My hot breath on the back of your neck makes you shiver.
My hands reach around you and are filled with your breasts. They are full and heavy in my hands, I squeeze them and pull you back against me.
Your back is pressed against my chest. My hands work and feel your nipples, even through your clothing, my fingers rolling and pushing them. I feel them stiffen as I hear your soft moans.
My lips kiss your ears and move across your neck, pushing your collar down so I can lick your shoulders as I cross over them.
My hands squeeze and fondle you and I feel your breaths now coming faster and deeper.
I have you now.
My kisses become harder and wetter, and I whisper into your ears. Short and brief messages.
"I want you"..."Your nipples are excited"...My cock is hard for you"...."You are mine now."
Words that alone mean nothing, but in this moment, they stir you and thrill you with their implications and promise.
You push back against me. I know you feel my cock hard against your ass. You shift your weight a little and open your stance.
If we were undressed in this position, I would enter you easily. That barrier of clothing between us challenges me to push you further and stimulate you more.
This delicious play thrills me and I want to continue.
We will have time to sate our urges when we join, but now I seek to heighten our desire as we feel our needs increasing to a point of desperation and uncontrollable passion.
I press my cock against you as I pull you back against me. You wiggle your ass slowly over my cock in response.
God, I want you so much now. My hands paw at your tits. Fondling and squeezing, molding them, and pushing them together, and pulling them back against your chest.
Your face is turned to mine as we kiss...deep....wet...hard...tongues probing....lips sucking....mouths open and wanting....grinding against each other.
Your hands are back, pulling me against you and feeling between us, rubbing my cock. We move faster together, hands on tits, mouth on mouth, hands on cock, and our bodies hard against each other.
I unfasten your shirt and pull it open. I reach inside and lift your breasts out of the cups. They spill into my hands...hot flesh...soft yet firm....nipples hard like erasers, standing out... begging to be teased.
My fingers pull them and twist them as I listen to your response...low gutteral moans and "yes" sounds come from your throat, and I pinch and flick your nipples harder to hear your responses louder and more panicked.
Your hand grips my cock hard.
I release one of your tits and move my hand below your waist. I rub between your legs, pressing deep against your mound.
You tighten your grip as I press harder and rub further down between your legs.
We writhe against each other as you feel and caress and rub. Our passion and need growing by the second.
I stop and undo your belt, then unfasten your jeans and lower them.
My hands now feel your legs and your crotch. Your panties are wet and I can easily feel the slit between your lips. My fingers define it and slide up and down, as they push some of your silky fabric bewteen your lips and inside you. I press harder and push deeper.
You have stopped all movement and just stand as I play with you. You move one leg so I have better access.
My fingers slide under your elastic panty leg and then slowly feel their way to your swollen lips. Curled fingers slip inside and massage you gently. They are soaked from your hot wet juices which are now leaking out.
