It’s cold outside, I was just coming home from work. I used to change my clothes when I received a message. It’s from you. You were asking me if you could come to me. From the message I noticed that you are sad. I said you could come. I knew it would take you at least half an hour to get to me, so I took a shower.
You arrived. You smelled of hot summer rain. I see you raining, even though it wasn’t raining. You’re telling me that an idiot sprayed you with a car. You knew where the bathroom was, you said you wanted to wash yourself a little. I’m letting you be, I went to the kitchen. I hear you singing in the shower. Your favorite song. You just called me to bring you something. I go into the bathroom, you’re not a person to be embarrassed by your body, but you don’t see me because of the steam. I see you naked, shining in the warmth of the room and with the last rays of the sun on your wet hair. Beautiful picture. You had your back to me. I kiss your shoulder, take your hair off your neck and kiss your ear. You sigh briefly. You grabbed me by the back of the neck and we kissed deeply and hard. You’re pulling me next to you, it doesn’t matter that I’m dressed. I run my hands over your back, grab your ass with both hands and run my fingers over your hot area. Easy enough to let out another sigh, but now deeper. I grab your arms up to your wrists and stick you to the wall, kiss you hard again, suck your tongue, I know you like it. I go down to your breasts, kiss them on the side run my lips lightly over my nipples and kiss you on the chest, between the breasts. I let go of your arms, and go down to your vagina, kiss your belly, play with your navel a little. I kiss you firmly on top of him, but I don’t go down any further. As I was holding your legs, your thighs felt a little shaky. I kiss your thighs inside, very close to the forbidden area, but no more. I can smell your maddening scent. but you can only feel my breath cold and almost you’re almost falling. You tell me you can’t, you want to touch yourself, to finish yourself, but I’m not leaving you. I whisper in your ear:
-Not yet, a little longer, just a little longer.
We look at each other and look at me with confidence. You know I’m not disappointing you. I take you in my arms, in the bedroom, as wet as we are. I kiss you again. I throw you in bed, I tell you:
– The icing was delicious, I want to see what the cake tastes like.
I kiss you again, I reach your breasts again, as if bigger because of your horniness. I lowered my hand between your thighs, lightly, with my fingertips, scratching them. You can’t stand it any longer, you stick your fingernails behind me when I suck one of your nipples and squeeze the other one lightly between your fingers. I do the same for the other. You’re searching for my hand between my thighs and you want to take it and touch it again. I descend abruptly and lick you along the entrance, deep and long. As you felt my tongue, you squeezed my head like a vice and screamed. I’m playing with your clit. I suck it, I move it with my tongue. Your fingers work with your nipples.
At one point, as I play with my tongue on your sweet lips, you scream and I’m tasting all your sweet nectar. You’re done. But you’re not letting me go. Honestly, I don’t want to leave either. That’s all you like. You can’t, you tell me you want me in you, strong, hard and strong. I’m telling you that I still have something to eat. By the way, you like these games, the kitchen and the rest. I see you smiling. I’m glad. I insert a finger into you as I “violate” your clit with my tongue. I feel you trembling again. I insert another finger and scream. Did I touch anything, be it a button? I’m playing with your clit, but you can’t, you’re done again.
I’m telling you that it was the best cake I’ve ever eaten, as if it was sweeter than any other cake. I’m leaving you. I kiss you, but you bite my lower lip to the blood. Jumping on me, it’s your turn, you tell me. You kiss me on the neck, you bite me lightly. You go down to my chest, lick my nipples. You bite them a little. You know I like that, to bite me. You kiss me on the stomach, meanwhile, you take her in your hand.
As you touch me, I become even harder. It hurts so much, but I know it’s a nice pain. I know you’re not the type to rush to get the job done. I know that what you receive, you give back. You got it, but you know how to give it back. You play next to my thighs, you bite me a little harder, you know I can handle it. You start to lick it easily, you play with the tip, as if it were an ice cream. Suddenly, you put it all in my mouth and suck me deep, like you want to suck all the juice out of me. You don’t leave me alone for a minute, you know you like it and you know I like the way you suck it. Suddenly, you leave it and get on top of me. You’re riding me and scratching my chest. I get up, kiss you and play with your breasts. You sigh of pleasure. I touch you with your fingers on the back, wherever you like. I kiss your right ear. Where you get more aroused. I feel like you’re done again. You planted yourself even harder in me and your legs tightened around me. I get up and go back, I sit next to you, I lift your leg and I enter you again. With one hand I play with your nipples, with one I play with your clitoris. Even so, you tremble. I put you on my back and I enter you.
I want it easy, but you’re nervous and you want hard today. You put your hands on my ass and pull me hard inside you. We both sigh, as if for the first time. You squeeze me with your thighs and coordinate my movements. We’re synchronizing. You feel like I’m about to finish telling me:
– Now I want to taste the icing.
I feel like laughing, but I look at you in amazement as you suck me again. I’m thinking, does she really want me to cum in her mouth? I don’t think you’re that kind of girl. Besides, you didn’t even want to see what it looked like. I leave you in your game, but I bring you with your vagina to my mouth. I stick my tongue in you, you scream a little, I think I scared you. You didn’t expect it. I suck your clit again. Now I’m pulling his teeth a little. Not too hard, because now it hurts how sensitive he is. I blow lightly on him, and you cum. One more time. When you came, I was with it in your mouth. You squeezed my balls. I came in your mouth. I’m terrified, because I didn’t want to. You turn around, lick your lips and you tell me:
-It’s very tasty. I don’t want another one in your life.
I look at you and I tell you slowly:
-Let’s take a shower and then we’ll make a real cake and we’ll eat it.