It’s just you and me now. We’re standing outside your door, the soft city lights casting colored shadows that dance and flicker around us, the warm summer night air whispering through the gentle waves of your long hair. Our arms around each other, you feel my hand against the small of your back, holding you close, the ephemeral glow of a night of cocktails, laughter and romance enveloping us.
As you turn the key in the door, I move my hand down to the edge of your midnight-black mini dress. All night it’s been driving me wild, tightly hugging every shape and curve of your petite figure, a bold stroke of fabric fitted perfectly to your body and dramatically cutting off high on your long, fit legs, moving with your body in a sensual rhythm of temptation and desire.
My hand reaches the edge of the dress and I pull it up slightly, my hand reaching underneath, feeling the curve of your ass underneath. Then, you feel my hand move toward the front of your legs with daring confidence. You glance back at me with a quick, coy smile, moving your hand to pull your dress down and guide my hand away in a silent, teasing gesture of anticipation.
Pushing the door open slowly, you lead me inside, your hand in mine, setting your keys softly on the kitchen bar. You pause in a fleeting moment of habit to listen for the quiet click of the latch behind us. Inside, we’re awash in soft light and crisscross shadows from the windows. A single sharp line of light outside, finding a crack in the drawn shades, passes through a bottle of Fernet on a high counter, throwing soft verdant light through deep shadows.
Your left hand intertwined with mine, you lead me towards your bed, the light filtering through the windows and falling on your body — tall, petite, your legs rising up from high heels, long and sexy, naked until they reach the hem of your black dress hugging your upper thighs.
Our heartbeats quicken, our breaths shorten. I turn you around, pulling you toward me with passion, bringing my face close to yours. My clear blue eyes look deep into yours, our short breaths filled with intimacy as our lips hover close to each other. We suspend ourselves in a still moment of passion. We can resist no longer, now — we cannot stop. We kiss, first holding our lips against each other as though we will never move again, then kissing with passion, our tongues intertwined. Our hands are over each other as our bodies move with the rhythm of the kiss.
Now, again, my hand moves down your back, slowly over your ass, and then down to the edge of your dress. Running my hand across the edge, teasing you as I follow the border between fabric and skin, I pull your dress up slightly, feeling the soft, warm skin of your legs under my fingers. You feel my breath quicken, my right arm pull you in with strength.
Slipping my hand under your dress, I move my hand around from your ass to the front of your leg, caressing you firmly as we kiss, pulling you in ever closer. Then, with one sensual, natural movement, you move your hips under my hand and shift your feet, opening your legs slightly as my hand moves up… and you feel my fingers move and touch your thong.
As we stand pressed against each other, my hand feels you underneath your panties, soft and warm. You feel a small rush as you get wetter, my fingers moving slowly over your thong, pressing into you gently. As we kiss, I caress your pussy through your panties, feeling your arousal and passion under my fingers. And then, with a slight movement, you feel me move a finger underneath your thong.
For a moment, I feel your pussy under my fingers. My heart quickens, my breaths get deeper, my cock harder. We kiss passionately as I touch you, warm and wet between your legs. And then, you pull back, my hand coming out from under your panties. You bring your hand up to my chest and hold me gently at a distance with bended arm, looking at me with a longing gaze.
I watch as you take your dress off, and then your bra and your thong, your naked body moving like a sensual dream before me. You come close to me again. I feel the warmth of your naked body before me as you slowly undress me. Then, turning, you slowly lie down on the bed.
As you lie on your back, beautiful and naked, bathed in light casting filtered shadows on your soft skin, I climb onto the bed. Our eyes are locked as my hands move up your legs, my body slowly rising over yours. You look down towards my chest and then down further — you see me erect and big, ready to take you and be one with your body. But not quite yet…
Climbing onto you, my hands wander up your thighs and then onto your hips. As we kiss, you feel me guiding your hips into rhythm with mine, rolling together in waves of passion. You feel me move one hand slowly up to your breast, and I feel you perfect and soft under my hand, your nipple hard with excitement in the still night air. With my index finger, I trace circles around, over, around your hard nipple.
Your body moves under mine in waves of desire as I move my mouth from your lips and to your neck, kissing you softly first, then firmly and passionately, one hand still on your breast. As I kiss your neck, you feel waves of electric excitement with each touch of my lips.
Still kissing, my hand wanders down your body, and you feel it reach your pussy. I feel you soft under my fingers, aching for me as I press slowly, separaring your lips. As I feel your clit under my fingertip — firm, warm and wet — you moan, taking a sudden and quick breath, a wave of warm, electric pleasure flowing up your naked body as I touch you, your hips slowly rolling under my hand.
My fingers play with you and I start to kiss your cheek, then your ear, my tongue slightly flicking around your ear as I kiss you, and then I whisper in your ear, passion and desire strong in my quiet voice, “I want to taste you.”
I kiss your cheek, then your mouth, my tongue pushing inside your mouth for a moment, then kiss your neck. As my lips move down to your breast, my fingers move down from your clit, spreading your lips to feel how wet you are, your hips rolling under my hand with pleasure, forward and back, and then forward again, as you feel my fingers playing with your pussy, sliding down, and around in small circles, teasing you as you gasp and moan with desire. Your back arches and your hips roll under the movements of my hand on your pussy.
My lips are on your breast, your nipple in my mouth, as my tongue moves in circles, feeling it hard and firm. Moaning with pleasure, you say softly to me, “I want to feel your mouth on me, now.”
I kiss down from your breast, moving slowly until I reach your hips, then moving my hand up from your pussy, both hands on your hips, I reach the top of your pussy with my lips, and stop.
Breathing deeply, I take in your smell, my nose pressed gently against your soft skin. You can feel my breath over your pussy, dancing across you like a soft, warm breeze.
And then, my tongue… my tongue moves down and touches your pussy, pushing down and between your lips, spreading you until you can feel my warm, wet tongue touch your clit. You take in a quick, deep breath, your back arching with a rush of uncontrollable pleasure as I start to move my tongue.
Slowly, at first, in circles around your clit, then over and across. Flicking up firmly and quickly, then down with long strokes. Tracing your pussy with my tongue, I am completely absorbed by you and your scent, driven wild by the taste of your sexuality. Your eyes are closed, your head back, moving your hips as you feel my face between your legs, my mouth and tongue playing with your pussy. You feel my warm hands firmly caressing your legs, moving up your thighs and your hips as you move your body under me. The way you move your body drives me wild, and I want more, and I feel your body longing for more.
I move my hands from your hips, back down to your thighs, and gently but firmly push them apart, spreading your legs wide on the bed before me. You feel your pussy opening as I spread your legs, begging for more from me, from my mouth, from my tongue.
Wrapping my arms around your legs from underneath, I pull your hips closer, pulling you into me, feeling your wetness all over my face. As you moan and writhe under my tongue and my arms, you feel the beginnings of an orgasm rising uncontrollably from your clit. You lift your head slightly to look down at me, and as you see my head between your legs, you see that I’ve rotated my hips to the side, so that you get a glimpse of my cock, hard and erect, moving on the sheets as my hips rotate in rhythm with the motion of your body.
You lean your head back again and arch your back, feeling my tongue on your pussy as you let your imagination wander, fantasizing about what it will feel like when I push my cock inside of you. With one long, firm movement, my tongue rolls down your wet pussy and traces a slow circle, spreading your lips open, and then back to the center, and…
I push my tongue inside of you. You feel me moving it inside of you, pushing, licking as it pulls out, then back in again.
My tongue all the way in your pussy, the tip of my tongue flicks inside of you. I pull it partially out, around in circles, and back in. Flicking, around in circles, then out and around the lips of your pussy, teasing your clitoris, and then back down. With every movement of my tongue in you and around you, you feel yourself gushing with wetness. You can smell your sexuality, hear the quiet sounds of pleasure, feel my tongue and the touch of my hands on your body, every sense alive with sex.
You want to cum now, badly. Your body starts to tremble under the touch of my tongue, the movement of your hips getting stronger. You feel your skin hot, the wetness of your pussy soaking the inside of your legs, running down onto the sheets.
You feel pulsing inside of your pussy as it clenches and relaxes, clenches and relaxes, an uncontrollable sexual rhythm driven by my tongue.
As I feel you start to rise to orgasm, I move my tongue back up to your clit, moving around with faster circles.
Flicking up, and down again. Up, up, up, then around, and then across. Around again in circles. Up, up, down slowly, up over your clit, again, and again.
I feel you wanting to feel me inside of you as you cum, so I move my right hand up your thigh, slowly, all the way up, grasping your leg under my strong hands, until — you gasp as my fingers touch your pussy. I spread your lips open with my fingers, and then rub my finger around your pussy as my tongue plays with your clit.
My finger moves around in circles, then gently presses against you, as if it were my cock, exploring and teasing your pussy before entering you. Around and around, I hold my finger against your pussy, still and steady but for the tiniest vibration, and then I push my finger inside you. You feel me penetrate you, your pussy sending waves of electric warmth up your spine, through your hips, down your legs, engulfing you.
As I hold my finger inside of your pussy, moving my fingertip inside of you with small, rhythmic circles, I bring my face even closer to your pussy. Then I pull my face back for a moment, and say —
“Cum for me, baby. Cum for me. I want to feel your pussy cum on me.”
My tongue and mouth all over your pussy, you feel me moving on your clit, my finger inside of you. Feeling you about to cum, I move my other hand from your hips and up to your perfect breast, caressing you firmly as the tip of my finger moves around your hard, erect nipple. You feel nothing but me, all over you, all over your body, waves of pleasure rising ever stronger.
Suddenly, you feel the orgasm coming, hard, fast, irresistible, unstoppable… and now you are cumming! Your entire body writhes, your hips pulling away from my face and then rolling back down, involuntarily pressing your pussy into me again as you feel your body move around my fingers inside of you.
Your back arches, wave after wave passing through you, your clit becoming wildly sensitive under my tongue. You want more, but your body cannot take it. I feel your breast heaving under my hand, your nipples getting even harder. You moan and scream uncontrollably as your orgasm peaks, your body entirely beyond your control. You feel one final gush of wetness deep inside of you, your pussy clenching my fingers moving gently inside of you.
And then, your body suddenly relaxes as the wave passes. Gasping, panting, you feel the after shocks flowing through you, shuddering uncontrollably with pleasure. You look down and lock eyes with me, then look further down to catch a glimpse of my cock, hard and erect. And then you lean your head back and close your eyes again.
As you lean back, your hips roll with soft, gentle waves in front of my face. I look at your pussy, spread open, pink and soaking wet, throbbing and pulsing, moving with your hips. My hands slowly caress your legs and your body, bringing you down from cumming.
And then I rest my head on you, my face at the top of your pussy. Smelling you, gazing at your perfection. You can feel the movement of my hips on the bed — I’m driven wild by your orgasm. Your smell, your taste. The smooth wetness of your pussy, the warm softness of your skin.
I look up at you, my blue eyes again staring into yours with passion. Moving move my hands to either side of your hips, I gently bring my body halfway up. I look you in the eyes with naked passion and desire, and say —
“I want to be inside of you.”
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