This is a continuation of my "Lioness" stories. I had intended a one off when this started. But a request for more got me thinking. Enjoy.
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There are several things that excite me. Sailing on my Sailboat, eating fine food, a beautiful sunset or sunrise, soul moving music, and of course my Lioness. When I can combine any of those together then it is wonderful. Some days there is a wonderful conjunction of several of my "favorites" in life, Sailing, Sunsets, and the Lioness.
I am steering the boat in the light breeze. The 10 knot winds move us along briskly. The Sun is shining but the air was comfortable and relaxing. The motion of the boat is gentle. You come up out of the cabin. At the sight of you I glance around the horizon to make sure no one is near us and flip on the autopilot. You were wearing soft billowy harem pants and no top. Your breasts were proud and alluring. They swayed as you step up and move toward me. You straddle my lap and sit down. We hold each other close. Your body is so amazing and perfectly molded to mine
As we hold each other, the water races along side the boat. The wind rustles in the rigging. You take my face in your hands looking deep into my eyes. You mouth forms that seductive smirk and you kiss me. Not a light peck. Not a soft brush of lips, but the hard passionate kiss of ownership and desire.
I am lost and drowning in your heat and passion. In this moment I would do anything you asked. I am surrendered to your hunger, enraptured by your desire, lost in your beauty and passion.
You pull back from the kiss, my lips feel the cool breeze on them as you stand up. Your left hand braces yourself on my shoulder and your right hand lifts your breast. You hold it up as my eyes follow your movement. Your sultry smile dances in your eyes as the wind plays through your glowing hair.
Your index finger slowly circles your hard nipple. Teasing and playing with it as much as you are playing with me. "You want this, don't you." It is more a command than a question. I nod yes as my eyes are locked on your turgid nub and the finger lazily tracing circles around it. The moment seems to drag out. I am focused on you. I see your chest rising and falling with your breathing. I notice how your skin is flushing with your rising excitement. I can almost taste you in my mouth. I am hungry, I do so want you to offer me the ripe delicacy you are wantonly displaying before my lust filled eyes. "Look at me," you say and I glance up at your face, tearing my eyes from the two perfect breasts I have become lost in.
Your eyes hold mine in their smokey gaze, and I feel like we are seeing deep into each other. I feel you hand slide from my shoulder to the back of my head, and you pull me to you. You guide your hot flesh into my mouth, and my heart races. I close my lips over the delicate offering and gently suck you into my mouth. My tongue circles your nipple. My lips kiss your areola, and I pull as much of you as possible into my mouth. I hear a moan escape from your mouth. Both your hands grasp my head and hold me on your breast. It isn't like I am trying to get away, but it is wonderful to feel you guiding and directing me. I look up and see your head thrown back, hair streaming in the wind, eyes closed, and a look of pure satisfaction playing across your face. You shift with out looking down and pull yourself from my mouth and turn slightly to offer me your left nipple. I greedily lock onto it and devour it's succulent goodness. I love the taste of your skin, the firmness and softness, the heat of your body. I am consumed with the desire to service you and bring you all the pleasure you want.
You lean back as now I am holding you around the waist as I continue to worship your body with my mouth. I cover you with kisses. I lick under your breasts slowly dragging my tongue over your sensitive flesh. I turn from one to the other lavishing them with love and adoration. My teeth gently drag across your sensitive nipple. I playfully nip and nibble. I feel your body responding to my supplications. Your breath becomes labored and your hands pull me closer to you.