We stumble through the apartment door, slightly drunk. As soon as I get the door closed, I am astonished to find you upon me, attacking me with a savage kiss, opening and closing your mouth on mine over and over, sucking my lips, assaulting them its as if Im being eaten alive. I love it. I hold you tight, feeling the shape of you, returning your kiss, tasting you, sucking your tongue ..
As my mouth moves to your neck, licking and nibbling, tasting your delicious flesh, I feel your strong hands grasping my buttocks, pulling me to you even closer I am thrilled by your audacity, and return the favor by letting my hands seek out the cool flesh of your back. You do the same, and our hands rake, caress, explore I can already feel my cock getting hard, and instinctively, I press it, through layers of clothes, against the softness of your hips and belly.
Suddenly, your hands fly to my shoulders and start pressing down firmly its plain what you want. I willingly drop to my knees before you: you dont need to force me into that position. I eagerly set to work, unzipping your skirt at the side, tugging it down, hurriedly getting your panties out of the way Now your luscious pussy is revealed to me. You confidently step out of the skirt and panties at your ankles and stand with your feet set well apart. All the while, I have been struggling out of my shirt, and now my skin meets yours as I embrace you from below, feeling the softness of your ass against my hands, and the silkiness of your thighs against my forearms and chest as I bring my face up to meet your pussy, smelling you, tasting you, burying my face in you, stretching out my tongue so all of it can touch and taste you. Shifting my position, I close the whole of my lips and tongue on your rapidly-hardening clit, bringing up a single finger up to toy with your moist opening. Your juices flow, and I can taste them on your clit as I continue to alternately lick and suck you, all the while teasing your pussy with the very ends of my fingers, which threaten again and again to penetrate you, but always pull back at the last possible split second, just as your hips move to capture them. I hear you moan through tightly-closed lips, and feel your fingers first run themselves through my hair, then clutch my head, pulling my mouth more firmly against your pussy.
Finally, I give you what youre clearly hungry for, sliding my long finger into the lush softness of your pussy. You gasp, and, encouraged, I continue to tongue you as I slide my finger out, then in again, finger-fucking you first gently, then, at your urging, more firmly, and, as I feel you opening up, adding another finger to give you even more pleasure. With each stroke, I feel almost reluctant to withdraw from the delicious warmth inside you. I curve my fingers toward the front of your body, pressing firmly on the upstroke, and your wetness increases, drips onto my cheek, and the smell of you enfolds, envelops, overwhelms me.
Now your hands shift from the back of my head to the front, insistently pushing me away. At first I dont want to leave, holding myself to you by the one hand clutching your ass, but at last I acquiesce, standing to meet you face to face. You kiss me only briefly, then wind both your arms around one of mine and drag me, half-stumbling, down the hall toward your bedroom.
We can hardly get our remaining clothes out of the way fast enough. You soon put me back to work on your delicious pussy, while you stretch out on the bed, looking every bit the empress, stretching your arms out and up, embracing the big pillows under your head. I consume you as enthusiastically as before, only this time I sneak a hand down into my own lap. You are quick to notice this, and speak up, sharply admonishing me not to touch it, and to leave such things to you ..
Now we are lying on our sides, and your soft thighs embrace my head as the smell and taste of you again flood my senses; only this time I can feel you first teasing, then caressing my cock as your moans of pleasure rise to fill the room. My soft cries join yours as your touches become strokes become kisses become the licks of your satin tongue. I want your mouth, all of it, the full warmth and softness of it, but you know better than to let me have that so soon. Instead, you stroke me gently, using only the very tips of your fingers these light, feathery touches bring me again and again to the very brink of ecstasy.
I focus on the task before me, using both hands to enhance the exertions of my lips and tongue, with one hand making love to your pussy, and the other teasing your little anal pucker I can feel it jump and clench even as your hips move and roll against my mouth and insistent, invading fingers. Dare I molest your rectum? Even as I both lick and finger-fuck your pussy, my other hand explores this new possibility, prodding, massaging, working the excess effluence of your pussy into the tensed, puckered flesh. Slowly, little by little, it begins to relax, until it is quivering, open, even welcoming. One, then two knuckles slide in, and you groan, squeezing my finger, then gasp, and gasp again I cant see your face, but I imagine it contorting, eyes squeezed shut You cry out, but its strangled, cut short. You stiffen all over, breath caught. The spasm grips you, then releases you, and I am drowning in your fluids as you exhale in a long ragged breath that loudly proclaims your supreme pleasure.
I am content to continue servicing you in my current position, but you gently withdraw your loins from me, extricating and repositioning yourself out of my line of sight. Disoriented, I twist around, righting myself.
I am astonished to find that you have generously positioned yourself for me, on your knees, facing away, your exquisite ass raised, poised, ready. You have turned your head to face me I see your blushing, sweat-covered face, the hair of your bangs soaked, matted to your forehead. You smile wickedly, breathing the words, Now its your turn.
Feeling like a kid on Christmas morning, I position myself behind you, cock in hand. I fit myself against you, teasing the lips of your pussy, stroking them with the head of my cock. Your head is lowered, and your hips begin to roll, wanting to ensnare me, but I draw back slightly, allowing you to envelop only the head.
God, you feel so good! My cock is on fire, bursting out of its skin, overwhelmed by the sensations of your pussys sweet embrace. You push back, trying again to capture me, and, though I desperately want to fuck you, I again pull back, letting you feel only the head. For long moments, we share this delicious dance: You press back, I lean back You lean forward, I follow you. I feel the moisture emanating from you, hear you whimpering for me to fuck you, and the warmth inside you welcomes me. Finally, when I cant bear it any longer, I sink into you for all my length, and we both cry out in ecstasy.
Now I start to fuck you, to really fuck you, gripping your hips in both hands, driving my cock into you again and again. You move with me, pushing back with every stroke, your pussy clutching me hungrily, your voice deep and womanly, begging me to come inside of you. Ah, God, I cant stand it any more! I feel my orgasm approaching as if from a long way off, and I almost panic, desiring it more than anything, yet not wanting to stop fucking you! Suddenly, its upon me like a wild animal, and I am ejaculating, crying out, feeling the come being jolted from my body in wrenching jets, holding onto your body for dear life as my whole liquid being empties into your quivering body.
I hold you to me for long moments, not wanting the moment to die. Finally, my orgasm subsides and I start to withdraw, but, again, you move back against me, keeping me inside you. Instead, I lean forward, almost lying down on top of you. You catch on, and begin to lean forward too. Eventually, you are lying flat, and I lie down next to you, almost withdrawing, but not quite. I embrace you from behind, feeling all of your softness. You squirm deliciously, and I slide out of you. You turn to face me, and we embrace, our arms around each other, holding on tightly for what seems like hours. Eventually, we reposition ourselves for sleep, drifting off together.