Sweet thing and I are in a high-rise condo in Daytona Beach overlooking the beach. The waves of the Atlantic brush calmly at the sandy shoreline. It's early, the sun slowly rises above the horizon. I sense your light movement as you join me on the balcony. I take your hand, guiding you to my lap. Studying your gorgeous face lights my burner and I begin to melt! Your sweet scent invades my space. My pulse quickens.
The thin shear material of your short nighty pales in comparison to your silky skin. My hand palpates the curve of your hip. My lips softly brush against yours. Repressing my desire to slip my tongue into your delicious mouth takes every bit of will power I can muster. The shivers, beginning internally, morph into external spasms as your warm sweet breath engulfs me, fanning my embers into a burning flame. Your skin raises goose bumps, your dark hard nipples crave my lips.
As you snuggle warmly on my lap and in my arms, our eyes meet. I stare in your gorgeous dark orbs as my tongue softly licks your lips in a clockwise direction...and then counterclockwise. Your long dark silky hair falls over and around us. Ensconced in our mini cocoon, we sensually savor each other's saliva. Our tongues slowly dance together, taking turns leading our delicious oral tango. The sounds of our breathing mixes with the sound of the ocean, rising and falling in cadence with our juicy frolic. As the sun continues its path to the far coast, your lips adhere to mine. You moan heavily, filling my mouth and throat with your warm sensual breath. My heart pounds inside my chest...'more darling, more!'
"Mmmmm Janet darling, you taste absolutely scrumptious."
"Jack," you respond. "If you think the appetizer is good, you will love the main course baby!
Extending a gorgeous leg outward as you move to straddle me, I catch a glance of your phat pussy lips presented through the shear material of your nightie. My mouth waters as your lips part and your labia teases me, requesting a play date with my tongue. I slide your nighty up over your head, exposing your incredible tanned body to the whole world. Well, at least anyone 25 floors high or higher. The warm sun caresses your incredible tits. I stare, focused on a single drop of sweat, crawling slowly down your neck towards your left tit. It calls to me, 'Jack, I'm right here. Come and get me. You want me so bad.'
And I do, but my mind is not easily fooled, as this is not my first rodeo. My fingers softly caress your soft under boob, nudging the drop towards that hard rubbery nipple, like I'm playing a pinball game. Your hands reach behind you and tenderly stroke my hard erect cock and my vibrating balls. You watch excitedly while I play my game. I hunger for your delicious pussy lips that slide juicily against my belly. They gnaw at my core. You slowly rotate your hips in a circular pattern and I love how you tremble when your clit makes contact with my sweaty moist skin.
The nomadic drop continues its travels, eventually arriving at the intended destination. My tongue deliberately glides up the underside of your perfect globe and as the drop prepares to swan dive off the tip of your nipple, it meets its conclusive fate as my greedy tongue captures it. The sweet and salty tang makes me shake, spurring on the quest to satisfy my insatiable desire for my sweet Janet's nectar. I slather my saliva all over your tits, especially the sweet soft undersides.
'Fuck yum, they are perfect!' I muse.
You sit back and grasp my wrists, placing my hands at my side. You palm your tits. I watch as you expertly fondle and massage the beauties. "Lick," you say as you present both licoricey hard nipples to me. Dutifully, and without breaking eye contact, I slather my raspy tongue over and around the twist knobs. My reward is the flash of heat in your eyes, the hitch in your breathing, and your sweet sighing coo. "Now suck!" you command. I readily perform my savory tasks.
Suddenly, with a flip of your gorgeous long dark hair, you stand and turn your back to me. Now facing east, your view is filled with the Atlantic's waves scraping and clawing at the sands of Daytona Beach. Like a slick vixen, you lean on the top balcony railing, bent 90 degrees at your waste. Projecting your sweet tanned ass to the rear, your legs a foot apart, you begin that sexy wiggle which drives me insanely wild. I see your sly grin through the veil of your hair. Running your tongue wetly around your lips and then cutely biting the bottom one, I realize the only responsible thing for me to do is play along.
I rise from the relative comfort of my plastic recliner. Standing directly behind you, my eyes fix on your perfect curves and your slow sensual wiggle. My hands slide over your ass and then your hips. I enjoy your sweet sway and let them ride the motion. Maneuvering around your waist and up the front of your chest, I secure the objects of my deviant desire, your firm and incredibly perky hard black nipples, resting high on top your firm mounds. Perfect for nibbling and they tune so sweetly. My cock slides along your dripping canoe, soaked with your slippery syrup. Your pant louder, which I enjoy immensely. We are nearing an edge and I am prepared for numerous iterations of these pleasure cycles...
Centering myself behind you, I find it a bit funny that my hard cock automatically throbs in time with your seductive hips rolling left and right. I inch forward incrementally, watching for your reaction the moment the tip of my cock caresses your glistening labia. I fight the urge to grasp your hips and bury my case-hardened sledgehammer deep in your flowery pink folds. Finally, my precum dripping cock contacts your inner thigh where your phat pussy lips begin. It rides your sexy gyration and I am rewarded sweetly as you shudder and moan. My balls heat and vibrate, preparing for the supportive role they play in our seductive dance.
My precum flows freely, glazing your pink petals. The head of my cock aligns perfectly with your soft swollen gash. As you sweetly adjust your hip motions from a circular pattern to a fore and aft roll, my cock settles smoothly in your slot. It gently parts your pussy lips and segregates your labia, the tip brushing your clit with every pass. My hands ride your hips and ass, my fingers lightly kneading your skin. Your goose bumps are so erotic. I reach for your clit and shiver as the head of my cock glides between your clit and my fingers. Together, we tease the opening of your vulva. I pump warm precum onto my fingers and apply it to your clit. My intent is to edge you along, slowly, driving you to the brink, and then letting you down, hard, over and over. I crave your panting demands to satisfy your (our) carnal pleasures.
"Oh, fuck Jack!" I hear your breathy exclamation. I smile, as your fore and aft motion increases in tempo. "Take me, please Jack. Do me now!"
Your pleadings fall charmingly on my ears. However, they are insignificant at this point. My fingers slowly crawl up your back, eventually disappearing into the sea of your long black hair. My fingers methodically tangle in your silk. I close my hand into a fist and yank your head back hard. Your back arches, your neck exposed. My wet raspy tongue slathers over your upper back, in between my soft nibbles and bites. I breath heavily onto your neck, my lips forming a seal as I suck your skin playfully. Your heavy panting tells to me that you are nearing the edge. Exactly where I want you.
I whisper to you quietly, "You're not ready yet sweetness. You think you are but you have to beg a lot better than that girly." I cease all activity and step back.
