Melissa and Paul had been together for little more than 2 months, but already they had moved in together and had explored a multitude of sexual experiences and had begun on their fantasies.
Their first day together had been amazing. Paul had picked Melissa up along with all that she was bringing with her. The majority of which had been clothes and a few things to mark her life. Photos, letters and other special things. They had arrived at Paul’s place and with all good intentions, had started putting her things away in their new homes. Predictably they found that there wasn’t enough room in wardrobes and drawers for all her clothes, and so they stopped for a break and to reassess the dilemma before them. Paul opened a bottle of wine and offered her a glass. Boy did she need it and felt like she deserved it to. A nice reward for getting so far. They sat on the sofa and she leaned against him as he slipped a strong arm around her shoulders.
The wine was very smooth and warmed her whole being. She started getting a little light headed and nuzzled into Paul’s embrace. This was the life, sipping wine with the man she loved in the middle of the day. Pure decadence. Paul bent his head and placed a small kiss on the top of her head. She looked up into his eyes and returned his kiss. A small one at first, but she couldn’t break away from his lips. Those beautiful soft lips that could give her so much pleasure. She kissed him again, longer and deeper. Paul responded by gently forcing his tongue through her slightly open lips, dancing over the smooth, wet skin before tracing along her teeth and finally started the dance of love with her tongue.
She responded by wriggling round so that she could explore fully his mouth and frame - she felt so turned on, with and aching in her stomach. Her hands moving up his large, strong chest outside his shirt till she got to the top button, then her fingers began popping the buttons one by one while her mouth was still savouring the feel of his mouth and tongue. Tasting the taste that was unmistakably Paul. As the buttons popped open her head dipped and her mouth found his sweet skin, and moved against it starting at his throat and slowly, ever so slowly working down, tasting the flesh as she exposed it. Her tongue moving against him, finding his nipples and flicking them each in turn. Then moving lower, over his belly, to his belly button, where she sank her tongue. Mmmmmmm he really did taste divine.
Paul’s hands had stayed motionless all the while, not wanting to spoil the sensations that were travelling through his body, but now he moved and his hands caressed her back and pulled her T-shirt up to expose her flesh. She looked up at him and raised her arms so that he could pull her T-shirt up and off completely. Paul bent his head to take a naked nipple in his mouth and rolled it around with his tongue until it was as hard as a bullet, all the while he had been stimulating the other between thumb and forefinger till it was just as hard. He had known that she wasn’t wearing a bra, but the sight that was before him and in his mouth reminded him once again of one of the many things that he loved about this sweet woman. Melissa moaned and moved against him, trying at the same time to remove his shirt without much success. Paul broke from her and helped. The offending shirt slipping from his shoulders, and again their bodies met, topless, skin against skin.
Her breasts pressed against his chest as their lips met once again, tongues playing with each other. Their hands moving all over each other as if spoilt for choice as to what to touch first. Desire building with every second that passed till they wanted more of each other.
Melissa’s hand moved to the button of his jeans and fiddled till she finally felt the button give way, then slid the zip down, her mouth glued to his all the time.
Paul moved away from her and slid his jeans and boxer shorts down his strong, muscular legs and pulled Melissa to her feet. Kneeling in front of her, he hooked his fingers in the waistband of her leggings and slowly pulled them down her long, slender legs and off her feet. Then he kissed her belly and his teeth found the waistband of her white thongs and tugged at them until they were round her knees and let go. They slid to the floor and she stepped out of them. Paul’s mouth again found her belly and licked, sucked and kissed her navel, while his hands traveled up her inner thighs, lightly stroking as he went, until he was at her sex.
With the back of his hand be brushed against her clitoris, and felt the wetness and her shudder. He turned his hand and cupped her sex with it, moving every so slightly against her most sensitive bud. Her pussy was completely bare and looked so inviting. Even though she was most definitely turned on, those hidden lips were still firmly together and begging to be opened and explored. He lowered his head and kissed her pussy, in haling her sweet smell as he did.
Paul picked Melissa up and gently lowered her on to the sofa, her small body stretched out before him. He knelt on the floor at her side, and slowly ran his middle finger across her shoulders, down to her breast, circling her nipple as he went and repeated this process with the other. Down to her belly and again ran his finger around her belly button before moving down the outside of her right leg, up the inside, taking care not to touch her pussy, down the outside of her left leg and up the inside again. At this point he took his hand away from her and looked at her and her response to his touch. It never ceased to amaze him.