The timber floorboards creaked slightly as she crept up the stairs.
“Oh damn i-“ she muttered to herself.
Barefoot with a pair of black sweatpants and a white t shirt, she took the steps a little slower. The chill in the air made her nipples erect, visible under her thin pink t shirt.
One to tease, her sweatpants were slung low enough on her wide hips to expose the black whale tail of her lace trimmed thong.
As she reached the top of the staircase, she slowed her breathing. Her heart was racing.
He was still asleep, but she continued through the doorway.
A faint glow came through the window from the street lamp outside; he lay resting, unaware that she’d stopped by to pay him a visit.
She pulled a long, red, silk cloth from her pocket. Still asleep, she bent over him and kissed his forehead lightly. Her lips caressed the sides of his face, trailing down to his lip, which she bit gently, waking him.
As his eyes adjusted, he smiled, knowing she had some delicious seduction planned. He lay quite still, however within 30 seconds his erection gave away any act of “playing it cool.”
Straddling him, she removed his sweater…planting kisses along the side of his neck, causing him to twitch involuntarily. It was like electricity.
His hands moved to grab her body, but she swatted them away and grinned cheekily.
“I don’t think so.”
“But what about just a -“
“No buts, no ifs, you’re mine tonight,” she growled.
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She had a way about her, a touch unlike any other. She was smooth. She was sexy. Within moments she could have the hair on the back of his neck stick up, or make his pants feel incredibly tight with a few brushes of her hand.
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She kissed him again along his collarbone, up towards his neck and to his ear. She liked to tease him with her breath… slow and deep, with a gasp for effect when she wanted to kick things up a notch. Slow and sensual was her game, and she played it so well.
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He knew he was good with his hands and he could definitely tease a woman. But tonight it was her turn to tease – or maybe torture- him.
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Her hands moved along his torso, over his chest, down his arms, to his hands, which she held briefly before repeating this path with her fingers. Slow passionate kisses were followed by fast, hungry, almost desperate ones ; her desire for him was obvious. She wanted him, but she was holding back. He could feel that it caused conflict within her – she wanted him inside her so much, yet she also wanted to tease him until he couldn’t take it any longer.
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My god this body is driving me crazy, he thought to himself.
From her large and heavy breasts , which narrowed to a tiny waist…. god, he wanted her. Her proportions drove him wild. Her solid thighs and an ass to match made it seem as though her body was made for sex. He wanted to spend a lot of time not just exploring, but getting to know this body.
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She moved on top of him with an ease which showed him how comfortable she was… her womanly instincts served her well, as she pressed herself against him… which of course made him unbearably hard.
His hands found the band of her sweatpants, to which he discovered a lacy black g string. Against her skin it was sexy, arousing.
He toyed with the string , then pressed his fingers against her pussy. Her breath hitched and she paused momentarily.
When he saw that she was preparing herself for more, he stopped. Perhaps he should let her do her thing… though it was incredibly tempting to turn the tables and see her body reach to his touch…
No, he thought to himself.
He could already feel her wetness through her panties and sweatpants. He could feel her arousal, he took in her perfume, which, combined with her natural scent, was a knockout.
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Tormented with desire, she was unsure of how to proceed. She pushed his hand away, and continued to kiss up along his neck, her hands wandering further south…
Taking her index finger, she playfully popped it into her mouth, sucking as if it were a chocolate-banana flavoured chup-a-chup. This excited him, and his body instinctively moved towards hers. She pushed him back again and smirked. She had him where she wanted him.
Her eyes widened as she felt him twitch beneath her, and she reacted by rocking her hips ontop of his, teasing his cock with the gentle rubbing and swaying. Kneeling, she took his hand and placed his index finger in her mouth, licking and sucking, just waiting for him to try something.
Such a damn tease, he thought. But he loved every minute of this slow seduction of hers.
Her hands found the top of his pants, freeing him easily. She slid her sweatpants past her ankles and onto the ground, now the only thing between them being that cheeky black thong.
Her wetness trickled down through her panties, wetting his tip just a little. Just enough for him to ache to be inside her. She looked into his eyes as she placed her legs either side of him. Pulling her panties aside, their eyes locked, she slid down onto him, gasping and gripping his thigh.
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