My first time part 2

Ivan spooned me, and I felt his hot breath on my neck.

Ivan: You are so fucking sexy.

Me: Look who's talking.

I turn around and kiss him on the lips, hard. His mouth opens and I slide my tongue in. He tastes good, like black licorice. His hands slid down to the strings holding my sweater together.

Ivan: Turn around.

Me: what If I dont?

Ivan: Well then, I hope you dont like this top.

He chambers on top of me and grabs the knit fabric covering my cleavage. Muscles rippling, he tears it apart in the middle and throws it across the room somewhere in oblivion. I couldn't care less. Kissing me, he fumbles to remove his own shirt, and my bra. He pulls off his jeans and rips off my sweatpants.

Ivan: Mmm, you taste good.

Me: you would think, growing up with me and all, you would know what your best friend tastes like.

Ivan: well, I dont think I ever gave you that chance.

Me: now is better then ever.

I pull off his boxers, and flip him over so I'm straddling him. I run my tounge over his nipples and down to his cock. I swirl my tounge across his shaft, and gently suck.

Ivan: mmm, dont stop.

I pull away and flip over so I'm lying down.

Me: Its your turn.

Ivan laughs, and he pins me down and cuffs my hands down.

Ivan: Dont kick me, ok, E?

Me: I cant promise, but maybe.

Ivan laughs and begins gently sucking on my nipples, while grinding his lower body on mine. He nibbles on them and continues south. He begins his assault on my clit, licking it, and gently sucking it. My hips buck, wanting more.