Sensory Pleasure
Part - That's where you take me
Karen H.

As my hand reaches the bottom of her dress just above her knee, I stop kissing her and just look at her. "Damn...you’re beautiful." She blushes slightly and bites her bottom lip. The combination of these is enough to make me just want to rip off her dress. As I move down to kiss her again I grind my hips against hers and start to run my hand lightly against her thigh, under her dress.

"Dawson...I..." She says into my mouth.

I break away from the kiss. "Joey I want to make love to you."

"I...Dawson, I want to make love to you." She says smiling up at me, all her embarrassment from before seems to be gone.

The hand that was running against her thigh starts to move upwards, taking her dress with it. Her shocking pink panties are now in full view. I move my hand round to cup her ass and oh...wait a minute.

"Is that a thong?" she nods her head slightly and I think that I might be looking surprised. "You always wear one of these?"

She shrugs her shoulders and smiles. "Wouldn’t you like to know!"

"Yes, I would like to know." I say as I play with the side of the thong, teasing her with the fact that I’m going to remove it.

She grinds her hips up against mine, licks her lips and then replies. "Oh...Sometimes I don’t wear anything Dawson." She says suggestively.

Right now I’m conjuring up all sorts of images of Joey, minus her underwear. I think that I’m about ready to burst. Wow . . . can’t wait for that part.

He’s started to suckle my neck again and his fingers are lightly rubbing the skin underneath the waistband, edging lower slowly. This is really getting too much for me and I want him to speed up a little. I reach down for his hand and move it to where it was eventually going to end up.

Why isn’t he doing anything? Why has he stopped everything? I thrust my hips upwards against his hand. He lifts his head and looks at me as I wriggle about slightly. Hey if he’s not gonna do this then I’ll just do the movements. Let him be still.

"Continue." I say.

"Was there something wrong?"

"No nothing wrong."

"Then what...?"

"Just didn’t seem to be going fast enough for me!"

"You’d rather I hurried this and had it be over quick?" He asks confused.

"No."

"Well just let me do this my way."

"Okay." I say as I grind my hips against his fingers. "Just don’t leave me hanging."

It’s at this moment that I hear Audrey’s key in the door.

I think that my ability to reproduce has just been taken away from me, that’s the first thought that goes through my head as I roll around on the floor in pain. I’ve somehow gotten the brunt of Joey’s attempt to hide what was in the process of happening.

As soon as she heard the key in the door she pushed me off of her, at the same time trying to get up off of the bed. It was the latter part that attributed to my very erect penis getting kneed by Joey. So now it’s throbbing and not for a good reason.

Audrey staggers into the room and where is Joey? I manage to lift my head enough to see her standing by her desk. She’s trying to look innocent but I know different.

"Hey Audrey." Joey says. "I thought that you where staying out with everyone else."

Audrey pulls back the blanket on her bed. "Nah, they’re all going home. Hey is that Dawson?"

"Yes it is." Joey says still playing innocent.

"What are you doing down there?" Audrey asks as she climbs into bed.

I stand up. "I was planning on going to sleep."

"Oh, okay...don’t mind me." She says and her head hits the pillow.

"Night Audrey." Joey and I both say at the same time.

"Night." Audrey replies. "Oh and you can go back to the horizontal tango now. I’m not falling for the whole sleeping thing."

We both look at each other shocked, mouths slightly agape. How could she have known? Will she tell anyone?

Suddenly Joey is standing in front of me, tugging at my hand.

"Where are we going?" I whisper.

"To the bathroom." She whispers back.

"Why?" She just turns and looks at me. "Oh..OH!" The picture has just become clear and I might be looking surprised again as she leads me in the direction of the bathroom.