The Beautiful Kind

I asked The Belle if I could be present for the first time she and The Beau kissed.

She said yes.

They had been flirting for a long time, rubbing shoulders, cuddling, but it was never OK for them to actually kiss. The sexual tension between them was palpable. And I was going to witness them finally cross the line.

But it was way more than sexual. They were mentally hungry for each other, they had this strong undercurrent of respect and admiration flowing. The energy was amazing.

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We all lounged around on the bed in the shadowy room. He lay on his back, gazing up at her kneeling beside him. I sat a ways away, intensely observing.

“If you want my shirt off, you’re going to have to take it off yourself,” she told him coyly. FINALLY, the invitation he had been waiting for.

If it had been my hands, they would have trembled as they gently tugged the shirt over her head, but his big hands were steady. She knelt there in her bra, her smooth skin giving off a soft sheeny glow in the dark.

“The bra, too,” she murmured.

He reached up and expertly undid the front clasp, and the shells of her bra fell away, revealing her small, beautiful breasts. They looked virginal.

They gazed into each other’s eyes for a moment, and he reached up to take her by the back of the head, gently pulling her face down to his, her hair tangled in his fingers. Their lips met.

They kissed. It felt like a sacred moment. I held my breath. I had fantasized about the two of them kissing for weeks, and now they were actually doing it. It’s amazing when reality surpasses fantasy.

As they kissed, smiled, kissed, they both kept saying, “I can’t believe I’m finally kissing you.”

It was driving me crazy. They looked so sexy together. They were so into each other, so tender yet passionate. I loved how his arm flexed as he reached up and held her head. I loved how she held him by his jaw. I loved watching his strong hands roam over her soft skin. I loved the delicious sounds they made as their mouths worked in unison, drinking each other in, hearing her little sighs and his ragged breathing.

Finally I couldn’t stand it any longer - I felt like my cunt was going to explode. I huskily ordered them to keep kissing until I had an orgasm. They didn’t mind putting on a show for me. I got out the wand and sat there and masturbated, basking in them…

And um, they don’t know this, but in my head he was her older brother or uncle and she was 15 and had a huge crush on him and they were finally acting on it.

I came in like ten seconds.