Yes Woman Ch. 04

I woke up groggy. Liv was still asleep, and I looked up to see her face lit up by the first rays of light sneaking in through the window. She was so enchantingly beautiful. I just laid there and found myself matching my breath with hers, perfectly content with the state of the world.

The events of the prior night felt distant, but the disappointment and the sense of letting her down still lingered.

I don't know how long I laid there, but that memory is one of my happy places to this day. When Liv finally woke, she rubbed her eyes sleepily and stretched, and my head bobbed on her shoulder when she moved. "Kis..." She wiped my hair away from my face with a warm hand. "It's so hot in here, you're killing me." She grimaced slightly at the ick, but her eyes and her tone was happy.

Sleeping all night naked with someone was new to me. We were quite sweaty, but I didn't care - I kind of liked it, though I could see that Liv had mixed feelings. The skin on our shins was soft and dry when I moved my foot to caress her shin with mine, but I did feel the skin on our thighs stick and pull, and the sudden rush of cool air on that newly exposed skin alerted me that we were quite a mess together. "Aw, I kind of like it." I kissed her breast and pushed my nose into it a little, nuzzling into her.

"Fuck, Kis, if you wake me up like this you're going to get yourself in trouble again." She was smirking when I snuck a glance up at her, I beamed at her and kind of clambered up atop her, bouncing a little and bending down to kiss her face.

"You really mean it?" I giggled.

It must have been as cute as I hoped, judging by how she melted, giving me half-lidded lustful gaze, her mouth hanging open slightly after a small moan escaped her. She started groping at me, squeezing my ass with one hand and my little breast with the other, using the grip in both places to pull at me and position me so that she could kiss me hard.

I lifted one leg and twisted a little so that I was able to halfway straddle her, with the other leg still outstretched atop her own, but she lifted her leg up and slid her thigh up between my legs. I instinctively started to grind my pussy up and down her increasingly sticky thigh. I attacked her with kisses then, all over her lips and chin and neck, sucking at her skin until I could see the goosebumps rise. The lengthy moan she gave when my fingers found her nipple felt like an incredible compliment to me.

She moved her hand from my breast to my shoulder, where she applied pressure guiding me downwards. I didn't really need an audible order, I could see what she wanted in her eyes, she was watching me so hungrily, so needily, and I obeyed the unspoken request, beginning to kiss my way down her body. I spent a moment playing with her right nipple between my lips, sucking and licking at it with the tip of my tongue, pulling at it and watching her tit bounce when I suddenly released it from my mouth. I never noticed the tiny almost imperceptible hairs on her skin until they were all standing at attention because of the goose bumps. Her breathing grew increasingly heavy. Then I scanned her body with my eyes, seeking out little bumps and freckles and kissing them lovingly as I scooted down the bed. Her legs spread for me, her fingers ran through my hair, and by the time my kisses landed on her inner thigh, she had moved one foot up over my shoulder and used her leg to squeeze my face a little bit between her legs. I tried to stay calm while I guided my lips towards her pussy. My hands had found perches - one on the bed, one on her hip, but I relaxed and she shifted and kind of crushed my head into position with her thigh muscle. I was grateful for the affection and warmth she exuded through the tiniest movements of her fingers on my scalp, rubbing little semi-circles here and there with her finger pads. I couldn't really properly serve her from that position, but I tried to kiss at her and nuzzle myself against her by shifting my head left and right. It was kind of awkward but also incredibly comfy.

When she spread her legs, I glanced up to see something that will always be locked into my mind: Olivia is one of the most stunningly beautiful women I've ever seen, and she was looking down at me with her mouth hanging open, her tongue slightly forward, absolute desire written in her eyes. Desire for me. Her skin had a slight sheen from the sweat of cuddling. I loved every inch of that woman, and I still do. I returned my gaze to her womanhood which was pleasantly close to me, and moved in for a kiss. I licked my lips just before they made contact with her skin and heard her groan a quick 'fuck' under her breath. Taking my time, adoring her pussy with cute little kisses, making a show of it with loud 'mwah' noises here and there intermingled with my giggles, watching her moan and squeeze her legs together even though I knew she wanted more from me, turning my head to kiss her thigh and teasingly lick the skin where her own pussy lips kissed against her thigh when she did... these are my favorite memories.

"Oh my god Kis you're so cute..." She was panting.

I nuzzled my mouth against her, dragging my lips across her, left and then right, eyes closed as I savored the moment, blushing from the compliment and the butterflies in my stomach conjured by the dream of making her orgasm.

When I finally slipped my tongue forward to explore inside the folds of her, I opened my eyes to see her gazing at me intensely. I watched her brow rise and fall in reaction to my movements. I could almost see the movements of my tongue played out on her face, a little flick up towards her clit would make her eyebrow shoot up, then I would teasingly drag the opposite side of my tongue back downward and watch her brow lower. I could sense her intense focus and the sensitivity of this delicate part of herself that she had entrusted me with. I will never forget the sight of it when I brought my tongue all the way up to very briefly give her clit a sloppy 'hello' lick. She quaked beneath me and watched me adoringly as I started to lick up and down her, tasting her and loving her with each movement of my tongue.

She has a large clit, and puffy pussy lips, which are both quite a lot of fun to play with. I was absolutely enthralled to get to play with those lips between my own, and to hear her moan when I sucked her clit between my lips, cupping the end of my tongue around it before starting to lift and fold and flop my tongue back and forth across it, using both sides of my tongue to give her nub a reverent, sloppy, and gentle beating. I could tell that was a bit too much based on the squeak she gave - a kind of strangled yelp - so I backed off to plant more kisses and licks in equally tender but less aggressive ways.

With one hand snuck back behind her to dig my fingers into her left butt cheek, I squeezed hard and pulled us together - the movement also made my face kind of sink into her because I was no longer holding myself up with that hand, so my nose pushed against her folds and the sticky sweat and natural lube from her pussy began to coat more of my face, my chin and the whole area around my mouth because I'd been burying my face in her. I hadn't ever had the opportunity to eat a pussy before that, so I didn't really do a good job of it in retrospect, but she seemed to love it and that was enough to drive me crazy too.

For a moment I broke the connection between my lips and her pussy, just to reposition myself. Liv fought me slightly - playfully - with the leg she still had over my shoulder, pressing her heel into my back to stop me from moving my mouth too far away from her. My butt was awkwardly way up in the air because my knees were still on the bed, so I settled down by letting my legs hang over the edge of the bed and that let my torso sink more fully down while I buried my face even more deeply in between her legs. Her hand went from playing with my ear to full on gripping at my skull through my hair, pulling me towards her, and she started to grind herself against my mouth. I closed my eyes and stuck my tongue forward and tried to lick and suck at her while she moved, but she was unrelenting, lifting her hips to drag herself up across my cheek and grind her clit briefly against my nose - it was a total mess, soon my whole face was sticky with her juices and my own saliva. I happen to know Liv loves that sort of thing - she sometimes just licks my face all over for fun, or drools into my mouth while she's kissing me from above, and I revel in the mess she makes of me - but at the time I wondered if I was doing things wrong.

Hearing her moans echo in the dorm room and feeling the intensity of her thighs squeezing against either side of my head reassured me that I was doing something right, at least. She hadn't said a word, which was unusual for her. She'd just moved the leg that was beneath me out wide, then that foot also went over my shoulder and in an instant her thighs came crashing in to crush my face between them. I lost myself in that bizarre intimacy - at the time it was new to me - of having my face completely smothered. I focused my whole being on exploring her with my tongue, and my fingers went up to dig into her hips, but one of her hands met mine and interlocked fingers with me. She used the leverage of that desperate handshake to tug at me, and I could feel her need in the trembling of her fingers. I moved my attention back up to her clit, once again sloppily attacking it with my tongue, trying to think about what I would want her to do to me if the positions were reversed. This time my loving assault on her clit was rewarded with a gasp of desperation, each upturned scooping lick of her clit would illicit a new delighted squeak from her, and then a warm breathy 'oooohhh' when I dragged the backside of my tongue back down across her nub. I continued as dutifully as I could though my tongue was growing quite tired. The rapid spasms in her thighs and pelvis encouraged me to continue, as did the loud moan and the sound of her lifting her head and slamming it back into the bed repeatedly. She quaked against me as she started to cum.

I kept the intensity up as her orgasm spread through her, until I felt the sudden limpness in her muscles, at which point I relented, returning to giving her cute kisses and little licks. She twisted her hips to one side, fully relaxing, panting loudly while her fingers spread out. The weight of her limp thigh crushing my face was really nice. When I started to wiggle my way out from between her legs, her hand rapidly found my head again and held me there. "Not yet."

She held me there, a sweaty sticky mess between her legs, for what felt like a long time, though I suspect it was only a few minutes.

It wasn't unusual for her to be stern like that, but in that brief time I reflected, got anxious, soothed myself, and more. I hoped she wasn't still upset with me, thought about how maybe she wanted to keep me in such a submissive position to ensure I learned from my previous mistakes. Somehow, I knew that even if she was angry with me she would still love me. She could squeeze her love into me one way or another, even angrily, and I would never object... but she would want me to object at some point, and so I would do it. For her, I would learn to say no sometimes.

So I pulled away, and she let me. "We... should get cleaned up." I didn't ask, I just said it, and she smiled at me. Maybe that was the real secret to how she had won my heart so completely.

Saying yes to her was too easy. Learning to say no to her at all was a huge step forward, though I know in retrospect that I still had a lot of learning to do that that point.