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Her lips were soft as I pressed mine against hers. I slipped my tongue inside her and the kiss was like none other. It was different and gentle, almost too gentle. I wanted to rip her to shreds and that is my nature with women. I don’t want to destroy but consume every ounce of them.

We were friends for several years and had recently been openly flirting with each other. This was the time in our lives when we both opened up sexually and embraced our desires.

I slowly pulled away from her lips and ran my hand up her shirt. We had silently planned this evening and conveniently alone.

“You kiss good, she purred against my lips.

I pushed her shirt up to expose her breasts. They were not as large as mine but beautiful with nipples larger than my own. I pressed my thigh between her legs and she let out a whimper. My head bent down to kiss her nipple as the other hand tweaked the free one. She told me she was coming as I started to bite on her hard nub. I pressed my thigh even more against her and I felt her cunt give way to me.

She kept talking to me as I fondled her breasts and I covered her mouth with my hand for a few seconds and said, “Shhhh. I wanted to hear her body respond to me. I wanted to hear her pleasure. Her head fell back on the carpet as I kept licking, sucking and biting. I knew she was not into pain so it took every bit of control not to devour her just to hear her screams.

My legs had straddled her leg as I pressed my cunt against her thigh. We were only wearing thin t-shirts and yoga pants. It was a perfect and planned stormed that erupted in my living room floor. She kept coming against my thigh, my hand slid down to feel her heat and she let out a gasp.

Her hand slipped underneath my shirt to feel my breasts. I laid back and pulled her on top of me. My shirt pulled up exposing my flesh and her mouth met my nipples. I let out a moan and felt the fabric between my legs soaking.

I shoved my hand down her pants feeling for her cunt. My fingers circled her clit as she pressed herself against me. He hand followed suit down my pants and she was shocked, “You are so wet. I chuckled a little but continued my efforts in making her come against my hand. I pushed two fingers inside her and all though she was not sopping wet like me she was bucking against my fingers. As she was coming I was gushing against her fingers. We filled the room with our lust for one another.

She collapsed next to me as the both of us panted trying to catch our breath. The room smelled of sweet sex and my pants were embarrassingly drenched.

We looked at each other and laughed.

“I can’t believe we just did that, I said.

“Me too, she said with a grin.


Dark Gracie

Dark Gracie is a widely read sex writer, blogger, and deviant extraordinaire with a cult-like following. She gets up close and personal approaching sexuality with her trademark fallen-from-grace humor that entices readers. Her work has appeared in Fleshbot, Sex and the 405, BohoCrush,, Safeword Magazine and published in Erotica Diaries & Mayhem Magazine.

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