sensitive nub, careful
at first then harder until a soft cry escaped her. He turned to the right
nipple and repeated the action. She arched up to him, welcoming his lips and
teeth.
He
was sorry to let her go so soon, but he wanted more. Her breasts were exquisite
but there was just so much more to play with. He trailed a line of kisses down
her peach-skinned belly to just above her waistline. She didn’t complain when
he tugged at her shorts, so he pulled harder and slid them over her hips. He’d
gripped the little nothing that was her underwear along with the cotton shorts,
so she was naked now. He leaned back to appreciate her. She was beautiful, all
creamy smooth skin and lush curves. Despite her long, slender legs and arms,
she had curves, a nicely rounded hourglass shape that made him long to run his
tongue over every single inch of her.
He
started with her thighs. They, too, were soft under his touch and he stroked up
and down their lengths a few times before he slipped his hands between them and
parted them. She followed his lead willingly and offered him her core.
Her
scent filled his nostrils, sweet and spicy at the same time and his mouth
watered in anticipation. He lowered his head and lapped at her. She twitched,
then went still again as he traced her with his tongue, following each line and
fold until he found the little sensitive bead.
He
took it with his lips, just like her nipple before and nibbled it in between
lightly flicking it with the tip of his tongue. Little by little he found out
what she liked and he was fairly pleased with himself when it didn’t take long
until she gripped his hair and pressed his head deeper between her legs. She
was moaning almost constantly now. He risked a quick glance upwards and found
her watching him, plump bottom lip trapped between her teeth. She was so
beautiful and even more alluring in her arousal than she had been before.
Reaching
up again, he cupped her breasts and played with her nipples just like he played
with her clit until she jerked and shuddered underneath him. Then she went
still and he knew he had the right spot. Just a little longer now, just a few
seconds. He suckled her clit into his mouth and she came with a high-pitched
wail, writhing and gasping in orgasm. It was all he could do to give her until
she had caught her breath. He was so hard for her, aching with the need to
come, and he wanted nothing more than to sink into her and bury his swollen
flesh in her inviting, moist folds.
Her
flavour was still on his tongue as he leaned up to kiss her. He was close to
howling with relief when she pressed a small foil package into his hand. He
didn’t have a clue where she’d got the condom from and he didn’t care, but he
loved her for it.
Slipping
the thin latex glove on was almost more than he could bear but he forced
himself to hold back. No way was he going to pass on his chance to fuck her. He
pushed into her and had to grind his teeth against the overwhelming sensations
she caused in him. She was so warm, so wonderfully wet and slick and her body
welcomed him, surrounding his shaft like a well-fitted glove.
He
thrust into that lush heat. She moaned and flexed her inner muscles, nearly
sending him over the edge.
“Too
much for you?” She grinned up at him.
“Cheeky,”
he growled and thrust into her again, harder this time. She stopped grinning and
sighed instead, closing her eyes.
“Too
much for you?” he mocked as he pounded into her with fast, hard stabs
“Nn-nn.”
It
obviously wasn’t. She wrapped her legs around his hips to cling on to him even
as he steadied her with his hands on her hips. He appreciated the supple but
smooth flesh under his fingers, then he brought one hand between their bodies,
to that place where they were united. His cock and her cunt created a magic of
their own. He added his fingers to the mix, sought out the small bud he’d
played with earlier and rubbed it. He could barely hold back now as he
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