We curl up on the couch, a warm coco in one hand and you in my other arm. It is raining outside, and I can hear it pattering against the bay window that overlooks the Melbourne harbor. A small fire is going I realize this is one of those fleeting moments when all is right with the world. It is Saturday day morning and we woke up late. We had spent the previous evening at a party and then made love to the wee hours of the morning when we got home. Now it is time for relaxing and enjoying each other's company.
I am wearing some old comfortable pajama bottoms, and you are wearing the matching top. Both our hair is still a little disheveled, but you are still very beautiful to me. You snuggle in closer to me and I can still smell the remains of your perfume from last night. I pull my arm around you closer and can feel you breast pushing against my arm through the thin material of the pajama top. Mmmm, it is so soft and you feel and smell so good. My relaxed cock now starts to stir and move along my leg. I place my empty cup on the side table and then slide that hand under your arm and around your waist pulling you tightly into me. I hear you give a little satisfied moan and I smile. As I hold you close I bend my head forward and start to give you small kisses on the back of your neck. Immediately I can see the goose bumps rise on your bear legs. I smile.
I continue kissing my way around your neck and start to nibble on your ear. This causes you to take in a sharp breath. And although I can't see them, I know your nipples became immediately hard. Your hand has now started to massage my leg. And though you may not have seen the subtle stirring of my cock earlier, you can't miss it now as it starts to tent up along the legs of my pajama pants.
"Humm, didn't I satisfy you enough last night?" You fain a pout.
"I can never get enough of you," I whisper as my hands come up and cup your breasts over the pajamas. My hands confirming your nipples are as hard as my cock is quickly becoming.
"Mmmm" You moan, "Don't stop."
Your hand has found my now almost fully erect cock and is tracing lines up and down along its outline through my pajama leg. Now it is my turn to let out a low moan.
"Like what you find there?" I ask. My hands now actively rubbing and massaging your breasts.
"Mmmm Humm." you reply. You then pull my hands away from your breasts and push your self up away from me off the couch. Before I have time to complain, you turn around and kneel in front of me.
"Looks like it's time for my harmonica lesson." you tease.
"Practice, practice, practice." I tease back.
You reach out and open the two buttons holding my fly closed. I watch your hand disappear inside and a moment latter emerges with its prize. You rap your fingers around as best you can, and slowly start to stroke up and down my length. Oh God, it feels so good. You look up at me from your position, and I see a look in your eyes; a smoldering that betrays the innocence of your lovely face. You keep stroking me till a drop of pre-cum appears at the tip. You lean forward and snake out your tongue, dragging it up along the underside of my cock, over that sensitive spot just under the purple head, and draw the bead of clear fluid into your mouth.
I love watching you giving me head. I can tell you really enjoy it and that makes it all the better for me. Still holding my cock in your grip, you purse your lips and give the head a kiss. But your kiss lingers, and as I watch the head starts to disappear between your lovely lips. Now that the head is home, your hand starts its rhythmical pumping up and down the shaft.
I can feel your tongue working on the head of my cock as you continue to suck and stroke me. Knowing I am watching, with your free hand, you start to slowly unbutton the front of the pajama top you are wearing. Soon it hangs open and I can look down and see your beautiful breasts hanging proudly from your chest. The sight is intoxicating for me and I start to moan and grind my hips slowly. You are the only woman who has ever been able to make me cum with your mouth, but it takes a long time. And although you could spend hours sucking on me, you can feel how wet and empty your pussy feels. Reluctantly, you pull my cock from your mouth and slowly stand.
You are so beautiful standing there in the soft light from the overcast sky outside the window. The firelight adds a beautiful glow to your skin. Or is the glow coming from within? Either way you are so beautiful I feel like I'm looking at a painting from Renoir. Your silky brown hair cascades over your shoulders and disappears behind your back. The pajama top hangs open, but now clings to your erect nipples. My eyes continue down. There is a small tuft of brown hair just above the start of your sex. You keep it trimmed and neat but not shaved. I can just see your swollen lips as your legs are slightly parted. And the aroma, God I love the smell your desire. The sent gets me even more aroused if that is possible.
You take a small step forward and wrap your hands around my neck, pulling yourself up on the couch and kneel over me. Slowly you lower yourself down. I take my engorged tool and aim it towards its favorite place. Not that it needs encouragement, it almost always finds its way home on its own. As you slide down over my sex I can hear the air being forced out of your lungs. Down, down, down you slide, our sex joined as if they were always meant to be together. Once you are all the way down you rap your legs around my back. We sit motionless for a long time like this, just reveling in the completeness of the moment. My arms are around your back and hold you firmly, and you still have your hands around my neck.
Slowly we draw together in a kiss, our lips soft against each other's. I can still taste the coco on your breath, its sweetness just adding to the moment. I have not shaved this morning and you can feel the stubble against your smooth skin. You like the feeling, it somehow adds to my maleness. You feel so safe and secure sitting here on my lap our bodies intertwined and my sex filling you completely. Our kiss starts to get more passionate as our tongs start to explore the other's mouth. I love the way you kiss; there is gentleness to it with an undertone of raw lust. A hunger that needs to be fed often. And I love feeding time.
Slowly, almost imperceptibly, you start to grind your hips on me. Very slow circles that cause my cock to churn deep inside of you. You can feel the head rubbing across your cervix as you continue to move. Our lips have not parted, but we are both breathing harder now. As your hips start to accelerate their motion I gently bite and tug at your lower lip. My hips have now started to move as well, as you continue with your circular motion I start to thrust in and out. My hands start to lift your ass up and down on my thick pole. The combination is wonderful, and we moan into each other's mouths.
Never interrupting the wonderful symphony of motion we have developed, I turn so that I am now parallel to the length of the couch and lie back. You now are seated on me, your legs straddling my hips as you continue to grind yourself against me. I love to watch you fuck me like this. You lean forward, your hands on my chest, the front of your pajamas hanging open giving me a pricless view of your brown caped breasts as they dance before me.
