I laugh quietly, caressing her face gently. "I do get a little fired up from your girls, but you have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. I melt in those. Every time. If it wasn't awkward most of the time, I would just stare into your eyes and lose myself there and never want to leave. I feel safe... when I look at you; I feel loved; I feel adoration.... You have the most beautiful, soft brown eyes I've ever seen. They're dark, and warm, and kind... and no matter what I have going on inside me, it all goes quiet when you look at me and hold eye contact. I'd stay there forever if you let me." I said all that with deep eye contact, and I can see something in her eyes now. Suddenly she exhales a breath she had been holding and crashes into me with a kiss. Her lips smush and mold to mine passionately as she tangles her hands in my hair. I hold her gently to me around her back, supporting her neck as she hungrily presses into me.
Her makeout begins to overtake her whole body, grinding against me, pulling me against her, pressing her large breasts against mine. My hands wander down, gripping her by her sexy little waist, groping her butt. The silky fabric was definitely the way to go. My hand slides beneath her silky panties to feel her cheek directly
"You're so soft... when you touch me," she murmurs between kisses. "I want to make love with you. Love me back, darling." She gives me one more forceful kiss before breaking breathlessly. She rests her forehead against mine, eyes closed, breathing deeply. One little kiss, and another, then pressing kiss after kiss all over my face... my neck... the crook of my neck as her hands slide beneath the straps of my baby doll.
She stays there, caressing my upper shoulders warmly, her head pressed into my neck. "Hold me, Aly," she says quietly, and I gratefully oblige. Her skin is so soft and warm to my touch, and I love the satin baby doll. I hold her warmly, but my fingertips trail little circles on her back. I want what's under her clothes.
Kat pulls me back to the bed, making shy eye contact. "I want us to take things nice and slow tonight. We have all of tonight, just you and me." She crawls backward onto the bed, pulling me by my fingertips after her, then cuddles against me as we both kneel in the center of the bed--so many silky curves pressed together--I love how her tiny waist feels in my hands as her massive chest squishes against me.
Kat wraps around me passionately for a slow makeout. Her perfect lips mold to mine again and again as she pulls my face to hers without break. I feel her tongue softly slip between my lips, and I reach mine to hers to tangle and massage with each other. She tastes so perfect, like always.
Her hands mostly tangle in my wild, blonde curls, but mine wander her torso. I caress her with warm, open palms, occasionally teasing my fingers beneath the satin straps across the open back. I hold her to me tenderly, and she's so absolutely perfect in my arms.
Then she grips me suddenly, pulling me to flop on the bed with her. We land on our sides, which temporarily jolts us out of our kiss, and she giggles. She smiles, so happy, and tangles her legs with mine as she pulls closer against me and nuzzles her nose against mine. Her hand is on my waist, sliding behind me, and it tickles with the cold fabric enough to make me squirm with a giggle.
Her eyes light up even more at that reaction, and she slinks over me, pressing her thigh between my legs, caressing my waist right where it tickles.
"Kat!" I squirm, but now she's more dominant over me. "I know you know that tickles!" I laugh, trying to hold her off, but she pins me assertively. Oh gosh--now her fingertips, trailing lightly right in my side--I toss my head back with laughter, squirming underneath her, when her pretty mouth latches onto the hollow of my collarbone to suck and lick gently. "Oh!" I gasp. That's one of my favorite pleasure spots, and she knows it. My squirming becomes more like grinding--and I'm loving her thigh between my legs--and I carefully tangle my hands in her dark updo to hold her to that wonderful spot.
Her sexy little tongue teases and licks and probes right in that hollow, as her delicate lips wrap the area with gentle suction. I gasp and grind beneath her, with the occasional squirm from her tickly fingers. She finally releases with a wet smack and a warm, non-tickly caress. She looks me warmly in the eye with a soft smile.
"I know you want to go slow tonight, but that turned me on pretty hot, Kat." I feel a buzzing heat in my body, and I want to ramp things up. I want to take her. I want--
Kat chuckles, giving me a forceful smooch--just the one. "I want to play with you and get you full-on fiery!" she says, rubbing her body against me. She leans in to kiss my neck, right beneath my ear, giggling. She kisses softly down my neck, getting out between every few, "Do I get to--play?--darling?" She's found her way to the hollow again and full-on makes out right there.
"Oh gosh, darling..." I gasp, "you can do whatever you like."
She squeals happily and pounces on top of me more fully. She runs her hands down the center of my chest, between my breasts, and down my soft stomach, before pressing up a bit wider to take my large breasts in hand for a full squeeze on the way back up. I moan softly.
"Oh, you actually like that one?" Kat asks excitedly. "You never like when I play with your breasts." She repeats the motion, sliding up from my stomach to give them both a proper squeeze. Then she settles in for a firm, kneading grope. I moan appreciatively. Kat laughs as she wonderfully mauls my chest. "It's not that you don't like breast play; you just like a different
kind
of play."
"I'd like it a lot if you gently pinched and rubbed my nipples," I say.
She tries to oblige. The fabric is relatively thin, so she can get a good grip and response, but she decides to slide me out of the baby doll cups for direct access. I guess that view is too tempting, because she quickly latches on with her mouth to suck and lick my nipples. Her mouth works them hard and plump nearly instantly. She sucks harshly on my engorged knobs until I squirm and whimper.
At that she sits up, crawls backward slowly, and slides my baby doll up my stomach. She plants her face on my stomach and kisses and caresses my entire torso, seeming to gain satisfaction when I squirm in protest from her tickly fingers and lips on my more sensitive zones.
She teases at the front of my underwear but neither pulls them down, slides her hands inside, nor gives attention over top. She simply plays right on the sensitive edge, working her fingers around the satin band, until she decides she wants me to roll over. "Roll over for me, dear," she says huskily, caressing toward that movement. I do, till I'm flat on my stomach, and she hums appreciatively, smoothing her hands over my plump rear end.
She has almost full access to my large cheeks from the skimpy cut of the panties. She caresses, then gropes, then kneads my ass as I moan in appreciation. Right then she cuts off my appreciation with a playful slap.
"Hey!" I protest. "That's not nice," I pout. Her playful slaps are sometimes harder than she intends. Mark receives them far more than I do.
"Sorry, love," she murmurs, before kissing my cheek sensually to make it better. She kisses and licks and massages my butt until she's more than forgiven and we're both satisfied.
She then smooths her hands up my back, under my baby doll, and gives me a heavenly massage. I sigh happily, relaxing under her touch, and she even works a few knots out up by my shoulders. When she's given me a lovely service, she taps me to roll to my back. She continues the massage on my front, going all the way down to my legs, until my entire body relaxes into mush. She works her way back up my calves, up my thighs, till her hand gently rubs right between my legs over my panties.
"Ohh..." I moan, opening for her. She rubs warmly and firmly, turning my mush back into simmering flames. Then she pulls up.
"Mind if I go down on you first?" she asks quietly.
"I don't mind at all," I say, a bit breathily.
"I'm gonna get a little something for myself in the meantime, if that's okay with you," she says, looking at me. I give her the go ahead, and she slinks off the bed to the closet. She comes back with their small box of toys, and pulls out the egg-with-clit vibrator. She slips it subtly beneath her panties, her brow furrows in concentration just briefly, before I hear a very quiet hum start up. You can't even see that she has it on beneath her panties, but she smiles contentedly as she crawls back onto the bed toward me. She looks at me lustfully, and I feel an anticipatory flush in my groin. She sexily removes my panties, then settles into position as I spread for her.
Her first lick sends shivers through my body. "Ah--" I moan. She holds my legs open firmly and presses her tongue up my slit for another few passes. She flutters her tongue right over my clit and I gasp, jerking beneath her. "That's not going slow," I remind her, and she buries her face in my sex. "Ohhh, ohhhhhhh..." I moan, trying to grind my hips into her face. She molds her mouth to my sex, sucking, licking, and caressing me with her lips. My heat builds and builds, and I'd guess hers does, too, from the passion with which she consumes me. I moan when her tongue pumps deep inside me, but it's really her full-mouth suction on my clit that wracks me with pleasure. I squeal as her teeth graze my clit, and she gives me one sensual, wet lick before pulling up.
She got me inflamed--that she did. I look at her, panting, and she looks back at me hazily from the egg in her pussy. She kisses her way back up my body from my groin to my stomach, to my exposed breasts--she nibbles my little buds on the way--to bury herself at my neck, hands caressing my body.
"Sweetheart," I mumble, pulling her face up. She lets me, and I pull her in for a heavy makeout. I can feel her heavy breasts on my chest. My hands wander up and inside her baby doll to caress her torso with my fingertips. Then I grip her firmly around her tiny ribcage as her body moves softly above me. I pull her up and out of the kissing, and she sits back on my pelvis. She's barely with it now, from the stimulation she's been receiving. I want to be the one to make her cum.
