High Voltage/Imagine Hannah
From Create Your Own Story
With my eyes closed, I imagined Hannah laying in bed with me. She had a lesbian thing in the past, certainly she would know how to treat my body. I watched as she undressed for me, her bra falling to the floor and releasing her perfect breasts, which seemed so much larger simply because she was so short. Her brown eyes looked deep into mine, her eyelashes fluttering as she lowered her face. Soon all I could see were her eyes looking up at me, for her face was hidden behind my body like the setting sun, and although I couldn't see the rest of her face, I could feel it. Her tongue exploring my body, lapping gently at my clit and caressing my labia. My eyes opened and Hannah was gone, but my hand was still moving between my legs.
I shut my eyes once again and Hannah was back, exactly were she had been, licking me slowly. I watched as I put my hands on her head, running my fingers through her hair, and holding her up against my pussy. She never broke eye contact, and watching her intense stare while knowing she was causing all this pleasure was erotic. I could see that she was finding enjoyment in watching me squirm beneath her; her eyes showed her emotions as she ate me. I gasped loudly, surprising myself, causing me to open my eyes.
I quickly shut them and Hannah had returned. She moved to lift her face from my crotch, but I pushed her head back. She was more aggressive now, moving her tongue more quickly. I could feel the intensity building. With each flick. Her eyes unmoved. Watching me. And then I was overcome with throes of pleasure. I tried to move my hips, to remove her from my now sensitive pussy, but she was relentless. Her eyes continued to stare me down as he tongue continued. When she was satisfied with my pleasure, she crawled up to my face, slid her hand between my legs and kissed me.
Her kiss was intoxicating, I hadn't kissed anyone beside Jess in years, but here I was, locking lips with a sexy brunette as she touched me. I was moaning in pleasure, but her the taste of her lips silenced me. I could smell vagina on her face. I has smelled it before with Jess, but now it was my scent, and it was on her face from what she did to me. I had marked her with my scent, and it turned me on even more. Her hands worked magic between my legs, until I moaned loudly again, causing me to open my eyes and Hannah to disappear. I tried to shut them, but she was gone. I was panting quickly, and my right hand was wet. My smile faded as I looked at the time.
I leapt from the bed and picked my clothes off the floor. I stood in front of the mirror and watched the beautiful girl in the reflection slowly pull her red and black panties up her smooth legs. The lace waistband beckoned to be pulled back down, but I resisted. Watching myself in the mirror was exhilarating.
The girl in the mirror folded her arms in front of her breasts, as if she was trying to hide from me, and coyly turned to the side. I saw the word "LOVE" printed in all capital letters across her bottom. She bent at the hips, spreading her legs slightly, and I imagined how good it would feel to have something slide between them. My hand descended on my pussy and stroked it broadly. It was still damp and visions of Hannah came back into my mind, but I had places I needed to be.
I quickly put on a bra and the black scoop-neck shirt. My cleavage was on display, which would probably help my tips for the evening. I pulled on another pair of jeans, shoes, and grabbed my keys. It was time to go to work.
Should I:
