We began fucking with our eyes from the moment I walked through your door. I asked to wash my hands, in a brief moment of self-restraint and nod to our broader circumstances, feeling you wrap your arms around me even before I had finished drying them. Leaning back into your embrace for a moment I savor this calm, your scent (clean, with the faintest hint of clove), and the contrast between the smoothness of your freshly shaved cheek against the back of my neck and the hard quickening of your cock pressing into the soft rise of my ass.
Without saying a word I turn to you, needing the press of your lips against mine. We make out standing in your kitchen until suddenly I find myself seated on your countertop, skirt swept up, your face immediately buried in the wet folds of my cunt, already licking me hard. I love how you knew I wouldn’t need any teasing tonight, the weeks of waiting and fantasizing about fucking you were foreplay enough. Running my hands through your hair I cum quickly, pulling at handfuls while pushing your face still deeper onto my clit. You look up watching me, head thrown back now against the cabinet frame, neck exposed, breasts still covered. *I want more. I need you inside me.* You scoop me up off the counter, carrying me to your bed as I whisper into your ear about the dozens of times between last time and this time I’ve worked myself to climax thinking about your dick sliding into me, rough fucking me to sated sleep.
We strip, and immediately put myself on my knees and spread myself for you, enjoying the feel of my own fingers sliding over my slick swollen labia, parting them for you waiting dick. You smile, thrusting into me slowly, quickly making sure I can take your length straightaway before you begin railing into me furiously, smacking my ass as my head rolls back in pleasure. *You feel so goooood.*
But neither of us can last in this position long. You pause, and I use my ass and the force of my legs to push you back, allowing me to sit reverse cowgirl in your lap, bucking and grinding on you ever so slowly. Your hands, and probably your eyes, are on my ass, watching it bounce as I ride your dick. I grip my breasts, and watch myself in the long mirror facing your bed. You can’t help yourself and begin thrusting back, lifting me until we’re both nearly vertical now, on our knees back to front looking at each other in that mirror, admiring the way your dick slides in and out of me over and over. You grab my breasts, each of them just fuller than a handful in your firm grip, rolling my nipples between thumb and forefinger, occasionally twisting them with your squeeze. I snake my hand up to caress your cheek, and you kiss my fingers, bringing the tip of one into your mouth and sucking it. This takes me over the edge, and you watch as my body flexes like a taut bow, rolling back into yours, forcefully overtaken by the contractions of another whole-body orgasm.
I know you’re close though. I want to satisfy you like you’ve satisfied me, and I don’t want to make you wait. I slide out of our increasingly sweaty embrace, off your dick for only a moment before grasping it with my hand and covering its head with my wet lips, swirling over it again and again with my tongue. You moan in pleasure, and I go harder, working your shaft hard and fast now with my hand, periodically testing to see how down my throat I can take your 7 inches. I reach one hand up to begin fingering around your asshole, playing with your crack and teasing over its opening. Your head is back, eyes closed, you’re trying to hold back but can’t any longer. Anticipating, I slide you back further into my throat and quickly feel my mouth filling with your cum. I swallow, but as another pulse and another continue I release you, feeling the warmth of your last spurts hit my cheek. Looking into your eyes I swallow and slowly lick my lips. You raise your hand to my face, using your fingers to wipe yourself up off my cheek and bringing them to my mouth so that I can clean them for you. You kiss me then deeply, and I smell myself still on your face. This makes me want you more, but for moment at least, I am content. We lean back, quiet, caressing each other inside an island of light, surrounded by darkness.
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