“I’d very much like to stop by your place, but no coffee, I’d like another drink.” Responded Alison.Tom led the tall blond toward his apartme...t, fumbled with the knob, which was unlocked and opened the door. “Let me get the lights.”“I don’t need lights lover.” Said Alison as she closed the doors, “Just come here and kiss me.”Tom found himself right where he wanted to be in an exploring kiss with the big girl. She was strong and hugged him as they explored each other’s mouths. She rubbed. Your nipples are poking through the material, begging to be freed from the entrapment of the garment. Soon, they will be.The forefinger of my other hand traces your lips, soft and sensuous as they are. Leaning into you yet again, my lips replace my finger as I take your bottom lip between mine, slightly pulling it toward me. I taste you. You taste me. Breaking away from your lips, I nuzzle your neck, smelling the intoxicating aroma of your perfume. Kisses almost too soft to feel grace your. Sighs slid from me into her, slid from her into me. My hand roamed over her taunt abdomen to furtively cup the weight of her breast. Within the palm of my hand it felt like a soft globe of warmth, set with the hard tip of her aroused nipple held taunt be the silver bar ran through the puckered flesh. I rolled the metal between my fingers, twisting her nipple slightly, just enough to elicit a moan from deep inside her."Please," she murmured, her hands pushing down on my chest. "god, please."She. .."We're back, bitches."And on CHYOA, of all places."Right? I mean, Literotica is cool and all, but this place is fuckin' dope. Hands down."If we had hands, I would agree with you. Well, I do agree with you, but-"Yeah, yeah. We physically don't have hands. Quit reminding me."Since you're literally just Dialogue personified, I don't see how you could forget that fact."Oh, well sor-ry. Not all of us are uber-coherent Narrators."Coherent? Huh... I think that's the closest thing to a compliment.