Under her breasts to her belly then to the waistband of her pants.
He tugged at the velcro pants, and just like that they were gone. Her nakedness seemed to thrill him and his hands wandered across her body, taking it all in. Gliding gently across her skin, his fingers danced on her thighs, soon followed by his lips. Her legs parted slightly, inviting him closer. She felt his breath on her skin, warm and moist, followed by the touch if his lips and tongue. She opened her legs wider to reveal her sex, smooth from the Rio she had done recently.
His tongue moved slowly up her thigh, close to her sex, but not touching, teasing her gently. Then he simply grazed her lips, tracing a line along the edge, His nose told him she was aroused, her musk filing the air around him. He ran his tongue down the middle of her sex and he felt her shudder and moan.
His tongue seemed to touch her inner self. Darting and probing her sex. She squirmed and writhed beneath him, her breath coming in quick gasps and sighs. She reached for his head and began to press it against her sex. She wanted the most intimate kiss. For him to fuck her with his tongue.
God it felt good.
She felt it rise within her, deep and throbbing. Pleasure seemed to explode within her body, starting at her very core and expanding out to her finger tips and her toes.
She had the presence of mind to muffle her screams with a pillow. After all it was a hotel.
He leisurely mad his way back up her body, pausing along the way to nibble lick and bite her skin, breasts, neck and earlobes. Her lips met his, and she tasted herself. Which just made her more randy.
She reached down for his member and found it stiff again and sticky from her sucking and his cum.
She wanted him inside her. Now.
She shifted slightly and wrapped her legs around his waist, guiding him into her wet sex. The feeling of a cock sliding into her always felt wonderful, she never tired of it. Big ones, average ones, even small ones all held their delights when inside her.
She felt him grind his groin against hers and push himself deep within her. She squeezed herself around him, gripping him in a slippery wet feminine hold. In wordless agreement they took it slowly. A long slow languid fuck.
He motioned her to her knees, and entered her from behind. His legs within hers. His cock driving in from behind. Her breasts swayed in time to the motion of their bodies. He reached under her to cup one in his hand. Her hand covered his, coaxing him to squeeze her teat. He obliged her and pinched her nipple, causing her to gasp.
His cock grazed her clit in a way as to drive her close to the edge. She felt it it rise within her. The heat of her orgasm, the pleasure of her release. She wanted him to as well. She reached between her legs to squeeze his balls in her hand, as if to coax him to give it to her.
She wanted to see him, look into his eyes as he did her. She slid away from him, and lay back, opening her legs wide and inviting him to her. He accepted. She grasped his swollen member and guided it into the depths of her sex. He pressed himself deep within her.
He grasped her wrists and pinioned them above her head, spreading her arms wide. The vulnerability of this excited her even more, and she felt herself going over the edge. The flush of orgasm flowed across her body as a crimson tide, her skin flushing pink. Bolts of pleasure resonated within her as she lost herself within it. She arched her back to meet his every thrust, the intimate connection between them was wet, slippery and electric. And this time there was no pillow to muffle her screams of pleasure.
"Come in you?", he rasped...
"God yes", she replied.
And with permission granted, she felt him let go, his hot sticky cum squirting inside of her. He thrust deeply into her, pressing her against the mattress. His loud groans filling the room. He pushed again against her, and she felt his seed spew forth inside of her.
She felt the tension in his frame begin to lessen and he released her wrists firm his grasp. Bathed in sweat he lay beside her his breath coming in deep draws.
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She could feel his cum on her sex, inside of her and she could tell she wanted more. He, as most men do has dozed off. His breathing deep and regular. He had rolled on to his side, his exposed member hung limp between his thighs. Her eyes widened and her tongue ran across her lips.
She wriggled around on the bed, taking care not to disturb his slumber. She lay down on her side next to him, her sex near his head. She reached out her hand, to gently caress him. Touching his thigh, then a gentle squeeze of his limp cock.
He moaned and shifted - quickly she withdrew, only to reach for him again.
After a moment, her touch and caress was rewarded. she could feel his cock hardening, expanding in her hand. She bent closer and opened her mouth, she could smell the sex on his dick, a mixture of her and him. Her lips touched him and she felt his cock surge. She sucked it into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing with the effort.
"I'm such a bad girl" she thought to herself, "he's just had me and I'm all worked up and ready for more. "
His dick stood out from his body straight now without support. It was substantial and hard. The foreskin glistening with her spit. She felt something move between her legs. She opened them slightly, and she felt a finger run down the middle of her sex.
It made her smile.
Phoebus
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