Her luscious lips caressed my neck as a soft moan escaped my mouth. I could feel her fingers tracing up my inner thigh as my breaths turned to gasps.
I couldn't believe what was happening. I had never been interested in women but she was different. She was mysterious and mesmerizing, entrancing and exciting. She made me feel more like a woman than any man could possibly ever do. The look in her eyes everytime she looked at me was pure passion and it lit my ass up. All she had to do was say my name and I melted.
She was running her fingers along the edges of my shorts and I could feel my body trembling. My body was her canvas and I was begging to be a masterpiece. I wanted her to explore every inch of me, mold and change me until I succumb entirely. My eyes were closed but I could envision her every move. Her hands were under my shirt now working up to my chest, just barely grazing my nipple. I wanted more, I was craving her touch. I reached up and took her hand in mine, directing it down to my already wet pussy. She pulled back and whispered "Not Yet".
Her hand went back under my shirt as she gently massaged my breast. I was shaking and moaning, focused on how great it felt to have this breathtaking woman touch me when I felt her tongue flick my nipple. I nearly screamed as she gently closed her teeth around my nipple and bit down, soft at first then harder. I grabbed her face and pulled her up to me. I kissed her neck first, timid and sweet, then on those plump, juicy lips. I felt her tongue on my lips and my mouth opened on its own. Instinct. I could feel the desire start to take over as she slid her tongue over mine. My eyes rolled back and I let out a few loud moans. As she climbed on top of my quivering body her kisses made my heart pound. Slowly she undressed me, shirt, shorts, bra, until I was down to my thong. She looked at me, smiled, and her mouth moved down to my dripping lips. She kissed them.
I could feel my body getting weak against her touch. My breathing was short and rapid. I was moaning damn near uncontrollably. My legs were restless, whether from nerves or pleasure I'm not sure. I was naked now, so was she. Perfect, almost like a goddess. the way her decadent skin touched mine was as if I had been wrapped in silk. She brushed her fingers over my body, painting the blank canvas. Her fingers found their way, quickly, to my pussy. As she parted my lips I could feel the warm fluids dripping from me. This time she moaned. I could no longer contain myself, I reached down and grabbed her hand, forcing her inside me. Pure ecstasy. I was on cloud nine. "I want to feel you taste all my sweet juices" I whispered. "Your wish is my command" she responded.
She ran her tongue down my aching clit. As my back arched her tongue penetrated my swollen walls and I orgasmed harder than I had ever before. Then my alarm goes off.