You come up over me, pushing up my top slowly with your fingers, creeping them up my stomach. I can feel your warm calluses teasing my tender nerve endings, sending shards of pleasure to by breasts in anticipation. Then my top is off and you look at me as if to savour the moment. I save you the hassle of the bra hook, reaching behind me, never taking my eyes from your face, watching you react as I bare myself to you. You grunt, "Ungh," and set your hands to them, slowly using your thumb to tease my nipples: back and forth, over and around, manipulating them into hard nubs, then bending down to take them into your mouth. Starting with the right, your hot, wet tongue glides over them, then you suck and bite at them, before repeating and repeating, again and again until I'm writhing on the bed, winding my fingers through your hair and calling out for mercy.
I get it when you decide your cock has had enough of its confines and you stand up to let me undo your fly and slide your pants down your perfect legs. I take your jocks off too and your cock springs free. The most amazingly perfect one I've ever seen, bigger than I imagined and bending slightly up and to the right from a patch of neat dark hair. I bring my small hand up to it, grasping it halfway up and glancing up at your face.
"I won't be able to take too much of that Josie, I'm already so close..." you say, a look of sweet agony sweeping over your face.
"Shh, baby, just a bit."
My hand strokes firmly up and down your cock working my thumb up to the tip and swirling the drop of cum seeping from the top. I take my thumb and put it to my tongue, while you watch at me and give a strained laugh.
"Take your shirt off," I order and you bring your arms down to lift your shirt over your head. I look up and take in your torso, comparing it to fantasy-you, and coming away thinking you're better. "My god, you're hot..." I mutter before getting back to stroking your cock slowly, over and over, watching and feeling your muscles contract and hearing your noises, before I decide to take you into my mouth.
"OH GOD, Josie!" You call out before descending into whispers, your whole body quivering, holding back, feeling all I have to give you. My mouth works down your shaft, the tongue following on the underside, feeling you bottom out in my throat and then using the natural suction on the way back up. I repeat and repeat until my chin is wet and you're telling me to stop. We still have so much to do.
I come away and you immediately lie me down and pull my skirt off. Your fingers go straight to my cotton underwear where a wet line has formed in the middle, hugging my labia, getting progressively wetter the further down you go. As you start to feel this you smile and kiss me, telling me how hot I'm making you, how you've thought about this in bed stroking your cock. And I shudder at that because god knows I've done it too. And I kiss you back, tenderly, fully, running my tongue over yours, moaning into your mouth as you rub my wetness. God I'm close, your fingers are magic...
"Shh, baby, just a bit," you mock me, and I laugh and groan.
"I need you inside me, Nick, I need you to touch me. Please," I beg.
You take your hands away from me then, and work your way down the end of the bed. Down to my feet, massaging my ankles, then my calves and knees, then taking your tongue and licking up the inside. I can barely keep my legs still in anticipation of what I know you will do, my stomach muscles are trembling and my fingers grasp at the sheets. My desire is out of control.
From my knees to the sensitive insides of my thighs, my breath getting quicker, then you part my legs and set your tongue to the concave skin to the sides of my pussy. I'm pleading loudly with you now, to put me out of my misery, to end it here, to give me the relief I've waited for, for so long. You lick my panties then quickly pull them aside to set your mouth to what's underneath, devouring my pussy lips one by one, then both, then opening them up with your fingers, which might almost be enough to make me come, but your tongue slides over my distended, pounding, red clit just gently and the shock is just enough to put me off orgasm for now. I'm so sensitive from all this build up and I let you know. I look down and see you admiring my pussy and it's the hottest sight I've ever seen, your hair flopping haphazardly over your forehead, your head cocked to one side. And then I'm hot again, and you set your mouth over my whole clit, placing your tongue flat over it and moving it in a circle. You're a master and I arch into your mouth, widening my legs to let you get more. You suckle gently at it and then take your tongue down to my entrance to lap at the liquid desire seeping from there. Your fingers come up and enter behind it, and I can't take it any more. You stroke a couple of times with your fingers and I explode into your mouth, my legs shaking in the air, my muscles wildly spasming, yelling out one long "Ohhhhhhhhh yeaaaaaaaah!"
My legs don't stop shaking for what seems like minutes, but by then you're on top of me, whispering in my ear how beautiful I am when I come, and grabbing hold of my hips.
And you promise, "I'm going to fuck you now. I'm going to love you. And you're going to come again, and again, and again. Do you understand me, my love?"
Your cock tickles my entrance as I reach for it and stroke it up and down over my sensitive clit and into my pussy. "I understand," I say, and kiss you as you push your way in. I arch my back as I feel every delicious inch of your cock enter me all the way to the hilt. My slick skin is fully in contact with yours and you pull your mouth away from mine to travel down my neck, breathing hotly into me between wet tongue lashes.
"Nick, Nick, I love you," I sob.
"I love you too, baby," you say then reach behind me to the bedhead, using it as leverage to push yourself into me further, and as your cockhead pushes firmly against my sweet spot inside I come again, my legs spasming around your waist, my pussy clamping on your cock, making you pause your mission.
Still using the leverage of the wrought iron bedhead, you keep pulling or pushing yourself in and out of my pussy, I come again and again, splashing my come all over you until you yell out my name and kiss me as you empty yourself into me.
We'll deal with the consequences tomorrow.
