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I’d never had my nipples sucked before, but Emma was doing an incredible job. She flicked them with her tongue and sucked with an incredible amount of pressure and bit them just hard enough to send a little zing of pain through me. My entire body ached with need. I was rushing toward something intense and life altering.
“Do you like that?” she asked, and I opened my eyes (I couldn’t remember closing them) and looked down to find her looking up at me with uncertainty in her eyes. Guess I needed to be more vocal. I wasn’t normally a quiet person, but I’d been so caught up that I guess I’d made her think something was wrong.
“I’ve never been this horny in my fucking life and if I don’t come soon, I will probably die. And you’re really, really good at that. Everything you’re doing is the best thing I’ve ever . . . I don’t even know. I can’t speak, Em. I’m brain-dead from horniness.”
She shook her head slowly and smiled.
“You have a way with words, Callyn.”
“You have fantastic tits, Emma.” That made her laugh. “Seriously, I could write fucking sonnets in iambic pentameter and I don't even know what that is, but I’d find out and do it for you. And your boobs.” I looked down at them lovingly. Why wasn’t I biting them again? Oh, right, because Emma was busy biting mine.
“You don’t need to do that, but it’s nice to hear?” I pushed my annoying hair out of my way again and ran my hand down her chest, stopping right at the waistband of her jeans. I flicked the button open and met her eyes, silently asking if she wanted to stop me.
“Nope. You first this time.” I squealed as I somehow ended up on my back with Emma on her stomach next to me. She had the button of my pants undone and the zipper pull between her fingers.
“Do it,” I said, and she yanked that zipper down so fast, I thought she was going to rip it right out of my pants. In a flash, she was down by my ankles and trying to yank my pants off that way. They were a little tight, so instead of pulling them off, she just pulled me further down the bed.
“That worked out much better in my head,” she said, as I lifted my hips and helped her get my pants down my legs. They got stuck on one foot and I had to shake them off.
I wish I’d worn cuter underwear today. At least I didn’t have one of the pairs that I wore during my period because they were old and ugly and stained and I didn’t care about them anymore.
This pair had fluffy llamas on them. Maybe they weren’t the sexiest, but they were cute. They’d almost gotten pulled off with my pants, but that was the last frontier and I didn't know if I was ready for that part just yet.
“Nice,” Emma said, glancing at my undies. I wondered what color hers were.
“Nothing sexier than llama panties,” I said, and she laughed and slowly crawled back up toward me.
“Now take yours off. I want to know if we match.” I tugged at the button of her jeans.
“We’re not matching, but I’ll take off my pants so you can check anyway.” She started to pull them down and if I wasn't lying down, I would have fallen over.
“You’re not wearing anything,” I said, stating the obvious.
“I never do with these jeans,” Emma said, grinning as she threw her jeans on the floor. She was completely naked next to me and I didn’t know what part of her to look at first. This was quickly taking its place as the best day of my whole damn life.
“You’re naked,” I said.
“Yes, I am. Is that okay?”
“Oh, no, put your clothes back on,” I said sarcastically. Emma rolled her eyes and blushed.
“It’s been a while since I’ve been naked with someone,” she said. “And it’s different with you. I feel like you’ve already seen me naked, so this shouldn't be anything new.”
It was true that technically I’d seen her naked, but not really.
“I couldn’t look at you. It felt wrong, to stare at your best friend when she was changing for gym or whatever. So I neverreallylooked.” Emma’s smile turned shy and I could tell this wasn’t easy for her. I was still clinging to a few scraps of llama fabric.
“So, look now,” she said, after taking a deep breath. “I want you to look.”
I wanted to do more than look, but I settled for that right now. She was glorious. I took in everything: the softness of her belly, the roundness of her breasts, the whiteish stretch marks on her sides and thighs, the dark spots and freckles and scars. Every single inch of her was perfection. I couldn’t see the cheeky little cherry tattoo on her right ass cheek, but I hoped I’d get a good view of it soon.
“You’re beautiful.” She was so pretty it made me want to cry.
“You make me feel beautiful, Callyn,” she said.
“Can I touch you?” I asked. She was on her side and I was on mine facing her. She rolled onto her back.
“Yes.”
