She broke the kiss, not me. We were both panting, and she was covered in a light sheen of sweat that made her skin glimmer. It fascinated me...I could have stared at her for hours. Just holding her in my arms was more than I could ever have hoped for. She was so beautiful. She reached up and stroked my hair with one soft hand, and I closed my eyes, revelling in her touch, drinking it up.
And then, I lost control..
It was my first time, but instinct took over. I looked into her eyes as I laid a hand to her shoulder and gently pushed her onto her back. Her eyebrows twitched and her eyes widened slightly in surprise, but she let me take the lead.
I started at her neck, kissing and nipping...making my way slowly downward. Her breath caught several times, and the sound drove me wild. I wanted to go faster, but my instincts warned me that it would be a mistake. I worked my hands underneath her shirt and slid them upwards, taking her shirt with it. She arched her back to make it easier to take her shirt off, but the sight was too inviting, and I abandoned the shirt to focus my attentions on her stomach. I kissed my way from her chest to her navel....slow, wet, hungry kisses. When I looked up from her belt buckle, i saw that she had finished removing her shirt...there was nothing standing between me and her heart. Except for two perfect, lovely breasts, which I wasted no time in showering with attention. Every touch of my lips to her skin brought about a response....a sound or motion that made me feel nearly feral with love and desire. I brought myself up to kiss her lips as my hands slid downward to deal with the belt buckle.
With her belt undone, I could have a bit of fun removing her jeans. I grasped her button in my teeth and, with a shake of my head, it came unsnapped. With my hands on her hips, I nipped her zipper in the same fashion and pulled downward, unfastening her fly as I went and pulling her pants down with me. She pushed up against my face to lift her hips and let me get her jeans past them, and suddenly I realized what I was about to do. My heart began to pound in my ears and I paused for a moment, trying to assess my situation. But as soon as I caught sight of her little black thong, all thoughts abandoned me and my instincts focused on removing all obstacles.
I tossed her jeans aside and began to work my way up the insides of her thighs.....licking a wet trail up to her bikini line, then blowing cold air on it to arouse her senses. I could feel her hands on my shoulders and back, grasping my shirt now and then in response to a particular action she liked. I decided to experiment with a thought that popped into my head. I placed my mouth directly on the crotch of her panties, and let go a soft flow of hot air. She clawed a handful of my hair and pushed me down harder, and that was all the approval I needed.