Her face was so close to mine I could feel the uneven warm breath against my cheek, I smiled, enjoying this simple but unbelievably empowering form of foreplay.

My fluctuating fingers changed from a whisper of a touch to pressing into Millies skin, my thumbs feeling her muscles contract under my touch, I ran them over her ribs entranced by how smooth and plaint her skin was. I could’ve stood there all day, relishing in this new and liberating activity. But my body hungered more.

I pushed Millies top up, encouraging her to lift her arms up as I pulled the offending article off and dropped it to the floor to join with my own discarded garment. My lips were against the newly freed skin instantly as I planted soft kisses along the top of her chest. Running my tongue down into the valley between her ***** I grabbed hold of her hips, pulling them into mine. This seemed to falter Millie and she grabbed my ***** for some support and rested her mouth against my shoulder as I continued on my voyage of discovery.

For the first time in my life I was looking at ***** with the urge to touch them, to take the erect nipples into my mouth and love them with my tongue. Just the mere sight of Millies perfectly formed, supple ***** were creating a warmth somewhere deeper, inside of me. I grazed my lips over the surface of her left breast, hearing a moan in my right ear and a pair of hands move to my sides. I felt the firm nipple brush past my lips light touch and I returned, allowing my tongue to bring the hard nub into my mouth. A deep groan came from my mouth as I sucked, tasted and kissed Millies nipple. I could hear my heart beat thumping in my ears, I was so turned on I couldn’t even comprehend coherent thought.

Oh *****. Millie gasped, suddenly fondling the flies on my jeans.

I released my hold on her breast and my lips were covered by hers, she hooked her fingers underneath my waist band and pulled me forwards whilst also undoing my jeans. I didn’t realise Millie was such a good multi-tasker!