never end. Her eyes speak to me without words.
We kiss.
The sky is just beginning to get light on the horizon. A new day is dawning.
We drift off to sleep in each other's arms.
*sigh*
Too early.
Mary and I had been working on a project in her dorm when the 'visitors need to leave' hour arrived and passed. Her roommate, Deanna, agreed to let me stay if we could 'behave ourselves'.
I had called my roomie and she confided that her boyfriend was staying over and was relieved to hear that I was okay and was happy they would have the room to themselves tonight.
Mary and I were sharing one loft. I could hear Deanna's regular breathing from across the room.
It was still warm enough that we only had a sheet covering us. Two of us in the twin bed was a snug fit. I listened to Mary breathe for a while, trying to fall back to sleep.
My mind drifted back to earlier that evening.
Mary had been in a very affectionate mood. It started with her stealing quick kisses when she noticed Deanna's attention had turned away.
I am still treading lightly in front of her roommate and Mary took full advantage. As the evening went on, she got bolder. Her hands would 'accidentally' find their way to my boobs then squeeze me and linger until Deanna looked like she might turn around.
At one point we sat crossed-legged on the floor when Deanna went down the hall to get some tea. Mary sprang to her feet and closed the door. She swaggered back to me and pressed the crotch of her sweatpants into my face. She commanded 'Suck it bitch' and giggled. She did a slow grind on my willing face and held my hair. Her sense of timing was unbelievable. She stopped just in time, kissed me sweetly and sat down beside me just as Deanna opened the door.
I propped myself up on one elbow and watched her sleep. Such an angel. She could have had anyone she chose sharing her bed. I'm so lucky.
She has the face of a model, the body of an athlete, the selfless nature of a charity worker. She could also have an insatiable sexual appetite. She could make me tingle with just a look, a smile and a wink.
She was on her back. Thankfully she was wearing a really thin bra under her night shirt. It wasn't hard to locate her nipples. The jewelry she wore there were like beacons. I teased each while I watched her face. They both stood up loud and proud and yet she never stirred.
I was encouraged. Emboldened. Dared.
This next maneuver wouldn't be easy even if she was awake and helping. But I pulled it off, and Mary was still not awake. I elevated her knees a bit. So far, so good. Moving slowly and carefully, I had managed to position myself between her thighs. In the darkness, I could just barely see her face over her flat tummy and lovely breasts. My legs hung over the end of the loft. If I was careful, I could brace myself against the wall and be relatively stable.
I exhaled slowly through my mouth. I knew she would feel the heat of my breath on her. She responded by closing her thighs against my head. I pressed my lips to the thin veil of cotton and kissed her softly. Her knees parted a bit.
I feel the familiar tingle begin between my own legs.
She smelled wonderful. Just a hint of soap from her shower. The irresistible scent of woman. The unmistakable scent of a woman in need. My d**g of choice. I can't get enough. I'm hopelessly, happily, willingly addicted.
My nose pressed against the thin cloth. I found her separation. North now. Searching... Ah, there we are. That wonderful, precious, glorious little bundle that becomes the center of my world.
My own tingle has become a flame. I can feel my knees weakening. If I'm not careful, I could fall.
Her heel hits me in the ribs. Then rises. I feel her ankle come to rest on my spine. Her knee drops to one side and she opens herself to me.
I steal a look at her face. She appears to still be asleep. So far, so good.
Slowly, carefully, I rock my nose from side to side on her while licking at the thin cotton layer between my tongue and paradise. I taste less and less of the cotton and more and more of her.
I move one hand up just above her hip bone and the other hand underneath her hand at her side.
I lift my head long enough to tug the cotton strip to one side.
Her breathing is much deeper, but her eyes are still closed. I smile to myself.
I am on fire. I burn. I swear I feel a trickle start down my leg.
She is open before me. So beautiful. In the near-darkness I think I see her tip herself toward me. Asking me. Encouraging me. Begging me silently. Her musk is undeniable. I am in heaven. I must.
The tip of my nose finds home.
As I poke my tongue out, the old comedy routine about 'Licking the Alphabet' haunts me. "Why not? I'm just trying to make her feel good and have nice dreams, not make her climax." I consider.
"I"
I trace the letter carefully in her softness.
"L"
Special emphasis in the vertical.
"O"
Such fun!
"V"
"E"
She likes the Es. Her breathing grows deeper and faster.
"Y"
"O"
"U"
"M"
Mmmm. Ms are such a tease.
Mary's whisper breaks the silence. "Such a good speller!"
I freeze. She's awake! I lift my eyes. She's up on her elbows, watching me. I raise my head. "How long ... ?" I ask softly.
"Since I put my foot on your back." she replies quietly. "The alphabet was fun. But you know what I need now. Just don't stop honey, it's feeling really, really good!"
She touches my face. "Kim, please make me cum?"
I can't say no to my angel.
This changes the game. I don't need to worry about waking her any longer!
First things first. "Scoot up? I'm about to fall off." I ask. She backs up as far as she can to give me some room. As I settle in my new spot, I can feel just how soaked my panties have become. Does she have any idea what she does to me? Our combined scents hang heavy in the air. Thick. Sweet. Syrupy. Palpable.
I'm on my knees now. I lift her bottom and hold her with one hand. She d****s her legs over my shoulders and locks her ankles together. She's prepared for a good ride.
I slip a finger inside her, then two. I spread them wide. I can feel her squeeze against them, closing them again. She smiles playfully to me. "Mu-wah-ha-ha!" she whispers in her best evil villainess voice.
She can be such a goof!
I enjoy the sight of the treasure before me. I'm such a lucky girl! She's absolutely gorgeous. Even her smallest pucker is beckoning me. I stick out my tongue and give her a few soft licks before I hear "No, Kim. No." in her 'you had better listen to me' voice. Okay. Okay. Her body. Her rules.
I give her slit a few long licks with the flat of my tongue. As if she weren't already wet. She feels so good against my tongue! So warm. So soft. So silky. She tastes wonderful. The soapy flavor is gone. It's all her. And I'm loving it.
My long hair is in a loose night braid. With my free hand, I tickle her with the end. She begins to move her hips in a figure-eight. "Kim, PLEASE!" she whispers hoarsely.
She's right. I've teased her long enough. It's time to try and give her what she craves. What we both crave.
I lick slowly at her wonderful little bundle of nerves. Her mouth falls open and she closes her eyes. She nods. Her hand finds the back of my head and presses me to her.
I lick a bit faster. She nods and makes a fist in my hair. I keep up a steady pace. She bites her lip.
Changing tactics. I wrap my lips around her and suck noisily. I watch her face in the dim light. Her eyes are tightly shut.
I flick my tongue back and forth as I suck on her. She slaps the mattress with her free hand and grinds against my face. I feel so lucky!
I reach down underneath her and rake my fingernails along her spine. That might have been what did it for her.
She stiffens. Her legs clamp around my neck. A low a****listic growl issues from her throat. She grabs a pillow and covers her face to mute her sounds. She bucks against my face a couple more times then her body goes limp. She releases my hair.
I feel so proud that I can bring her pleasure.
She was such a relentless tease earlier. I'm not done. I continue the same pace, never letting up. My lips and tongue are starting to fatigue. I hold her limp body up to my face and keep going.
She uncovers her face, putting the pillow aside. Our eyes meet. "What are you doing?" she whispers.
I don't answer. I just keep doing what I'm doing. Watching her. Trying to read her face through the darkness. "Kim, I already ... oh my ..." she says and her words trail off.
"Oh Kimmy ..."
She strokes my hair. I'm beginning to tire. I refuse to change pace.
She presses herself to me again. I'm encouraged. Renewed.
Her hand finds the back of my neck. Pressing me to her. As if she needed to.
She's building. I can tell by the way she breathes. She raises her head and meets my eyes. She doesn't say a word. She doesn't need to. I see it in her eyes. She's close again.
Her legs stiffen and she clamps to my neck again. Her hand moves from the back of my neck and presses against my forehead. I can see her belly flexing. Her breathing is short. Sharp. Needy.
I change tactics. I kiss her softly. Tenderly. I press my tongue into her. Nectar. She tastes so good. I drink from her until her breathing returns to normal. Her legs slide from my shoulders and I lower her bottom to the mattress. I lie beside her and stroke her hair. I wish this moment could never end. Her eyes speak to me without words.
We kiss.
The sky is just beginning to get light on the horizon. A new day is dawning.
We drift off to sleep in each other's arms.
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