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At the time all this kicked off, my life was very middle-of-the-road Sometimes, people just enter your world. I did not want this. I had shut the door to me and all of me. From First we spoke I became transfixed. I loved how she thought, how she processed information, and then I heard her voice. A voice I had longed to hear. A voice I had only heard in my dreams. Can this be true? As my want for her grew. At first I had no idea. Then I realized in my heart she was the one. So much like me but not. I knew in my heart if we ever, would there be the end. She was tall, but proportioned, with eyes that you could drown in and shoulders to die for. I looked, wide eyed I didn't exactly consider myself a goddess, so I was sure she was plenty good enough. Knowing that I would not be a disappointment. For a handsome womyn I be. Knowing that if I never took a chance then I would never have love again. We talked, It felt as though she was releasing everything into me, as though she'd needed to do this for a very long time. As for me, the realization had come on only very recently but nevertheless made me feel somehow complete. I wanted my hands in her hair, and her arms to be around me, beneath my jacket. For some reason this time it felt so right, I knew in my heart we would clicked. If I could I feel this would happen. In a dream or in none, I was hers.

Our breathing would quickened as we hungrily kissed each other, hands everywhere. We would feel liberated, as though this was always there all this time. I would fell her tongue it would be exploring my mouth, and clearly I wouldn't be the only one feeling somewhat overwhelmed.

After a minute or so would we pulled back, I would want her face in my hands, and looked her in the eyes. I would notice all things about her, like the texture of her skin. Her beauty in and out was gorgeous. We would, couldn't understand why it was. When we'd first got to know each other I ran afraid and so was she.

The sensations were great, I couldn't have denied it, but I wasn't thinking of Amy at all. In my head I was kissing Amy,And it felt so right. Amy's' mouth opened, accepting my tongue "Lead the way," I said. Amy took my hand and led me to her bedroom. She shut the door behind us after all, we hardly needed to be joined by anyone later, and pushed me down on her vast bed. She climbed onto the bed so that she was straddling my torso and looked down with pure, raw lust in her eyes. Her initial surprise and vulnerability had apparently now been replaced with desire and confidence. This was a side to Amy that I'd wanted but never felt or seen before, but I liked it and was hungry for more. She leant forward and began to kiss me again, whilst undoing the top buttons of my shirt. She was just wearing a T-shirt and a pair of old jeans, and as she sat atop me I let me fingertips roam under me She smiled her approval and started to run her lips over the valley between my breasts. I felt wonderful, and she was a master with her tongue, eliciting shudders from me with almost every touch. She then started to explore my breasts themselves through the fabric, all the while taking her time, in no hurry. Amy had been waiting for this for a long time and was not going to rush it. I felt my nipples spontaneously harden as the material next to them dampened slightly from her mouth.

Part of me wanted to pull Amy hard down and really fire things up, but this felt exquisite and I was slave to her caress. Then she shifted over so that she was on her back beside me, and I was not going to pass up this opportunity. I rolled on top of her and kissed her, first on the lips, then the neck. She extended her neck when I did this, presenting more of it to me, and also used it as a chance to push my shirt completely away from my body. Not content with that though, she also unhooked my bra and let that too fall away. My breasts were now pressed up against her still clothed body, and she pushed my head away from her neck so that she could get better access to them. Amy gazed upon them, then took my right breast into her mouth and sucked on it. I couldn't help but groan as she did this. The way she was manipulating my nipple with her agile tongue was a joy to behold. I pulled my breast away from her and kissed her hard, rolling onto my back again and pulling her on top of me as I did so. I reached under her top and unfastened her bra, then pulled both garments over her head and away, letting her breasts fall onto mine. Amy's breasts were splendid, they begged for my mouth and I was happy to oblige. I ran my tongue around the edges of them, inhaling the scent of her skin. She managed me felt giddy. I couldn't get enough.

I circled each of her dark nipples with the tip of my tongue and then sucked that on her left breast into my mouth. Amy's groaned deeply and I continued, alternating the pressure with which I played her. She was writhing around beneath me, becoming quite frantic by now, and I loved what I was doing to her. Her breasts were so soft, they felt so very good against my cheek. She had my head in her hands and was not letting me go, not that I would have gone anywhere at any rate. She was arching her back to thrust her ample mounds closer to me still, and after a little while I had to come up just for air! I looked at her face, her expression was one of unbridled passion. I used the break to sit up for a second and remove my shoes, before leaning back over and kissing Amy's stomach.