Stepping out of the shower, I noticed your eyes follow each movement I made. I reached for the towel you held out to me, but you did not let go, and pulled me towards you. Your mouth moved to my shoulder and I felt your tongue lapping the droplets of water that clung to my skin. Slowly licking each droplet as if to quench a thirst in you, your tongue moved in long strokes towards my neck. I tilted my head to the side, allowing you total access to my smooth wet skin. Your lips were suckling my skin, while your tongue darted in and out, teasing me. I felt you move to my sensitive neck, gently kissing it, making me shudder.
Pulling me into your arms, your mouth came down on mine, and our lips met with a fiery passion that seemed to burn hotter with each kiss. I felt as if you were stealing air from me. My thoughts were racing in swirl of sexual excitement. I shivered as the water evaporated from my wet skin. You pulled me tighter into you, sharing your body heat.
Your hands caressed my back, as our tongues continued to explore each other’s mouths. I loved the feel of your warm aggressive lips on mine. An urgency to your actions unfolded as time passed. Your hand then cupped my small but full breast, caressing it as if you were discovering it for the first time. I felt my nipples stiffen in response to the light touching. Soon your mouth began teasing the hardened nipple, suckling, licking, and tasting. I was so aware of each pounding beat of my heart. My desire for you grew with each touch.
“I want you.” I tell you between each of my shortened quick breaths.
Grabbing my hand, you walked me to the bed. Lying down together, your intense caressing of me continued, pushing me further into a building pleasure. I was not sure if I could put off the feeling of an impending climax. I had an irresistible need to have you fill me and soon. I began to plead for you to take me in soft moans. I was not good at waiting, especially when the longing I had for you was this powerful. You reminded me good things come to those who are patient.
“I need you so bad. Please take me.”
“I want to love you in my own time.” You tell me softly, like an adult soothing a child.
I opened my legs to tempt you. I could feel the slight dampness of my sex and wanted you to discover me, taste me, and know firsthand my wants, my needs. Your tongue continued to move over my skin, now dry and warm. I moved my body in reaction to your attentiveness. My nipples ached as you rolled them between your fingers. The pain I felt from your inexperienced touch, would be quickly replaced by twinges of pleasure. Your tongue sweeps down over my abdomen, leaving a thin trail of saliva.
I soon feel your warm breath over my throbbing clit and my desperation for you increases. My moans moved you, but you were in no hurry. The sexual tension seems overwhelming to me, so I opened my legs wider to beckon you. Hoping. I wanted your tongue deep in my pink wet core. Your mouth moved into my pussy, finally meeting my needs, while seeking your own gratification. You savored my sweet and tangy taste. Your tongue moved up and down between the folds of skin and I could feel the occasional roughness of your tongue against my smooth skin. Your hands slid under me and grabbed my ass while pulling me harder into you.
My body continued to respond to each lick and I pushed my pussy into you, as if to tease you. I felt my heart pumping harder, my mouth dry from my panting. I loved how your tongue moved into me, sucking out my juices. You seemed lost in your own anticipation of what was to come. The tip of your hardened tongue gently flicked at my clit. I felt a small gasp leave me. I arched into you feeling the orgasm beginning to churn within me. Your tongue lapped at each lip, and your teeth lovingly tugged at them. I could not wait anymore and the first orgasm left me in a burst that left me trembling. You pushed your tongue deep into me, where you briefly satisfied your hunger for me. I heard your sucking and slurping noises, and knew you were delighted with the outcome.
“Oh God I love the taste and smell of you.” You whisper.
Your head moved lower where you began licking my inner thighs. I pulled you back, and pushed into you, my actions begged for more. I could feel your mouth suck on my throbbing clit and in no time I could feel the beginnings of another wave of multiple orgasms move over me. My cries of delight came in gasping breaths.
“I want you in me, now.” I pleaded.
You picked up your head and smiled, your face covered in a luster of my juices with an expression of satisfaction.
“You want me, then take me.” You said as you rolled on your back.
I looked at Jakob and knew he loved it when I took control during our lovemaking sessions. In his marriage, he initiated all the sex he and his wife shared, carrying out his role of the typical Amish husband. We had been sharing an intimate relationship for the past two months. It was not always easy finding a place to meet especially in the small community we lived, so most of our relationship developed in Jakob’s barn. I would go there on a pretense of seeing how his son was doing in school, and most recently to have furniture made, as this was his trade. He had instructed his wife not to interrupt our meetings and she obeyed him. If she suspected anything, she never let on to Jakob, nor did she ever attempt to talk to me when I would arrive on their farm. We were now in my bed, which for Jakob was a new experience. Meeting at my house for the first time, was a big step for Jakob in our relationship. He had to face the fact that he had left his “marriage bed” for another woman.
