It’s that look that makes the universe around you slowly disintegrate. The absolute attention of the gaze in the eye and the lust that speaks waterfalls of words in complete silence. The longing for unification. A hand slowly reaches over, and the fingertips gently touch the upper side of my breast. It had been years, but imagination had made love every single day since then. I spread my legs and slowly lowered my hand while I used my other hand to push an armlength of space between us. I wanted him to watch, watch me. I stood up and carefully lowered my skirt. My long blond hair naturally fell down and stroked my breasts, coming back up. My gaze didn’t wander off; I wanted to see his face while I touched myself, thinking of everything he would do to me if I let him. The silence was broken by our accelerated breath. I unbuttoned my shirt, slowly showing a black shiny thru lace bra. He didn’t notice, but he held his breath; I did. A black chair in the corner invited me to sit down, and I put one leg on the side of the chair. The lightning showed my shiny lips spreading, inviting.
I lifted my hand gestured no with my finger, not yet. His hand couldn’t help but rub his pants; I slowly stroked my clit and, with the other hand, gently squeezed my boobs, moaning naughty. I gestured him to come over, and as he came near, I put my hand on his head, gently pushing him down. His wet warm tongue touched kindly; there was a tension between us as if hell would burst loose. His tongue made his way up, over my lower belly, along the navel, perfectly stroking his tongue between my boobs, gently making his way to the lips of my mouth. He paused as he looked into my eyes and whispered, I can’t believe this is real.
I moved closer, leaning in to kiss but turned away at the very last moment, stroking cheek to cheek, playfully biting his earlobe. I unbuttoned his shirt and left my hands to rub around his toned chest locking eyes, refusing to look away. I sensually turned around and kneeled on the chair. I put my hands against the wall and tilted my head to the side. I felt his breath in my neck while I heard him unbuttoning his pants. His hands locked around my belly and slid up, locking my nipples between his fingers. He whispered silent, I want you. His right hand slid down my waist, making it around my hips, nearly touching my inner lips. He rubbed the inside of my leg while he pressed his hard penis against me. I an explosion of genuine passion, he lifted me up and turned me back around. He gently bit my lower lip and walked me to the bed. He put me down on the bed and whispered, spread your legs. He pushed down his pants, and his hardened penis contracted against his lower abs. Touch yourself, he said while he bent over me. I moaned silently in his left ear, and he pushed my hand aside. While he pushed his penis inside me, his strong arm went under my waist, lifting me up, wrapping my legs around his waist; I started to move and ride him. For the first time, our eyes closed while we lost ourselves in a passionate kiss. As something dominant woke up in him, he stood up, lifted me, and put me on the edge of the window.
The window was open, and I could feel the warm summer wind in my back while I trusted his strong arms not to let me fall. My long hair fell over his arm, firmly wrapped around my back. While I tilted my head back, he bit my nipple, instantly making me come; my lips contracted rhythmically around his penis while he pushed deep. Giving me time to orgasm, he clearly enjoyed feeling my body shocking backward. Still horny from the orgasm, I kneeled down, blowing him; I looked up, locking eyes, once again, instantly making his testicles come rockhard. I felt the sperm traveling up and sucked softly, helping the sperm explode violently in my mouth. I Loved it.
Mmmm