The candles send flickers of light to mingle with the aroma of the roses that are set upon every available surface. The music is softly humming, keeping in tune with the candle-light. The wine is at a perfect temperature, chilling on ice, glasses waiting to be filled, then to touch our lips. A fresh set of red satin sheets upon the king sized bed, me in my naughtiest black negligee, various bowls and toys within arms reach. I am waiting for my lover to arrive.
The atmosphere has set a stirring deep within me. I fluff the pillows one last time and finally I slide myself onto bed and sink into the softness that surrounds me.
I begin to touch myself as I suspect you would. I run my fingers along the milky white skin of my face, my throat, my neck. Absent-mindedly I am feeling the lace of my nightie. The silk against my large 38DD breasts excites me. Large tan areola's top the creamy mounds, peaked by my already hard nipples, yearning be touched. I am lying back on the pillows, my eyes closed, my smooth body giving way to the touch of my fingers.
One hand continues to excite my breasts while the other travels a slow trail along my flat belly, down to rustle the tiny heart that is my pubic hair. The rest is smoothly shaven, the way you like it. I trace lines up one firm, tan leg and down the other, getting closer with each pass. My legs spread just a bit, in anticipation of my nearing fingers.
Barely touching, I let my fingers tease myself, closer and with more pressure until I put my whole hand there. I just hold it there for a moment, my fingers resting against me, felling the excitement grow. Slowly I let one finger slide between my swollen lips, it slides easily, coated in the juices that have already begun to flow. Involuntarily my legs part wider, now another finger joins the first and they glide up and down my hard, extended clit.
I am so caught up in myself, I did not see you enter the room. You have unbuttoned your shirt and undone your jeans, letting them bunch at your feet.
When I look up you are at the foot of the bed, touching yourself. Stroking and pulling your manhood. As you get harder and longer I can see the glorious purple head swell and expand. Watching you touch yourself gets me so excited. I want to watch more but I just have to touch it. I push your hands away and do what you were just doing. Stroking you, feeling every vein and ridge, the smooth, hardness amazes and excites me. You pull me to my feet and we kiss, softly at first then more passionate. Our tongues entwine and seek each other, exploring the other's mouth. Tasting the desire that wets our lips. You are holding me close and I can feel your hardness pressed up against my belly. I turn us around so that your back is to the bed. Still kissing deeply, I push you down on the bed and tie your hands to the bed posts with silk scarves, ever so loosely.(not) You are not going to cum for a long, long time. But I will. All over you.
Kneeling between your legs I lightly run my freshly manicured fingernails up and down your thighs while my breasts tease your thick engorged manhood. The nipples grazing over you cause you to involuntarily jump.
My hands work their way up your body, over your chest and up your arms. My mouth is upon yours and my mound barely brushes against your ridged penis. You try in vain to make the contact closer. Arching up, rotating your hips, trying to get nearer to my heat.
I pull my mouth from yours and proceed to run my tongue along your neck, tasting the scent that is you. I nibble on your ear while I rub my ready pussy just a bit nearer. I let my hot mouth find it's way to one of your nipples, already hard with desire, gently I tug, while my tongue flicks... back and forth I go from one to the other.
Your heart is racing...Your moaning tells me volumes. My hands, never idle, slide up and down your strong, muscular arms. More pressure with each pass. You want this down below and try to tell me so only to find my fingers in your mouth. You suck them in and taste my juices. Your mouth is so hot, so wet. You try again to arch yourself up into me, to no avail.
'Not yet, my love' I whisper.
My mouth and tongue leave a hot wet trail across your belly. My fingers run through your soft chest hair. Using only my tongue I trace the happy trail, tempting and teasing you. Just barely touching your shaft as I work around your curly patch. I nestle my nose in your pubes. mmmm I must taste you .... now. A few long hot licks up the entire length of your shaft. Your taste so inviting, so good. I love to tease and I go lower still. I kiss your balls, then alternating, I take each into my mouth very gently, rolling them, getting them wet and hot. My hands have traced a way down your sides and I reach behind grabbing you firm ass. I let my tongue moisten your tight little hole, I hear you gasp, before I work my way back up. Your cock is harder than it has ever been. I can't wait either love,
I finally put my lips on just the tip, flicking my tongue, I go down a bit more and with my hands still on your bum I push you all the way into my waiting mouth. Your moans are loud and long. Up and down your hard cock my mouth..lips..tongue..teeth..work you to the very edge. My teeth gently glide on my way down, barely touching. My tongue dances circles around you as I come back up. You are getting harder and harder, swelling in my mouth. I feel you stiffen, ready to cum. So I pull away.
I put a few ice cubes in my mouth and roll them around until just nearly melted. I run my frozen tongue up your swollen member. Again I take the whole of you into my mouth. Tiny ice bits join my tongue in this journey. Your breath catches with this new sensation. Now I can suck a little longer. I love the taste of you, the feel of you in my mouth, the sounds I hear escaping your lips as I enjoy the taste of the appetiser, what you call precum, until your heat warms my mouth, the ice is melted and we both want to cum. no no no not yet.
I bring myself up and sit upon your lap, pinning your cock to your belly, I glide my wet snatch up and down, my clit swelling against your cock. We both moan. You wiggle and arch trying to make purchase with my pussy lips. You want to be inside so much. Just barely audible I hear you whisper..
'Please', again, 'Cindy please!'
I see the sweat on your brow and you are holding the tethers tighter than they are holding you.
'Okay' I whisper back 'but just for a bit'.