“I can’t change the past… but I’m here now. If you would still like to get to know me… better… I promise I won’t run away again.” I told her in a soft steady voice. She tilted her head slightly to her left shoulder, closer to me and nodded once never taking her eyes off of mine. I leaned down and kissed her softly on her lips, a slow delicate sensual kiss with only our lips touching. It was electric in its intensity all the same. Drawing back slightly so that her one eye became two again in my view, I grinned facetiously. “As long as you don’t tickle me that is…” and yelped as she suddenly grabbed at my ribs with both hands and rolled over on top of me again giggling and squealing… or was that me giggling and squealing?
Once more, after much squirming and struggling with fast flying agile hands and fingers I managed to grab Michelle’s hands at the wrists and bring her assault to bay. Somehow her scrunchy had come loose and her curly auburn locks were sprayed wildly about her face and shoulders, the loose curls flowing and bouncing. Michelle’s bare breasts seemed to grow slightly with every breath she took then recede a bit as she exhaled, her little nipples standing out proud and wanting attention.
“What if I want to touch you?” She demanded petulantly sticking out her bottom lip in an attempt to look like she was pouting, but the look just wouldn’t work with the excited joy in her eyes.
“I have… no… problems with… you touching… me…” I panted trying to catch my breath “Just don’t… tickle me!” I pleaded. Michelle rolled her beautiful eyes and puffed out a breath from the corner of her mouth blowing some stray strands of her hair out of her face.
“Fine! I won’t tickle you…” Michelle conceded but I noticed out of the corner of my eye that her fingers were crossed and there was still a hint of mischief in her eyes as she smiled down at me innocently. I looked at her and raised one eyebrow questioningly and slowly released her wrists then shot both my hands to her breasts and latched my fingers onto her nipples and just held them, barely squeezing them in a challenging way. Michelle turned her head a bit to one side and raised both eyebrows as if asking me if I really wanted to do that. She licked her lips and narrowed her eyes and asked. “Is that a threat or a promise?”
“I’m not threatening anything… but I can promise that I can or will try anything that you would like to, to make you feel good.” I said looking up into her beautiful sexy face, as I tugged on the nipples ever so slightly and rolled them between my thumbs and index fingers. The involuntary shudder that went through Michelle and the slight gasp was a sign that she liked it, her smile was my reward. Her eyes were sparkling again with those little gold flecks swimming in the endless blue green depths of those liquid gems. I felt Michelle’s hands sliding down my forearms and her hands trying to wrap around them at my elbows. I released her nipples and gently cupped each breast in my hands feeling their weight and petite fullness, they were so soft yet still firm, and warm to the touch. My hands slid on to her sides, my hands flat against her skin, the thumbs pointing back to her breasts and the fingers edging around to her back. I pulled her down to me pressing her soft skin and those breasts into my chest as my right hand slid up to the back of her neck, my fingers tangling in the curls of her wavy hair. Our lips collided and our tongues began to dance again in a breathless energetic oral confrontation.
My mind was split. Part of me was lost in kissing Michelle, and part of me wanted to explore her, all of her. My left hand had slid down her right side to her waist and my fingers were half under and half out of the top of her jeans. Michelle must have been well aware of this as perhaps her mind was split as well. Without breaking our kiss she rose up slightly creating a gap between us. Her breasts were still touching my chest but only barely, her nipples teasing my own. She reached down between us with both of her hands and unsnapped and unzipped her jeans loosening them. Her hands went to her hips and began pushing her jeans down. I released the back of her neck and we stopped kissing long enough to pull back and breath. Panting and smiling nervously… ‘nervously?’ Michelle stood up on her knees and pushed her jeans down as far as she could. Another puff of air to blow the hair out of her face she grimaced and flopped over on her side to my right, rolling on her back so that both legs were now up in the air she kicked her legs until her jeans were only hanging on one foot. With one more kick they went flying off the end of the bed. Now clad in only a light pink pair of cotton panties, that had a visible wet spot on them at the crotch, Michelle rolled back over on her left side to look at me. She had her left arm crossing over her breasts as if suddenly modest and her right arm draped over her hip with her hand covering up the crotch of her panties. I rolled over on my right side again propping my head up on my right hand and elbow. I mouthed a silent ‘WOW’ as my eyes traveled from head to toe and back looking at Michelle. This is the first time I had seen… so much of her. The word adorable would seem just a little tame for a de***********ion of her charms. Her toned and trim legs were gorgeous as they transitioned into her slightly narrow hips that dipped down to a narrow waistline only to widen slightly again as her flat toned torso and tummy gave way to a small but decidedly feminine bust featuring those beautiful if a little small breasts. Her collar bones stuck out a little as her shoulders while fit and trim were not muscular or padded with anything extra. Her neck seemed to flow gracefully from her center up to that delicate face that I was so hopelessly enamored with. That wild mass of wavy curly auburn hair fitted her spirit and personality. But time and time again it was Michelle’s eyes that captured most if not all of my attention. Those bottomless light blue green pools with the glittering gold flecks captured my gaze and my helpless mind every time I gazed into them.
Those magical orbs were locked on mine and from some distant time or place I could hear a soft hesitant voice speaking to me. Snapping out of my mesmerized state of mind I realized Michelle was speaking to me.
“Well I’m glad you haven’t run away. I must not be hideous at least.” She said cautiously biting her bottom lip. I smiled at her and stretched my left hand over to gently stroke the backs of my fingers over the soft skin of her right cheek.
“Chelle… You are ANYTHING but hideous. You are breathtaking…” I solemnly spoke in a quiet voice full of wonder.
“Nooo… I’m too skinny and I don’t have any boobs to speak of and this hair…” She puffed again blowing the hair out of her face and looked down demurely averting her gaze self-consciously. Frowning I moved my left hand to take hers in my fingers and clasp it in a firm grip. This pulled her arm towards me a bit and away from covering her small breasts. Michelle looked up at me her brows knitted still.