That was so
intense , i was completely engaged with his face, lips , body , and mind.
“What’s wrong with me?”, i kept asking
myself as he began bitting my lower lip, gently suck on it that i couldn’t deny
it felt so good.
He stopped for a second and smiled, while i was still in shock. It didn’t take long until i had another crazy desire to kiss him again , and i did. I started to love thrusting my lips against a pair of soft thin lips of his, i slowly put my hands on his face, caressing every inches of it.
I could see how much he loved it , i caressed the back of his head , pulled him closer , sucked and nibbled on his bottom lip, he took a second to stopped, pulled himself off and moaned my name. What?
Yes , he moaned
my name and that was cute , in a way that it turned me on even more. I looked
at him and smiled, and out of the blue thought that i should do something more,
“ i want more!”, my inner succubus shouted. Sparks of desire
light up in my stomach, and the kiss got deeper. His hands moved down from my
neck to my waist and my body arched towards him, i didn’t pull away, i enjoyed
the kiss.
We spent the rest of the day with each others, neither of us expected today would turn out this way. His mind was blown away by my kisses , while mine was challenged to step up the game , forget about the world and do whatever i want. Yet , i felt the guilt sink deep in my stomach and it made my moral compass spin in ways it never has. "What have i done?" i had to keep questioning my moral throughout the trip back home , and on the other hand he sat right next to me, peacefully driving his car like nothing happened. [to be continued]