I Allowed Him A Kiss

I Allowed Him A Kiss – An Erotic Sex Story

The sun was setting on the horizon, casting a beautiful golden glow across the sky. I stood at my bedroom window, looking out at the view, and my heart began to race as I waited for him to arrive. He had asked me to meet him here, in my room, and I had reluctantly agreed. I knew what he wanted and I knew I should say no. But something inside me told me to take a chance and let him in.

I heard his footsteps coming up the stairs, and my heart raced even faster. I took a deep breath and prepared myself for the moment. As he entered the room, I felt the tension between us rising. He was tall and handsome, with dark brown eyes and a muscular build. His lips were curved into a gentle smile and he looked at me with a kind of longing that I had never seen before.

He came closer and I could smell his cologne. It was intoxicating and I felt my body responding to it. He reached out and touched my arm, his fingers sending a tingle through my whole body. Then he leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine. The kiss was gentle and tender, and I felt myself melting into it.

He pulled away and looked into my eyes. “I allowed him a kiss,” he said softly. I nodded, and he smiled. He leaned in for another kiss, this time his lips were more demanding and passionate. He explored my mouth with his tongue and I felt a wave of pleasure wash over me.

I responded eagerly, my hands running up and down his back. His hands cupped my face and he deepened the kiss even further. His lips moved down my neck and I felt a wave of desire coursing through me. He kissed down my shoulders and then further down to my breasts. His tongue teased my nipples and I moaned in pleasure.

He moved further down and his hands moved to my waist. His fingers explored my curves and I felt my body responding to his touch. He moved further down and I felt his hot breath on my inner thighs. He pushed my legs apart and kissed me deeply, his tongue exploring my most intimate places.

I gasped in pleasure as his tongue licked my clitoris. He moved his mouth around my wetness and I felt my body trembling with pleasure. His tongue moved in and out of me and his fingers played inside me. I moaned and writhed beneath his touch as my orgasm built within me.

Finally, I felt the waves of pleasure washing over me and I gasped in pleasure. He smiled and kissed me gently on the forehead. My body shuddered with pleasure and my mind drifted off into a blissful state.

He laid down beside me and pulled me close to him. I snuggled up in his arms and felt his warmth radiating through me. We laid there in each other’s arms for what felt like hours, just enjoying the moment. Finally, we fell asleep, content and happy in each other’s arms.

The following morning I awoke to find him gone. I felt a twinge of sadness as I realized he was gone. But I was also grateful for the moment we shared. I allowed him a kiss and in doing so, I opened my heart to him. And I knew that I would always remember that special moment.