My heart began stuttering the instant I saw you lounging back in your chair. Those silky bronze legs gently bent and poised, drawing in the sun while twinkles from your anklet catch my eye. The waves continue lapping at the beach but all I hear is my heart as my throat tightens from the arousal you’ve given me. You are smooth and elegant; the wind is even enticed by you as it teases and sways through your hair. I want to meet your eyes, but I worry you will see my growing manhood as my heart throbs and gazes at you. Your sunhat keeps me out of view while I try to persuade my legs to walk closer and set my chair next to yours. I turn slightly to adjust my now plump member from being too obvious, and I muster the courage to set up a little closer to you.
Author: Floating_Anvil
Sprinkle for my Sundae
Some people say the best part of waking up is that first sip of coffee. The aroma of that little addictive bean that instantly heightens our senses and widens our eyes is almost unmatched. It’s almost unexplainable how the smell, the warmth, and taste instantly wakens us from a narcoleptic coma to a fully functional professional, generating error free TPS reports with the perfect cover sheet.
Others would say the best part of waking up is seeing the sun beaming in the window, kissing their cheek as if Sol, the Norske Sun Goddess herself, just so happen to stop by and wake your sorry ass up.
The pet lovers would argue that the best way to wake up is having Sparkles, the overweight Corgi, licking their face and slobbering her tongue freshly dipped in the Papa John’s garlic sauce they accidently left out in her four-inch reach the night prior.
I believed any one of these could be the best wake up until you entered my mind.
Oral Eruptions [M/F]
I’m just laying in bed and you walk in. As you do, every one of my senses goes on high alert, my pulse increases, my eyes widen, my whole body turns warm. You sashay toward me, and you lower down to give me a kiss. Your hair swaying in my face like a silky brown drape. The blood rushes to my lips as I prepare to kiss. I see your eyes glimmer, but just shy of blessing me with your perfect kiss, you stop. You smirk, and your eyes turn playful. Your beautiful thin eyebrows raise even more, locking in your playfulness. You’re teasing me, making me desire you even more.
You move in again, I purse my lips, and you pull your head back again. I can’t take it. Your lips dart in for mine and we lock lips, but at the same time you send your hand down my pants. Your hand wraps around me. I’m hard. What you do to me is amazing. You’re very playful right now. You’re nibbling at my lips and pumping me. I reach up your shirt and feel those beautiful breasts. I am your putty, I’m melting.
[MF] Soaking you up
Seeing you laying there so gracefully, peacefully, angelically, sends a surge of passion straight from my eyes to my pounding heart. Your hand graced with perfect fingers is gently draped over the side of the bath, your silky smooth legs glisten as they extend beyond the spheres of clear bubbles on top of the crystal blue water. A bead of water slowly runs down your left leg teasing me at how close and intimate it is. Your neck nestled back on a pillow allowing your hair to flow over your shoulders into the bubbles, swaying gently on top of the warm blanket of water. Your neck is so perfectly poised to lead me on a path to your chin, then your lips, your cheeks or those perfect breasts just cresting the water.
I know you know I’m here, but you don’t move. I kneel down and i caress your fingers barely touching them drawing little circles and figure eights with my fingertips while I slowly work from the tips of your fingers, up your arm, to your shoulders. Still not opening your eyes but your pressed lips, slightly break the seal and reveal a potential smile in the making.
A shower to remember
Our slippery wet bodies feel so great together. A magnetism I’ve never felt before. I love the way your lips taste and the way a little bit of your wet hair glazes across your face sticking to your cheek just a little bit. As I taste your lips I run my hand across your cheek letting my fingers slowly feel their way to your ear lobe. Your tounge massaging mine, my thumb gently rubbing your ear while the rest of my hand teases the base of your neck through the lace of your wet hair.
The warm shower blanketing our steamy slippery bodies rubbing each other’s. Every little move you make sends the pulse from my heart straight to my rock hard cock. Your curves, your perfect lips and chin, your big blue eyes, the way little drops of water dance off if your breasts almost sends me into convulsions. As you grab my hand and our fingers dance an intimate ballet, first swaying across your breasts, my chest, then our stomachs.
Twice as nice.
I’m savoring our slow swaying as we enjoy every touch, every kiss, and the warmth of your legs wrapped around my waist.
I shiver as you grab my arms and force them softly up your body, across your breasts, encouraging my fingers to lightly brush and then squeeze and stretch your nipples. Your low moan and bottom lip biting as you momentarily throw your head back letting me know it’s what you wanted. No, it’s what you needed.
You begin sucking on my fingers, I’m totally mesmerized as my free hand explores every inch of you , slowly, lightly, playfully, ready, both of us knowing what to come. I’m laying here taking in every sight of your body as you face me on top, getting me harder and harder.
I stare into your eyes and the instant our eyes lock I can’t help but moan your name. Your body begins flexing, still slowly, but more as you lose control to the raw pure sexual pleasure we are sharing. I gently reach up and run my right hand through your hair, pulling your head closer to mine.
My sleeping beauty
I gently open your bedroom to witness a glimpse of sunlight kissing your neck demonstrating where the term Sleeping beauty came from. The sight of you instantly becomes my oxygen as I breathe in your beauty.
I slip in the room and pull up “Come and get your love” by Redbone on my phone. I set it to a comfortable volume and place it on your nightstand.
I softly lay next to you lightly kissing your neck waiting for to to wake up. Your eyes slowly open and your smile radiates the room. My right hand begins swirling your satin locks of hair. Touching your ear and nibbling just below your cheek.
My left hand blindly travels under your sheets to find your body. I find your shirt and inch it to the side so I can feel you. My hand now circling your belly button while I’m kissing your neck.
Your left arm stretched out and your hand gently rubbing my head. Your right hand under the sheets meets mine and our fingers flirt a little after a quick ballet. I begin caressing your stomach and your hand follows. I slowly work lower toward your panties, my index finger playing with the top elastic band until my whole hands slips in.
Fire and Ice
You must have had the midnight munchies because I walked into the dark kitchen to see the refrigerator door propped open from what can only be described as a 5’11 goddess, slightly bent over with your ass poking out from the flannel shirt. The curves of your legs start at your calves and travel in perfect sync of each other through your thighs to an ass that all women get jealous of. The little purple shear triangle of your panties leaving very little for me to imagine what’s beneath.
I muster up the power to overcome my trance and say “You are so damn hot!” I thought it would startle you but you simply stood up shut the door and turned around as your green eyes pierced me to my core. You smirk just about the same time your eyelids half close in a sexual challenge.
I walk over and all I can stare at is your nipple peking out from behind the unbuttoned flannel. “Baby, you can’t handle this heat” flows off of your lips poising your modelesque fingers on your hip over the bottom edge of the flannel.
Show her a little swing.
I can hear the music playing through the door. I knew you were in a good mood before I walked in. I mean who wouldn’t be in a good mood listening to the Rolling Stones “Honkey Tonk Women”?
I walk in and see that perfect ass of yours bent over picking something up off the floor. Your ass cheeks hanging out of what can barley be called shorts. Outlining your pussy lips and showcasing my new motivation.
Immediately my groin warms up as my cock begins to grow against my inner thigh. You hear me walk in and rather than stand up to greet me you see that I’m in awe and your head barley peers out from the side with a big smile. You shake your ass a bit more for me and I can tell you are very playful right now.
All I can mutter is a deep throaty “wow”!
Still bent over I walk up behind you and begin to grind. You abruptly stand up, turn around and grab my jaw firmly with your hand. It shakes me and my eyes widen. You tell me how I’m not going to start that without kissing you first. Then your lips dart for mine and your arms wrap around my neck as you pull your body in close.