This is the first time i have written anything so any constructive criticism will be appreciated - this is written from a female perspective.
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I lay on the beds soft sheets face down with my long hair splayed to one side.
As he reached the side of the bed and swept a loose strand of hair off my neck and his fingertip brushed below my ear before continuing down my neck, a single finger so light across my skin but leaving a tingling sensation as he trailed it down my spine. Not stopping at my lace underwear but following through, tracing across my hip and down my thigh, i felt as if a thin line of sparks were dancing across my skin in the wake of his touch.
As he reached my feet, i felt his soft mouth replace his finger, kissing his way back up my body - each one sending a small jolt through me. Some were just a simple kiss to the skin but every other touch i felt the small nibble of his teeth or a tiny lick of the tongue. Until finally he again reached my black lace underwear, and slipped his tongue under the seam where they met my inner thigh. I couldn't feign sleep any longer as i let out a small muffled moan into the pillow and felt his lips form that beautiful smile of his against my skin.
In my mind i could see his almost too perfect body bathed in moonlight like last night, his muscled yet soft and smooth stomach, his strong arms that could not hold me too tightly to him. Long and well defined legs and his tight buttocks that my hands had memorised whilst pulling him into me. And my favourite and yet newly explored part of him was etched into my very being, they say size does not count but it sure can help things along to see a fully erect eight inches of penis perfection, an impressive girth and silky soft foreskin that i longed to touch and lick the first moment i set eyes on it. I try not to objectify my man in this way but it is hard not too when his whole package is as good as this.
I feel the bed shift as he lies back down next to me and i cannot help but sneak a peek at him for under my hair, surely my memory is clouded by the amount of endorphins left over from last night, surely he cannot be truly that unbelievably perfect. My breath catches as i look him over, he is wearing nothing but a small towel around his waist and his fingers have continued to trail up and down my back. My fresh memory's swirling around my mind had not even done him justice, he is amazing and he is mine.
I do not remember the last time i actually woke up already horny and wet for someone. Perhaps never but i certainly was now, his touches and the almost cruel teasing of his tongue just an inch away had left me fully aroused and had awoken the almost painful passion we had shared last night.
He hears my small intake of breath as i open my eyes and smiles down at me with his head propped up on one elbow. As my mouth spreads in the most truest of grins his other hand leaves my back to pull my hair away from my face and leans down to plant a short but blissfully smouldering kiss to my waiting lips.
Pulling back slightly he breaks the silence, "you ok down there - you seemed to be dreaming about something nice," he said with a slight smirk forming.
"I almost convinced myself yesterday was a dream," i replied smiling as his smirk disappeared and was replaced by a smile that spoke volumes of how he cherished me.
"I'm glad it wasn't just a dream" i whispered reaching my hand up to his face and caressing the edge of his lower lip.
"Me too" planting a kiss on my palm he leaned down and whispered right in my ear "i don't want to wake up even one morning without you by my side...ever".
My mind could not think of anything better to say how i felt the same way, so as he whispered these words to me i twisted round as his lips came away from my ear and caught them in a deep kiss that seemed to encompass a lifetimes worth of love and lust in just a few frantic heartbeats.
As we both came up for air i nibbled slightly and then ran my nimble tongue over his lower lip, eliciting a guttural sound of passion from the back of his throat that sent a shoot of longing right down to my already aching cunt.
As he drew back i could see my lust reflected in his dark eyes and passion dilated pupils. I had now twisted so my bare breasts were visible and settled down on my side as his mouth came down onto my left breast , circling his warm tongue around the edge of the areola before sucking gently on my hard nipple, teasing with his teeth and using his free hand to massage the other breast before switching round and turning the same attention to the other side.
Not content to wait too much longer i freed both hands and found the edge of his towel, pulling it away from the tent it had formed over his fully hardened cock. Chucking the towel away towards the pile of our tangled discarded clothing from last night i let my fingertips tease the length of him from balls to head before grasping his throbbing member and stroking lightly.
This evoked another rough and animalistic sound from his throat against my rock hard nipple. He pulled away from my breasts slowly kissing his way up my neck to the spot just below my ear that he knew drove me crazy. Then quickly moving up he kissed me cutting my ragged gasp off midway.
As i continued stroking him with one hand i let my other slip under the lace and into my heated and wet lips, playing around my clit for a minute whilst still being passionately kissed and handling his long shaft with the other hand. My clit now super sensitive to the point of uncomfortable i slipped two fingers deep inside coating them well with my juices.
I pulled away from the kiss lifting my hand to his mouth and placed my pussy juiced fingers onto his lips. He gasped slightly as he smelt my sex on them and quickly sucked one finger after the other clean and then went back to kissing my neck with a muffled moan that sounded like "mmmm-more"
I giggled at his reaction and he gently pushed me onto me back, getting to his knees so his penis in my hand seemed larger than life hovering above me. His kisses traced back down over my breasts as his hands lingered on my sides and then my hips before sliding my underwear down and off. As i raised my hips to allow this his kisses and touches lingered on my stomach and thighs, his hands swirling steadily towards but not quite on my aching pussy.