I had a rather hard time getting to sleep with my argument with Ramona last night still fresh in my mind. Not to mention the sexual frustration of never having gotten that 69 duel even started with her. I was debating whether or not to go to her room and apologize to her all night and that internal conflict distracted me so much that I wasn’t even able to masturbate and relieve my arousal. What a rotten night. Eventually, I just said fuck it and made up my mind to apologize to her first thing in the morning. I would have done it right then but it was pretty late and I didn’t want to pester her even more by waking her up. That mental commitment helped me finally start to get to sleep.
The next thing I remember was waking up to a strange, distinctive feeling. As I came out of sleep fully, I realized what it was. Someone running their fingers through my long, platinum blonde hair. I and I’m sure you have immediately guessed who it was. I turned over to see Ramona’s ghostly, pale form on the bed beside me. Smiling. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes as she continued playing with my hair. A feeling of sadness and regret came over me as I took a deep breath. I was about to open my mouth to do what I committed myself to doing last night but Ramona put her finger to my lips.
“Shhh…” Ramona shushed me. “You don’t need to say it….I am too.”
Our sad expressions were soon replaced by relieved grins, followed by giggling. Our first spat.
“Now…Where were we last night?” I asked her flirtatiously.
“I think I remember.” She said equally seductively.
She crawled over me and turned herself around in a counterclockwise position. We were about to have our first session of make up sex. I looked up at her pussy and it was truly glorious. I had seen it before, of course but never this close. It was so juicy, thick and tasty looking. The only pink on my girlfriend’s ghostly gray body. Just the sight of it was making my mouth water. Ramona then suddenly and deliberately dropped herself on top of me. I grabbed her tight, rippling ass, letting my fingers be absorbed by the powerful muscle and soft skin of it as I used my mouth to go to town on her. Ramona had done the same to me, of course.
“Mmmmmm!!!” I yelped into my meal as the feeling of her tongue penetrating my folds sent a rush of pleasure through my veins.
Ramona then shifted herself sideways, turning us horizontally. I had actually forgotten that we agreed to do this side to side last night so that it would be totally fair. Thank God she remembered for both of us. I felt her long, thick, silky, midnight black hair run down my legs and my own hair run her legs as my girlfriend and I devoured one another with passion, love and above all else, lust. All of my negative feelings from our argument last night evaporated and were replaced by nothing more or less than pure contentedness. I knew that Ramona felt the same. I could feel it in the way she ate me out and I intended to make sure she felt every bit of it right back.
The distinctive, primal, sloppy sounds of slurping, sucking, licking and moaning in pure euphoric bliss filled my bedroom. Ramona wrapped her legs around my head, both as a way to push my face deeper into her cxnt and also as a way of hugging me and letting me know that everything was okay. I did it right back to her. The pleasure I was feeling was out of this world and not just the physical pleasure either. I just felt so…welcome. So at ease with myself and the world around me. So completely and utterly satisfied with all things. It was like I had reached my own personal Nirvana.
“Mmmmffffff!!!” We both yelled into each other’s lower lips as we continued our mutual feast.
Our battle of cunnilingus had progressed from being slow, romantic and lovey dovey to something entirely different. We were now eating one another much more intensely, ferociously and aggressively but every bit as passionate and lustful, if not even more so than before. I pray to God that she wakes me up like this every single day. I felt her juices running down my face and jawline as I was sure she felt my own juices running down hers. I found her big, fat clit and wrapped my lips around it before kissing it with everything I had.
“Agh!” Ramona cried out from the sudden attack, briefly detaching her upper lips from my lower lips. “Okay, you cxnt eating slut. Let’s suck clits!”
She proceeded to do exactly that to me and even nibbled on my poor little clit with her teeth.
“Oh!” I yelped. “You dirty bitch!”
I gnawed on her clit right back. We kept this up for quite a while and we both climaxed many times. The feeling of her ejaculate splashing into my face, running down my throat and seeping into my hair was satisfying beyond description. That being said, I had cum plenty of times myself. So much so in fact that I could feel my cum seeping all the way down her long, flowing mane of hair and onto my legs. I could only hope that she felt the same thing. That was when my memory of the event faded as we both fell into a sexual haze and started running on pure animal instinct. The only thing I could remember from that point onwards was the constant rush of continuous orgasm after orgasm. I hoped that morning would never end. However, nothing good lasts forever.
I had once again passed out without even realizing it. The next thing I remember was waking up in my bed again. This time with Ramona by my side. Or rather, to the side of me with her head at my feet and vice versa. I wasn’t sure if she was awake yet but I was hesitant to disturb her. She looked so peaceful and content. Her hair was so long that it could be mistaken for an extra blanket. I was feeling great myself and wanted nothing more than to just go back into another deep, tranquil sleep. That was until my girlfriend began to stir. She yawned, stretched and changed her position to where she was right beside me, snuggled up to me. She gave me a loving peck on the cheek.
“What a morning, huh?” She asked.
“No kidding.” I agreed before my mood shifted.
“Listen…about last night…” I said sadly. “Forget about it. You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”
Ramona smiled and gave me another kiss, this time on the lips.
“Thank you.” She said. “Maybe someday I’ll tell you but…It’s not something I look back on fondly to put it very mildly.”
“I understand.” I said.
The raven then stared off into space for a bit before I interrupted her.
“Something on your mind, babe?” I asked.
“Oh, it’s nothing.” She answered. “Just a…really stupid idea I had. Forget about it.”
“If you say so.” I said.
Of course, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t still curious about her past or this supposedly dumb idea she just had but I’ve learned my lesson now. I won’t pry. She’ll tell me when and if she’s ever ready. One thing hasn’t changed though. My desire to dominate Ramona and claim my rightful place as the dominant girlfriend. I will make it happen, no matter how many times I have to try and I look forward to trying as many times as I possibly can.
