Pleasure

We stay like this for little while. You're on top of me straddling my hips with your knees pulled up along my sides in a relaxed pose. Your stomach and chest are joined to my own in a warm comforting embrace. My wrists are still crossed over my head but I am relaxed and comfortable. You are combing one hand through my hair, enjoying the soft feeling between your fingers. Your cheek rests on my shoulder and the inside of my bicep, and your lips are gently touching my jaw. I can feel your breaths through your nose tickling the skin on my neck just below my ear.

The sensation makes my dick twitch inside you and your amazing pussy responds each time with a light squeeze. I can feel the lazy smile on your lips through my jaw. I smile back, knowing that you can feel my smile through your lips. My eyes are closed and I take in your magnificent scents as I catch my breath. I can smell your perfume, that incredible combination of spice with the smallest hint of sweet and that indescribable undertone that is your unique odor brought out by this perfume. I can smell your hair, just a subtle clean smell with a hint of spice and some kind of oil. I breath out and as I take in another long breath, I focus on your natural scent, the smell of your skin when it's damp with just a mist of sweat. Then beyond that, I pull in the smell of your amazing pussy.

It's not just your pussy, it's a combination of the smell of the skin on your inner thighs, your tuft of pubic hair on your mound, your nice clean ass, your labia especially when they're hot and swollen, and of course, your wet pussy. Let me try to describe how this smell affects me. It hits me like the smell of your favorite pie baking in the oven hits you when you walk into the house. Like the smell of fresh blooming flowers and herbs and the soil that they're planted in hits you when you step into a greenhouse right after the misters turn off. It hits me like the smell of coffee when you walk into your favorite café and didn't realize how fucking badly you needed coffee until that moment. Your aromas are similar to these and they fill my body and my mind and my core with a calm warmth and a burning desire all at once.

We lay like this until we nearly drift into sleep. Our combined juices are dripping in a slow but steady stream down the base of my shaft, over my balls and right through my ass crack. I can feel the sizeable wet spot on the sheet under me. The sensations tingle and send a small chill up my spine. It rouses us both from our sleepiness and you move smoothly off of me and lay down by my side. I go to the bathroom and quickly return with two warm wash rags.

With one of them, I slowly and gently wipe you clean in a caring but still sensual way. I wipe the sweat from your forehead and the bridge of your nose. This is new to you, we've never done this aftercare before, but you seem to like the idea. You take the other wash rag from my hand and you wipe drops of sweat from my cheek and down over my neck. I move to your nipples and pause over each one to soothe the reddened skin. You mimic my technique over my chest and nipples. I clean the inside of your thighs where they glisten from sweat and our cum. You slowly wipe the same juices from my balls and pelvis around my shaft. Finally, using the clean side of the rag, I carefully clean around your pussy. You clean the cock ring at the base of my shaft, then move slowly and gently all the way to the head. When my dick is thoroughly clean, you grab the cock ring and pull it off, wiping away the cum that it squeezes out before sliding it over the head. I wipe around your clit slowly, then over your swollen labia and down over the crease of each ass cheek.

I help you up to pee, and while you are gone I make the bed with fresh sheets.  You climb into bed and we kiss a long and sensuous kiss, you moan very quietly. It's a moan of calm and comfortable relaxation. A sound that tells me you are satisfied and you feel safe and loved. It's a moan of deep pure pleasure.