For the past two night this weekend, I’ve been out with friends later than expected and ended up missing my birth control pill two days in a row. Because of this, I (sadly) advises my boyfriend against sex. He was more than okay with it, because he knows the risks, even with using protection. That and my period is right around the corner, so it just felt right not to do anything.

Or so I thought.

My man heavily implied that we could still foreplay it up without having vaginal intercourse. My interest is peaking, as we haven’t done strictly foreplay in a long time. The kisses start slow and sensual, yet deep. Hands tangled gently in my hair, lips and tongue teasing mine, teeth nipping occasionally. I move to straddle him, grinding over the growing tent in his pants. He removes me shirt, groping my chest as I try to make the kiss more intense. He insists on that slow, sensual pace (and while I’m all for it, I have a tendency to prefer the more urgent, almost frantic type of play). I get back at him by kissing, licking, and nipping along his neck, whispering in his ear, scratching tauntingly down his chest. His shirt comes off. I start kissing down his body just to make my way back up to his lips, repeating this a few times just to rile him up. Now he’s pulling at my hair, biting at my ear, and telling me exactly what he wants me to do with my mouth.

Who am I to say no? So I make my way down, and the deepthroating-handjob combination begins, occasionally working my way back up to his lips for a heated kiss, my hand never leaving his cock. This send him over the edge. He rolls me over, straddles my chest, lubes up my chest with spit before placing his cock in between my tits, proceeding to thrust between them. I’m adding the the ante by bouncing my tits in time with him, whispering up to him, occasionally beckoning him down for a kiss.

He soon gets off my chest, just to stroke himself to completion. Gets the towel, wipes me clean, puts himself away, and crawls back on top of me. Makeout session ensues. He starts kissing down my body, practically tears off my panties, and buried his face in between my legs. His tongue is doing circles around my clit, arms hold my hip down to prevent me from squirming. Both hands move up to grope at my chest, urging me to do so so he can hold me down and continue his blissful torture. I look down to see his eyes fixated on me, able to catch glimpses of his tongue going to town. I come undone minutes later and he’s still going, urging a second climax.

Crawls back up to me as I put my panties back on, kisses my forehead then my lips, gently making out with me before pulling away to rest his forehead against mine and hug me close. I proceed to cuddle into him until we fall asleep.

That was some of the most intense foreplay we’ve ever had. I’m used to my legs shaking, but after we were done, my feet were dancing with pins and needles.

I slept like a damn baby all night.

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