Slowly parting your legs, you invite me to your open sex. Wetness glistening and obvious as it trails down your thighs and between your cheeks to moisten the pillows that are holding your hips ready for my penetration. You watch, breathlessly, as I kneel between them and you feel the head of my cock at your entrance finally. Teasing, sliding just between your swollen lips, it gently slides up and down, spreading your creamy wetness over your throbbing clit and over your tightly puckered anus. Thrusting your hips in need and moaning quietly, you try to pull me inside.
Bit by bit, you feel my cock filling you. Spreading your legs wider and raising them higher, opens your womanhood to my fullness. Closing your eyes in bliss, you feel yourself grudgingly give way, stretching, as it slides deeper inside you. Trembling, your legs wrapping around my waist, arms tightening on my neck, you yield to my tender assault. My heavy balls finally coming to rest on your upturned bottom and resting there comfortable as you catch your breath. Fully, deeply imbedded in your swollen wet sex, you hold me still to savor the almost too intense sensations running through your loins now. Smiling, you use your inner muscles to please me, knowing it is like a tiny, hot mouth gently sucking my entire cock. My groans give you a brief moment of power and control before you feel me start to move again.
Gasping at the sensual soft pleasure, you feel me slowly withdraw from your tightness. Cool air rushing inside startles you as you try strain for the comfort of my cock. Just as slowly, I enter you and begin slow gentle rhythmic motions, drawing out the pleasure each time until you are overflowing and clinging to me in need of release. Each penetration makes you sigh and your moans are growing louder as you let the passion flow over your body.
Feeling a change in my muscles, you gasp loudly, crying out my name as I start thrusting harder and harder deep inside your passionate, vulnerable center. This time I enter you forcefully; unable to control the passion you have started. You feel me pushing your legs wider for a deeper penetration than before. Raising your hips to meet me, opening to my increasing roughness, you give yourself to me fully. Meeting each thrust with one of your own, the intensity grows rapidly.
We have become like animals, in heat, uncaring, each lost in our own passion, feeling the release we seek within reach. Writhing, pulling, thrusting, the sounds of our passion stokes the fires that have been building all evening. Your cries inflame my desire as my balls smack wetly on your upturned ass. Trying to be completely inside each other, I feel your womanhood grasp my cock in a death grip, sucking me until I begin to explode, my hot cum blasting deep inside your molten center. Your own release covers me with a gushing torrent of creamy white nectar, squirting and dripping down your thighs. It oozes between your spread cheeks, coating your puckered nether hole and causing another naughty delicious spasm.
Slowly, ever so slowly, our movements subside and our ragged breathing returns to normal. My cock still firmly imbedded in your tight sheath, we are both covered with sweat and our sticky passion. With much tenderness, still locked together, I pick you up in my arms again; your legs wrapped around me like a child, as I carry you back to the bath. Slowly climbing into the still warm scented water where this all began, we sink gratefully under the bubbles to hold each other close. Soft kisses, gentle caresses, slowly slipping from your core, sleep finds us an easy mark as you rest your weary head on my chest. My arms protecting you, the waters comforting, your eyes close contentedly.
