Now it's my turn to sigh, as I finally get to touch those delightful mounds of flesh. I confirm that she's wearing only panties beneath the nightshirt, and through the light fabric of her top, I can feel her large nipples, already firm and erect against the palms of my hands. I tickle them lightly with my fingers, then move down to run my hands over her stomach and hips, while my tongue works subtly in her left ear, producing a little squeak of surprise and a sweet shiver.
"You like that?" I ask coyly.
"Uh huh," she mutters, almost inaudibly. She seems in a dreamy state now, clearly not interested in talking. Her hips begin to move in a slow, sexy rhythm, in anticipation of the next steps.
Still, I press forward: "You horny?"
Carmella's response is good-natured but pointed "Well, hell yes, I'm horny. You bitch, you made me promise to abstain for over a week!" We both laughed quietly, but I'm happy to hear that she has kept her word. I hope it will make her more responsive, more wanton. "Don't worry, sweetheart," I whisper, my hands moving back to her lovely breasts. "This is going to be worth the wait. I'm going to do you better than you've ever had, over and over and over."
"Mmmmmmm. Yeah, yeah, promises, promises," she says quietly, drawing out our coquettish play. "Talk's cheap. I need some action." She has a big smile on her face as she teases me.
But this is more than just idle chatter. Our banter is driving us both higher up the arousal scale, teasing each other with hints of the pleasures to come. I keep at it, ratcheting it up just a bit more. "Come on, Carmella," I whisper in my most seductive tone. "You remember the last time, don't you? You remember how I made you come? And come ... and come? And this time, it's just the two of us. It's all about you tonight, sweetheart - pure, total pleasure, all yours. I promise, I'll do you and do you until you make me stop." With that, my tongue swirls lewdly into her ear as I give a subtle squeeze to both of her breasts, causing her to shiver and groan again. At the same time, her thighs clench together and I know she is getting excited.
Clearly ready for more, Carmella sets down her drink and pulls me around to the front of her chair, where we share a soft, satisfying kiss. I support myself on the back of the chair, not letting myself fully embrace her yet, as our mouths move sensuously together, opening now to allow our tongues to meet and roll wetly over one another. We're both quietly moaning as our passions rise. I 'm at a fever pitch myself as I recall first hand what a wonderful kisser this girl is, her lips so soft and gentle, her tongue slow and insistent, exploring me with skill and confidence that has me quickly losing control.
Finally, I break the kiss, looking Carmella straight in the eyes as I confess, "Oh god, you make me so wet. ... I want you so bad!"
Carmella's response is cute and sexy. With a smug grin at my admitted obsession, she calmly stretches her arms and legs wide and exclaims, "Well, here I am ... all yours!" We both laugh at her cockiness, but it turns me on even more, this clear direction of where this night is headed - me pleasing this beautiful, sexy girl and thoroughly enjoying her incredible body. I knew that Carmella loved sex, and it thrills me that I am going to give her so much throughout the night.
Seeing lovely Carmella lying there, open and ready, I just can't hold back. I practically pounce on her, our chests forced against each other, my body lodged between the open vee of her legs. We make out for several more minutes, her face in my hands, my fingers running affectionately through the strands of her short black hair. Her hands are busy, too, now moving firmly up and down my back, occasionally stopping to cup and squeeze my butt cheeks until I can feel the juices flowing between my legs. Still I keep it slow, doing my best to maintain a steady, unhurried pace, despite my growing desire for her. I want this to be a long, luxurious session of tender lovemaking, not the frenetic, down and dirty sex that I'd had the last with her and Amy. Oh, there will still be passion, hopefully even more intense than the last time, but it will be drawn out, stretching slowly from soft, delicate kisses (in all the right places) to wild peaks of abandon, then down and up again over a long series of mind-blowing orgasms. I spent two weeks anticipating this, and I am determined that it will live up to my dreams.
Finally, however, I can wait no longer. My hands grab for the hem of her nightshirt as I beg her to take it off. Carmella is now as eager as I, and quickly the shirt is up and over her head, finally exposing her full, luscious orbs. My reaction is, I'm sure, classic. For several seconds, I just stare, taking in the delicious sight before me: two large, perfect pillows (34C, Carmella told me at some point) topped by large erect nipples, the dark areoles at least an inch and a half across, dotted with little goose bumps of excitement. At that moment, I think that I could suck on them forever.
"Oh yeah, I remember this," she teases. "You like these, don't you?" As she speaks, her thumbs play with both her nipples, rolling in circles over the little peaks, exciting both herself and me. Then she offers, in that deep throaty whisper that makes me crazy, "You can suck all you want. ... I'd like that," adding a big, satisfied grin as she uses her left hand to raise one of her prizes for my enjoyment. With her right hand, she finds her rum and coke and takes a long drink, then jiggles it delicately in her hand. Lying there like that, she looks content and smug and oh so desirable. I absolutely cannot resist.
Plopping down on her again, my mouth finds hers, our lips tracing lightly over each other, just briefly, before I start my move downward. I nuzzle back into neck, under her chin, my tongue working soft, wet circles against her skin, punctuated by an occasional love nip with my teeth. I hear her soft "Mmmmm" and also feel it vibrate against my mouth before I continue downward, my tongue following the delicate ridge of her clavicle inward to the center of her chest. My hands are back on her boobs now, for the first time feeling their naked warmth. My palms graze over the silky texture of her breast flesh while my fingers stroke lightly on the bumpy tissue surrounding her nipples. I keep at that for a little while, drawing out the experience, pleasing and teasing at the same time.
Finally, I inch lower, until my mouth is directly over the erect temptation of her left nipple. Tenderly grasping her soft pillow with both hands, I take that luscious dark treat into my mouth, unable to hold back an obvious groan as I sucked on that little morsel of flesh for the first time. I alternate sucking and licking, running my tongue lovingly around the edges, tickling the nipple back and forth, then eagerly sucking as much as I could into my mouth. As I do so, I look up to see Carmella, head back, eyes almost closed, relaxed and utterly content as I suck her. As I had hoped, she is becoming completely lost in the sensation, totally into the experience, aware only of the pleasure I is providing her. I suck some more, until the tip stood out harder then ever, shiny and wet with my saliva. Then I move toward her other treasure, pausing first to ask, "Is it good? ... Are you enjoying this?"
"Uh huh," she replies under her breath, barely audible. " Unhhhh . ... Now do the other one." Her breathing is shallow and unsteady now as her arousal continues to grow.
I move to her other breast, lovingly holding it in my hands and giving it the same treatment I have just given the left one, savoring the feeling of it in my mouth, the contrast of the soft, creamy tit with the hard little button at it's center. Soon I let my one hand wander, traveling down along the round curve of Carmella's hip, over the smooth expanse of her slightly parted thighs, and up to the hot vee between her legs. My fingertips brush lightly over the silky crotch of her panties The abundant moisture is already evident, and Carmella utters a little cry when she feels me there. I continue that way for some time, just barely touching her, subtly stimulating her without any real contact, as she trembles with need and frustration. I slip my hand into the top of her panties and keep up the teasing, using my open palm on her soft mound, though I'm dying to just dig my finger into the depths of her quivering pussy. I can feel her wetness on my hand now and I am teasing myself as much as her.
Unable to wait any longer, I let go of her nipple and slip down between her legs. Looking up at Carmella, I can tell she is intensely aroused now, almost over stimulated by what I've done so far. Her eyes are barely open and her lower lip quivers with desire. The sight of her is exquisite.
Still drawing things out, my hands stroke her upper thighs as I kneel between her legs, and I tell her what I'm sure she already knows. "I'm going to eat you pussy now, sweetheart. Are you ready? Can I eat you now?" I just want to say it, and to see her reaction.
Carmella's response is nothing but a long, heartfelt sigh, as if she's been waiting to hear those words for way too long. She moves with both hands to push her panties off her hips, and I happily pull them down the rest of the way. Carmella scoots her hips down a bit to the edge of the chair, then drapes her legs over the wide arms of the easy chair. With a big smile, she breathes just two quiet words before relaxing completely into the comfy chair: "Eat me."
Now, barely a foot in front of me, is the magnificent spectacle of Carmella incredible cunt. My god, I forgot just how delicious she looks down there. Her engorged, vermillion petals shine with a deep coating of slippery juice and are framed by the exquisite beauty of her long, shapely legs, spread so wonderfully now on the wide arms of the easy chair. She is so ready, so wet now. I can already see a stream of cunt cream dripping down between her butt cheeks, settling in the perfect brown ring of her anus. Above, her chest is heaving with her growing arousal, accenting the beauty of her full breasts as they rise and fall. Her arms are above her head, her fingers working lazily through her hair as she enjoys the sensations of sex.
