Behind the door of a dimly lit hallway was an unexpectedly bright room. Sunlight flooded through an enormous panoramic window. The individual panes framed a blue, high-backed armchair. The city skyline was visible just above the chair, in the center of the window. The harbor sprawled below, dotted with boats. Standing at the side of the chair, she rested her chin on her arms folded across the back. Looking out across the bay, her body stretched and bent at a right angle. The room was warm and the sun illuminated the pink skin on her bottom. The dimples above her butt cheeks cast shadows. Her white thong was barely visible by its waistband as it wrapped around her middle. The back of her underwear dove sharply, disappearing deep into her soft groove. Traveling up her back, her skin rippled over her outstretched ribs. The silhouette of her perky, naked breasts revealed her erect nipples.
She turned away from the sun rising up from the ocean. He was lying in bed, his broad shoulders propped up on two pillows. His thick arms laid across the duvet, outlining his torso. He twisted his neck slightly to look over at her. Her hair was pulled up into a messy knot, its strands back-lit by the sun. She switched from her chin to her cheek over her stacked hands on the edge of the chair. She looked at him sideways, as if to fit all of him in one view. His arm crossed his chest, grabbing the covers to pull them aside. He slid one bare foot down onto the floor as the other foot followed. She could see his flaccid cock resting between his legs as he sat at the edge of the bed. Pushing his naked body upright, everything was visible, but her attention was drawn to his dick dangling freely between his legs.
She didn't move, staring at his approaching cock. He walked up right beside her. The slant of her body framed sunlight from the giant window onto his waist. She released a hand from under her cheek, instinctively stretching her arm toward his crotch. It felt warm and soft between her fingers. He enjoyed her gentle stroking; she could tell as his shaft thickened and stiffened. He placed his hand on her ass as she changed her grip, wrapping her fingers around his swelling cock. She squeezed a little tighter, gliding long strokes down to the base of his shaft. She opened her hand underneath and wove her fingers between his balls. Pulling her palm back milked a small amount of clear liquid from the tip of his cock. He was now rock hard from her coaxing. She lifted her head, releasing her other hand, and bent closer. Her two hands joined around his shaft, using them to guide her open mouth over his penis. She slowly licked the drop of moisture off his tip. Her eyes and mouth closed to savor its tones for half a moment.
Eyes still closed, she moved her head down onto his swollen penis, allowing it to penetrate her pursed lips. Once inside, her tongue cradled the underbelly of the shaft filling her mouth. She cupped his balls in one hand and matched the strokes of her mouth with the other. She imagined fucking him. She used her whole mouth, her tongue and hands to suck his cock, adjusting to his movements, making him respond. He looked down at her forehead, watching his dick disappear and reappear under it. She raised her eyebrows and looked up at him without breaking cadence. Feeling well primed, he reached down and hooked two fingers under her chin, gently pulling her to her feet. He put his other hand on her cheek and kissed her deeply. One of her hands remained gripping his cock, the other held him by the back of his ribs.
He took her by the waist and kneeled in front of her. He kissed her thigh while her hands landed on his shoulders. He kissed and licked slowly up the front of her leg, into the crook of her hip. He enjoyed the way her white thong wrapped neatly into that corner, defining a boundary asking to be violated. His breath at that boundary made her pussy lips swell underneath. To define the line, he took the point of his tongue and traced from the crest of her hip, down along her waistband, down the front edge of her pubic bone. She spread her legs inviting him to continue along the seam of her groin. He ended at the fold where her butt meets her leg, then doubled back, this time with the intention of crossing the boundary he just created. As he turned his tongue up, he curled it under the surface of her thong. He licked the base of her frenulum with small circles. Traveling north he caught the fringe of her pussy lip. He traced the inside margins reaching deeper between her panties. His nose nuzzled over her clit. Probing through the material, he could tell she was trimmed tight. Her smell made him want a taste.
Taking his hands, rubbing them up her thighs, he turned her around by the hips. She planted her palms on the arm of the chair to support the bend in her waist. Arching her butt in the air, her cheeks separated just enough for him to see the rest of her thong. The outline of her full pussy lips were prominent from being clutched in her snug underwear. He maneuvered his fingers under the sides of her waistband. Holding firm, he kissed underneath each round cheek. He sketched the narrow line of her thong all the way up her crease with his tongue. He grabbed the top with his teeth, his hands pulling downward. Her panties peeled away and he watched every inch of their descent. Revealing the first sight of her naked backside and rosy pussy made him want to dive deep inside her, but he composed himself, choosing to enjoy the opportunity to build slowly.
He slid his middle finger lengthwise between her clenched pussy lips. Warm and wet, he moistened a larger area by massaging her liberally with his hand. She bent her elbow and squeezed her own breast, pinching her nipple between her fingers. Keeping his face close to her skin, he nibbled her butt cheek as his hand angled upward to finger her pussy deeper. She moaned in approval, wrapping her arm around back to run her fingers through his hair.
Gripping her hip with his free hand, he shifted her body in front of the blue armchair, facing its high back and the huge window behind it. She adjusted her hands so each had their own armrest to support her angled body. She bent farther, widening her stance. He cupped her ass in his palms, framing the target of his mouth. Intentionally inching closer he wanted her to feel his approach. His breath warmed her skin while cooling her wet spots. Pressure from his thumbs spread her backside open. His lips made contact with hers. He limply dragged backwards letting the soft skin entangle. Reaching the outer edge, he paused to let his tongue peek out and taste her. Boring into her pussy, he parted her labia tilling a trench forward to the base of her clit. He deliberately continued to work his tongue around her wet groove. The view of her perfect ass, spread wide to welcome him in made his mouth and cock drip.
