When I got home from work you were standing in our bedroom naked. I did not even hesitate before crushing your lips with mine and pushing you down onto the bed. It was the end of a long week where our schedules had made it impossible for us to have sex. I was ravenous. As I covered your body with mine, our eyes locked and I could see the fire burning within you. You wanted this as badly as I did. I bit your lip and sucked it into my mouth, running my tongue along the captured skin. I love making out with you. I could spend hours exploring your mouth with my tongue, teeth, and lips. I love how you taste, the sounds you make when I do something you like, and the way your body arches against mine as you get so turned on you cannot stay still. You know how much I love it, too. You sucked my tongue into your mouth and bit down on it, just shy of too hard. I groaned and my entire body shuddered. After a week of deprivation, I was already on the edge of coming.
I lifted my body up in a half push-up and let my pelvis grind into yours. "Is that what you want, baby?" Your answer was to wrap your legs around my waist and dig your nails into my back as you pulled our lips back together. You rubbed your center against the seam in my pants, desperate for release. I could smell how wet you were and I was going to be soaked in your juices, but a dry cleaning bill is a small price to pay for the privilege of fucking you. I let my weight rest completely against you once again as I rotated my hips in a gentle rolling motion. The rough cotton of my shirt rubbed against your naked breasts and I could feel your nipples hardening against mine. I moved my mouth from yours and you groaned in disappointment. Your frustration was short-lived, however, as I moved my head to the side and ran my tongue up the side of your neck. My tongue continued its path up to your ear lobe where I gently bit down and sucked. Whispering in your ear, I said, "Are you going to come for me?" You whimpered and started grinding harder against me.
I could tell you were close, but I was not going to let you come until I had you in my mouth. I lifted my body up so you would not have anything to grind against. The look of pure need you gave me almost broke my resolve, but I was dying to feel your clit pulsing against my tongue. My hand moved down and gently cupped your naked pussy. "Don't worry, sweetheart. I'm going to take care of you." My mouth made its way back down your neck and to your collarbone, where I peppered light kisses across the sensitive skin. Then I moved on to your gorgeous breasts, with their creamy skin and erect nipples ringed by rosy pink areolas. My tongue made a lazy, wet trail down to your right breast. I teased it and nibbled around the edges. You tried to force me to take more of it into my mouth as I licked increasingly smaller circles around your nipple. When I finally ran my tongue across the stiff point, you moaned in ecstasy. I smiled and lifted my mouth to blow on the wet trail left by my tongue. That made your entire body shiver and you grabbed ahold of the short hair at the nape of my neck, guiding me to your neglected left breast. I attacked it with the same intensity as I had your right breast.
After only a couple of minutes of this, you were panting and trying to push my head down to your throbbing pussy. I could feel your nails scratching my scalp as you tugged on my short hair. But I was not going to be rushed after having been denied for a week, I scattered some more small kisses across your belly and ran my tongue down to your belly button. I dipped my tongue lightly inside and toyed with the delicate area.
By now, my pants and boxers were feeling uncomfortably tight. I was vaguely aware of my distended clit pressing fervently against the confining material. Most of my attention was focused on the divine sight presented to me as I kneeled on the floor and moved your legs over my shoulder. The smell of your wet pussy made my clit pound so hard I was afraid I would come without any contact. Your arousal was clearly evident as it had dripped down onto the inside of your thighs. You were open, pulsing, and swollen, just waiting for my tongue to soothe your burning need. I pulled you towards me until only your shoulders remained on the bed. In this position, you were completely vulnerable to me; unable to do much more than beg and lift your hips to my hungry mouth.
Teasing you further, I ran my short nails up the back of your thighs. I could feel the goose bumps forming on your skin. I turned my head and bit lightly at the inside of your thigh. You locked your heels behind my head and tried to pull me into you. I resisted, however, and instead rubbed my face into the soft curls just above where you wanted me most. I knew you were reaching your limit when you screamed, "Fuck me!" I growled deep in my throat, grabbed your ass with both hands, pulled you to my face, and enclosed your pussy with my mouth. Sucking at your lips, I drank the fragrant, sticky come that covered you. I ran my tongue down to your entrance and embedded it inside you. I adore being inside you this way: the velvety muscle contracting around my tongue, the succulent arousal coating my face, and the pungent smell filling my nostrils.
