Mark picked up the remote control that was on the end table by the couch and turned on the stereo to some soft rock music, the volume down low. He slid his hands beneath her shirt and caressed her breasts, his palms rubbing gently over her hardened nipples, which were evident through the thin fabric of her black lace bra. Carol sat back and took off her shirt and bra, then stood and slid her mini skirt and stockings off after kicking off her black leather pumps. She sat back down, wearing only her black lacy thong panties. Mark smiled that wicked little sexy smile that first attracted Carol to him and she knew that he wanted to go to the bedroom. He stood up and held his hand out to her. She put her hand in his and they went to the bedroom after he picked up her clothes for her.
They went in his room and he put her clothes on the dresser. She sat on his bed, where she had sat many times before, and watched him undress. When he was down to just his red boxers, he sat on the bed beside her and pulled her into his arms, kissing her deeply and passionately, his tongue caressing hers and his hands sliding all over her body, cupping her breasts and slipping down between her legs to caress her intimately. His fingers slid beneath the band of her thongs to slip into her damp folds of woman flesh, which were completely shaved, just the way he liked it. Mark looked into her eyes and said, "I love you so very much, Carol. Spend the night with me, baby, please?"
She nodded and said, "Oh Mark, my lover, my soulmate, you don't have to ask me to stay. You know I will if you bring me here." Mark smiled and kissed her again.
He removed his underwear and then slid hers off of her as well, so they were both completely naked. He laid on the bed and pulled her to lay with him. He caressed her soft silky skin, which carried the soft scent of jasmine and musky femininity. That scent alone always drove him wild with desire for her, to feel her caress him intimately and feel her body wrapped around his as they made love. He knelt between her legs and began to lick her and caress her with his fingers and tongue, licking the dew that was gathering on her flesh.
He growled softly and licked his lips, tasting her sweetness on his lips. His fingers plunged into her wetness and he began making love with his hand as his tongue did its magic on her clit. She reached down and put her hands in his hair, massaging his scalp as he licked her down there, and gently pressed his face into her more. She tensed up and he felt her muscles tighten around his fingers as she reached her orgasm. Her juices flowed over his hand and tongue, and he greedily licked them up.
After he licked her clean, he sat up on the bed beside her and she began caressing his limp shaft, licking and stroking it, and watching it "grow" before her very eyes to its full, hard nine inch length. She licked off the droplets of moisture gathered at the head and then took him into her mouth as much as she could, which was about only half of him without gagging, and caressed him with her tongue and hands, stroking him from tip to balls and back up again. Within moments, he was climaxing into her mouth, his cum coating her tongue and dripping off of her chin onto her chest. "Ohhhhh baby, that is so good! You have a magic touch, my love." he said huskily as she laid beside him on the bed.
She smiled and said, "You do too, dear. I love your magic tongue and fingers when they work their magic on my body." She kissed him then laid her head on his shoulder, her right arm draped across his chest as they rested for a few moments before they made love.
