I honestly didn't mean to...
When I came to this bonfire tonight, I really wasn't planning for anything to happen...not with you or anyone else. It was merely a simple gathering of friends hosted by my brother. What could be more innocent than that? Love was the furthest thing from my mind.
But then you arrived. My heart stopped as soon as you stepped out of your beat up old car and cast your first look my direction. I silently began to beat up on myself, reminding myself that you were no good for me, that you would only hurt me. Oh, why did I always have to fall for the bad boys?
The bonfire raged on. Over the course of the night I found myself gravitating to you more and more. You would throw meaningful glances at me that made my blood begin to boil. There was a sort of energy flowing between us that I couldn't describe, and I couldn't run from it no matter how I tried. Eventually, the guests dwindled until only me, you, my brother, and his girlfriend remained.
"Hey, I'm gonna take Mary Grace home now ok?"
And now, there is just you and me. I can feel my face flushing a bright crimson color so I throw myself in front of the fire in the hopes that you won't notice. Within moments, I am captivated by the flame, a slave to its erotic and passionate dance. I am so entranced that I do not hear you coming up behind me. I do not hear you set yourself directly behind me on the ground, but then your fingertips reach out, pulling me into your lap and I go willingly, all reservations having been cast out in those moments alone with the flame. You hold me there and we both gaze into the fire, becoming more and more heated all the while.
Seconds pass. The fire dances.
Then, you begin to trace a finger just below the curve of my jawbone. I am acutely aware of the light sensation of your fingertips on my skin, arousing me all the more. My breathing gets heavier as I lean back into you, falling under your gently woven spell. You pull my chin upwards so that our lips may meet, and suddenly sparks of electricity shoot out to dance with the flames. Our tongues weave in and out like ribbons and we are caught in this game for sure. I am unaware of anything but the feeling of your lips against mine.
My other senses are suddenly awakened with great force as I feel your hands moving slowly down the nape of my neck traveling down to content themselves with cupping my swollen breasts through the tank-top I am wearing. I can sense my nipples growing hard under your touch. You obviously notice too, and you slide one hand down the top of my shirt to feel my perky little nipple.
I shudder with ecstasy at your touch, and you take that as a signal to mean go. You slide my whole top up over my head and grasp both of my breasts with your hands, flicking and teasing my nipples to send me over the top. You bite my lip hard, sending shock waves all the way down my body, and then break away from my lips. Your kisses travel down my neck and between my breasts, though carefully avoiding them. You shower my stomach with kisses while dragging a fingernail slowly and assuredly just above my pant-line to heighten my senses.
Then you change focus, and attack my breasts with your mouth, biting the nipples and flicking them with your tongue. This alone is almost enough to make me orgasm, and I still have my pants on!
This, you obviously decide, should change immediately. You lower yourself down, and begin to undo my pants with your teeth. I help you out a little and then you slide them too slowly off of my legs. You trace your fingers lovingly up the outsides of my thighs, then the insides. You trace all around my aching mound but do not touch it. That's when it happens. A small whimper escapes from my mouth, resembling a puppy in pain. You look once into my eyes hard and deep and meaningful before literally ripping off my panties and pulling my legs apart.
You run your tongue once over the entirety of my vagina, and then you attack my swollen little clit. Biting and teasing me, you are sending me into overdrive and you know it. I am so ready to cum it hurts. But that's when you stop. You look up at me with a wicked grin. However, no sooner do I open my mouth to protest, than you dive in again. You use your fingers to massage my clit while your tongue darts in and out of my hole. You realize you have one free hand so you stick two of your fingers into my mouth for me to suck on.
It is too much. My body seizes up, every muscle becoming tense. Then I begin to contract around your tongue inside my pussy, going into controlled convulsions. You still don't stop, working your magic violently until you have licked me dry.
You remove your fingers from my mouth and place your hand on the small of my back, holding me tightly against you as my body calms itself. You lift my chin, and look into my eyes before kissing me again with all the passion of the roaring fire before us. One more hard bite and I shudder. I will never get enough of that. My eyes return to the magical flame as you stand up and gather up my clothes. You hand them to me with a mischievous grin.
"Thanks for inviting me to your bonfire, sweetheart. Hey, maybe next time it can be my turn..."
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