A balmy spring night. A light breeze coming in through the window, flowing over bare skin. She is only vaguely aware of this as her attention is focused on the man holding her in bed, hands touching, caressing, gently groping...the quiet of the night punctuated by the sounds of lips kissing in the dark, the whisper of movement on bed sheets, soft sighs of bliss.
He lays her on her back, moving his kisses from her lips to her cheek, to her earlobe, pausing to whisper lover's talk in her ear...trailing kisses to her neck, down her midriff, his mouth gently closing over her left breast as he cups it in his hand...she feels his tongue circle the nipple, and sighs as she feels it harden in his mouth, between his lips...he moves his mouth to the right breast and she can feel heat build below her waist, wetness forming...she arches her back, moving her breasts forward, giving him full access as she stretches her arms to either side of her, moaning in contentment as she feels her muscles stretch and tingle, the blood pumping through, making her feel awake and alive.
Now she feels his mouth move down to her belly, and she smiles and closes her eyes, whispering his name, and how it makes her feel...she gasps as his lips find her inner thighs, and she can feel the heat inside her build as she opens her legs for him...she reaches down to run her hands through his hair as his lips meet her pussy, kissing it softly, and she feels his tongue flick out, tasting her wetness, and she moans his name as she feels it slip inside her, wet and warm, licking and darting around, feeling his hot breath, feeling the tip of his tongue flick against her clit...she bucks her hips, feeling her orgasm building, not trying to hold back for she knows he won't stop no matter how many times she comes, and she would never want him to until he had his fill...after a few minutes of being fucked by his tongue, her orgasm hits like a rolling thunder, and she feels her muscles lock, her legs stiffen, her breath catches before she can take in enough air to cry out, and she can feel her wetness gush out into his mouth.
He stops for a minute, letting her catch her breath before he flips her over onto her belly, and moves up so that he's over her, rubbing her back and shoulders, whispering in her ear at how he's not done yet, how he wants to make her feel good, and she can feel his cock hard against her ass, and his precum mixed with her own wetness from her pussy makes his cock slick enough to slide between her ass cheeks, letting her feel how much length he has for her, and she wants it. She wants all of him, now, she whispers back to him. Tonight, she does not want to make love.
Tonight, she wants to be fucked.
He smiles and kneels behind her, pulling her up by her hips so that she's on all fours, and rubs the head of his cock against her pussy, teasing her. She moans at how good it feels, and closes her eyes as she feels him slide his cock deep inside, just long enough and just thick enough, a perfect fit.
He moves his hips, sliding his cock back and forth in her pussy at a good rhythm...she can feel her pulse in her ears as she moans and sighs, calling his name, urging him on, telling him to take her, to fuck her, to do it to her hard...he starts moving faster, and she grabs the bedsheet in front of her, holding on for a fast ride, she can feel her wetness soaking his cock, dripping over his balls, she can feel her heart racing, her breath coming out in loud gasps, and she can feel her orgasm build again, and calls his name, all restraint gone, calling for it, begging for it...
She can hear his breathing quicken, his own moans growing louder, and she can tell he's close. And now, she takes charge, moving her own hips as he holds still, grinding against him, urging him on, wanting to feel him explode deep inside her, feeling the walls of her pussy start to contract around his swelling cock...
He cums first, with all the force a gunshot, yelling out as his cock pulses, and he gushes inside her, and it sends her over the edge, and she screams his name as she cums with him...finally, they collapse on the bed, totally spent, both trying to catch their breath. He pulls her body to him so that they're spooning together, and she can feel his cock soften and slide out. As her pulse returns to normal, she kisses his hands and closes her eyes, feeling her body start to drift away to sleep.
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